Life After Prison

“Yes. We’re ten days away from August the fifteenth,” Wuhlricht answered truthfully.

After pondering for a moment, the old man inquired, “Are we not able to find someone with a truly

positive constitution?”

Wuhlricht’s silence elicited yet another question from the old man. “Don’t we have an alternative

solution?”

Wuhlricht offered a reassuring smile and said, “I will find a solution. She is my daughter, and I won’t just stand idly by while watching her perish.”

The old man nodded. He understood the gravity of the situation.

into the distance in silence before remarking, I wonder if my senior’s disciple will arrive soon. I told him to come ahead

frowned in surprise and asked. “You have a

he possesses is something I can never hope to achieve in my entire lifetime. He was the first to begin training, but he’s left us

old age? My condolences,” the old man

Wuhlricht frowned. “He’s not dead! He’s ascended to the

but we’ve never even heard of anyone who reached the level of a royal saint. Did he visit “that place‘ and obtain certain treasures?”

I met him when I was very young, and he returned to visit my master. It was mentioned that his talent was truly unimaginable, yet he yearned for human society and soon left the mountain. He only returned when our old master reached the end of his lifespan.

man, as the sect’s grand elder, found Severin’s existence to be very intriguing. What would the disciple of such a strong individual be like?‘ he wondered.

be bringing twelve others. Our