Life After Prison

Cyril, Simia Hall’s great elder, smiled as well. They had been searching for Dracodeus Temple’s leader for many years. As time passed, he began to suspect they had been deceived by the old wacko. However, the arrival of a new supreme leader, one who was also a fourth–grade low–rank alchemist, left him incredibly pleased. After all, alchemists of such a caliber were revered

wherever they went.

Severin took out over twenty second–grade low–rank pills and handed them to Shirleen. “Take these pills and hand them out to the other elders and protectors. This will allow them to improve

their attainment over the next two days, after which it will be time for us to set off.”

“Thank you, sir!” Shirleen expressed her gratitude and took the pills in glee. She then said, “Please

come with me. I’ll make arrangements for your accommodation.”

Cyril then said, “You’ve come a long way, Supreme Leader. Please rest up. I’ll have someone

prepare some good food and fetch the best wine for our celebration tonight.”

“As we should! I’ll leave you to handle that, then!” Shirleen urged.

to Shirleen, ‘Hall

you like my assistance

replied, “That shouldn’t be necessary. We had some conflicts with

resulted in a very severe

we were left severely injured as a

from because we feared reprisals from the other factions. This became an area where we

our refuge to

relieved that the situation was

first imagined.

left and promptly informed the rest of the

spreading across every single

the assistance of the great elder, organized

the pills Severin had given them. Seeing

two pills left over after each elder and

of their most

was a fourth–grade low–rank alchemist made

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