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

he possessed then might be strong enough to level

out to Severin before the latter could

like before and obtained several plaques from the library. Those

with a hazy aura that made them

that they contained combat techniques. He was a little shocked to see

because his agreement with Roune was to help them in exchange for a single Sun–grade combat.

nothing less. The seven or so plaques floating in front of him prompted him

Rourie, “What are these for?”

it a gift from me to the other members of your group. I hope

hand. As the plaques came

believes in treating all honorary elders

Fist has boosted my confidence in you

Rourie had just witnessed, he was certain that individuals such as

to greatness. By establishing a firm friendship in

to achieve greater heights! With that in mind, he decided to hedge all his

some of the Chorleaus techniques