Life After Prison Novel by Silencieux

Chapter 1852

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It was therefore unsurprising that the Gahrrs would send their people over to cause trouble. Felipe, Wuhlricht, and Diane finally grasped why Severin had refused. Diane seemed particularly concerned over it as she asked, “Won’t the Gahrrs target you tomorrow after you refused their offer?”

Severin grinned in response and caressed Diane’s worried face. He reassured her in a gentle voice, “It’ll be fine. The Gahrrs are just a bunch of clowns to me! Let them face me in the arena tomorrow if they think they have what it takes. Why would they offer me two places if they aren’t afraid of me? It’s all because I defeated three of the Walpens‘ level nine royal saints!” He finished off with a sarcastic remark.

Sheila nodded. “Yeah! But we shouldn’t underestimate them though. They are likely to be very formidable as inner disciples of the Deifirm Sect and Purevoid Sect. We must remain cautious.”

“Yes,” Gilda concurred. “That goes without saying ”

Severin shook his head helplessly as he listened to his wives and nodded reluctantly in agreement. Ever since the last battle he had with the Walpens, Severin had sensed that his combat strength might rival. that of a level two supreme saint! Even if Thorold and Jangar could defeat a level one supreme saint, the gap that they had to close with him still existed. Much of the fundamentals that he possessed were

taught by the old wacko–who had ascended to greater heights–so there was no question about its

effectivity

them and said, “Let’s head back now.”

courtyard, Severin detailed the process of the

the entry quota, with the top ten receiving a

secure four spots; the second, three; the third, two; and

each.

aiming for the top spot so he could secure four places, but there were already

he needed to consider that

to the Chorteaus, and Severin felt a bit helpless when he came to that realization. Even

rank first, he would not be able to secure 11 places

each other when they looked at Severin’s concerned expression. “Have

forgotten? We’re level nine royal saints too!

the quietest, said, “Yes. What do we have to fear

nine royal saints?”