Life After Prison

Chapter 1875

With Kiyu declaring the end of the tournament and announcing Severin as the participant who had bagged first place, Severin finally heaved a sigh of relief. Ferland stroked the beard on his chin and raised thirteen tokens into Kiyu’s view. The two of them offered a respectful salute to the winners.

Ferland tossed the palm–sized tokens into the air and turned them into streaks of light that landed in Severin’s hands. He then smiled and explained, “This token serves as your pass to the sacred lake. Engrave your name on it and you will gain smooth entry.”

Severin acknowledged gratefully in reply, “Thank you very much.”

Severin glanced at the middle–aged man before him. Clad in luxurious–looking attire, the gray–haired man

of high

and waved off the gratitude. “Haha, there is no

combat prowess, a keen mastery of swordwill, and

over well–known prodigies like Thorold and Jangar. This city is too small for you.” Soaring from the spectator platform, he had much praise for Severin and

the

the sacred lake each year, Severin had

had to navigate the complexities of human relationships. No longer the naive young

latter to understand that he had won the respect, favor, and attention of the Grandiuno Sect elder. Ferland was a person of high status who would not exalt an undeserving person, and

might have discerned something, Ferland remarked with a smile, “It’s time you retur home and get some rest. Don’t forget to

affirmation. “I will.”