Life After Prison

When they arrived at Nontwo City, Selene was a level six saint. As she was given plenty of alchemical pills

from the Chorteaus, she was about to improve vehemently.

Nonetheless, Severin figured she would need at least half a month after the end of the tournament to

become a royal saint. Yet, he was wrong.

Wulricht stood up and looked at the whirlpool with shock. He said, “Severin, Selene has definitely

inherited your talent. Just how long it has been and she’s already becoming a royal saint!”

Felipe smiled as he stroked his beard and said with jealousy. “An eight–year–old royal saint. The youngest

royal saint that I know!”

The Chorteaus did not expect to hear this mind–blowing news. They stood there looking baffled and

had prepared his congratulations

Severin’s wives. To find out that it was Severin’s daughter instead, hist jaw almost dropped to the floor. He had seen Severin’s daughter and knew

a hard time accepting it. Wulricht and the others

reactions very

eight–year–old royal saint?!”

you sure it’s your

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just become a royal saint? I was only a warrior king when I was

years old!”

to a prodigy!”

whirlpool was getting bigger and bigger until it finally covered the entire compound.

10–mile radius gathered.

to break through from a saint to a royal saint. However, Selene was just eight years old. Severin was

about her.

worried Severin was and consoled him, “Haha. Don’t worry

sure Selene is going to be