Life After Prison by Silencieux
Chapter 1825

Chapter 1825

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Felipe and Wuhlricht concurred with Severin's view, Wuhtricht rose from his chair and glanced solemnly at the girls. "Severin is correct. Now is not the time to be arrogant. Level nine royal saints might be illustrious figures in the Skyblue Sect, but they're not perceived as all-powerful in the Bleurealm."

Wuhlricht paused for emphasis and continued, "And we haven't even taken into account the fact that the Grandiuno Sect has authority over the sacred lake. The fact that these Sun-grade high-rank combat techniques were given to Severin by the Chorteaus' is a sign that we must be careful here. Not even the

Skyblue Sect could get such techniques!"

For the record, the Chorteaus were no more than a second-tier family in Nontwo City, and Rourie, the head of the family, was only a level five royal saint. Although Wuhlricht did not think highly of such an attainment, he was not about to underestimate the opponents they might face at the sacred lake

tournament.

As Severin had pointed out, if the Chorteaus could seek external aid, then it was highly likely that other families in Nontwo City could do the same. Disclosing their attainments could incite panic within the Chorteaus, as well as prompt other families who were privy to the information to make a move against

them.

Sheila saw the seriousness in Wuhlricht's expression and smiled awkwardly at Severin. "Hehe, I wasn't

serious about that. Let's continue training, girls."

Sheila chose the plaque that was most suited to her and left. After everyone had made their choices, Severin prepared to enter seclusion as well. Fresh from his recent comprehension of the technique, he planned to continue training the True-Sun Fist. His goal was to grasp the fundamentals of the Sun-grade combat technique before the sacred lake tournament. Having two Sun-grade combat techniques at his

disposal would only increase his chances of winning.

While Severin remained in seclusion, Endric lay on a stretcher at the Chorteau estate's entrance. His eyes

were rapt with intense resentment. He had suffered severe injuries the previous day and had his limbs

broken. Furthermore, Severin had obliterated his energy core and his attainment.

As if

if that was not bad enough, Rourie had expelled him from the Chorteaus. He never imagined that his family would forsake him for an outsider. He was a high-ranking prodigy and family elite, yet he had been reduced to a sorry figure who had to be kicked out of his own home in disgrace. Everyone in the

Chorteaus made a mockery of him.

Endric's loathing for Severin had reached its peak. "I will end your life, Severin, even if it means having to

die in the process!"

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Despite his overwhelming desire for revenge, he was aware that Severin was a level nine royal saint. A level one royal saint like him cannot hope to succeed in getting revenge. The family's fear of Severin's prowess, as well as his expulsion from the Chorteaus, rendered vengeance impossible.

The only individuals who could potentially assist him were his parents. They were fully focused on making a breakthrough within the secret realm tended to by his maternal grandfather. When that idea popped up. Endric retrieved a pendant from his garment. His sullen expression reflected his chilling, murderous intent, and he activated the communication pendant before narrating his story with several exaggerations.

Within the Walpens" secret realm in Nontwo City, a big-sized middle-aged man was relaxing in a lakeside

pavilion. He was enjoying some bamboo pole fishing.