Life After Prison

Chapter 1868

Meanwhile, Severin stood on the stage after dealing with Thorold and sensed an intense gaze fixated on him. It seemed to be a gaze emanating a will to fight. Possessing remarkable perception as a level nine royal saint, Severin swiftly identified the source of the gaze as Jangar, who was seated with the Lischalts.

Severin looked at Jangar and perceived the latter to resemble a sheathed sword, Swordwill seemed to resonate within him, and Severin acknowledged it before nodding thoughtfully in Jangar’s direction. He knew that his victory over Thorold had likely attracted Jangar’s attention.

As Severin retracted his gaze, he murmured to himself, “You must be a swordsman prodigy? I’m quite curious to know just how strong you are.”

Severin had encountered numerous prodigies in his journey of attainment. For instance, Frederick of the Horizon Sect became a royal saint at a young age, yet Wuhlricht–the strongest in the Skyblue Sect–was merely a level five royal saint. In the end, Frederick was pushing up daisies after dying at Severin’s hands.

Chorteaus waiting area. Upon his return, his

Gilda

with a handkerchief

gave it to Severin so

checking

a bright smile. He waved his hands and said, Tm fine. I wasn’t

sighed in relief upon

admiration, shock, surprise, and excitement. When Severin first revealed himself as a level nine royal saint, they expressed shock and surprise at his true attainment. Though they gradually became accustomed to Severin’s strength after seeing his displays, they were still taken by surprise when Severin defeated Thorold. After all, none of them expected Severin to be stronger than Thorold. Shock and joy were evident in Rourie’s expression as he served some hot tea to Severin. He then used some telekinesis to pull a chair over to Severin and invited him to