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

potential. Perhaps he could truly transform

be strong enough to level

to Severin before

the seal with a gesture like before and

each with a hazy aura that made

they contained combat techniques. He was a little shocked to

because his agreement with Roune was to help them in exchange for

or so plaques floating in front of him prompted him to

“What are these for?”

gift from me to the other members of your group. I hope you’ll accept them

of his hand. As the plaques

in treating all honorary elders equally, but

boosted my confidence in you

just witnessed, he was certain that

establishing a firm friendship in advance, the Chorteaus might have

With that in mind, he decided to hedge

Chorleaus