Life After Prison by Silencieux
Chapter 1713

Chapter 1713

The resounding impact echoed through the air as the man's entire body became embedded in the stone

wall. Blood trickled from the comer of his mouth and his face was drained of all color. His muscles and

veins had torn, and there were no longer any lingering doubts about his death. Meanwhile, the fearful expression that he had just before his death persisted on his face.

The unexpected outcome of a level one saint being killed with such ease left the remaining three men paralyzed with dread. One of them stammered, "W-w-what level of attainment d-do you h-h-h-have?"

Gilda unleashed her spiritual energy without warning, causing an overwhelming sensation of oppression. that forced the trio to their knees. They were unable to entertain any thoughts of escape, and their foreheads were soon drenched in cold sweat.

"What attainment, you ask? A royal saint!' Gilda's voice was ice-cold.

"We pissed a royal saint off?" one of the men asked.

"She's... she's a royal saint!" another mumbled,

The third then begged desperately for mercy. 'Please spare us! We made a mistake! We won't do it again!" Gilda let out an icy chuckle when she heard them begging. "Spare you? Would you have spared us if we were weaker than you?"

With a casual wave of her hand, she sent forth a couple of spiritual energy blades. The blades darted forward and slit the throats of all three men, ending their lives with little effort. Severin then flew over to the level one saint and removed his spatial ring. He then returned to collect the other three men's spatial rings.

As he opened the rings to inspect them, he discovered that they contained little items of value. Most of it was mediocre combat techniques, and there was only a paltry number of third- and fourth-grade spiritual

herbs.

Severin shook his head and muttered, "Man, these guys are poor."

Gilda smiled lightly and explained, "They're not that poor. You're just so strong that normal stuff doesn't interest you anymore. Besides, they're unaffiliated practitioners, so you can't expect them to have much

on them."

After a pause, she continued, "It's a shame that their strength levels are too low. They might have been able to put up a decent fight if they were a little stronger. I wasn't even able to have enough fun yet after being out of practice for so long."

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Severin was speechless. Gilda claimed to be out of practice despite displaying remarkable decisiveness during the confrontation. He could only imagine how much easier she would have been if she were enjoying the battle.

Gilda hopped up to Severin's flying sword and gazed at him with a smile, "By the way, does it scare you that my strength is significantly higher than yours? As an example, are you worried that I might kill you if I get angry in the future?"

Severin took Gilda's hand and responded with a gentle smile, "Why should I be afraid of you when I'm in love with you? And besides, what else could make you angry with me if you're fine with me having three

wives?"

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