Life After Prison

After recovering from the shock, Rourie immediately heaped praise on Severin. “Your talent is truly

exceptional. Few in our family have mastered the True–Sun Fist. The fact that you succeeded on your first

try speaks volumes to your ability as a level nine royal saint.”

In response to Rourie’s praise, Severin merely shook his head slightly. “You give me far more credit than I

deserve. It was merely a stroke of luck. I shall be returning to my room now if that is all.‘

Severin wanted to return to his room and make the most out of the enlightenment he had just

experienced. He wanted to acquaint himself with the newly acquired technique. Though he had grasped

the essence of the True–Sun Fist and executed it successfully, there remained some distance between

understanding the basics and mastering it. He felt an unrelenting dove as if this combat technique could

manifest its full potential. Perhaps he could truly transform his fist into

power he possessed then might be strong

called out to Severin

seal with a gesture like before and obtained several plaques from the library. Those plaques

before Severin, each with a hazy aura that

that they contained combat techniques. He was a little

Roune was to help

plaques floating in front of him prompted him

Rourie, “What are

me to the other members of your group. I hope you’ll accept them without

gentle wave of his hand.

family believes in treating all honorary elders equally, but your swift mastery

Fist has boosted my confidence in you for

just witnessed, he was certain that individuals such

establishing a firm friendship in

that in mind, he decided to hedge all his bets

of the Chorleaus