Carson, who was seated not too far away, widened his eyes in shock and jumped up from his chair while he was halfway through his cup of tea. He glanced at Severin with a palpable sense of envy.
Only a short period of time had passed since Severin acquired a piece of Sky-Soil Divine Gold from Lumino of the Greatflare's Gildons, and already Severin was able to acquire the Clearwater Divine Gold from the barbaric's grand priest. Such luck could not plainly be put into words! He wondered if Severin had been favored by the heavens and was some sort of reincarnation from a true immortal? Carson kept pondering silently and was unable to hide his envy toward Severin
At another side of the tent, Tristam—the barbaric's scion who had followed Severin inside—rubbed his eyes as his face drained of color. The importance that their king and elders placed on Severin had gone beyond what Tristam had expected.
Severin's breakthrough to the supreme paragon seemed like a matter of course, as Severin belonged to a small group of people who stood proudly at the pinnacle of the entire Bleurealm! Major sacred lands and top powers were nothing more than stepping stones for him.
Tristam understood the value of such divine gold, and he found it perplexing that the barbarics were willing to invest in Severin and bestow something so precious to Severin just because Severin had reached the attainment of a supreme paragon.
As Carson and Tristam were still grappling with their shock, Severin could not help but feel a sense of relief after hearing Allen's words. With his gaze firm and his expression serious, Severin gestured respectfully to the two of them and said, "Thank you for your generosity!"
He then swiftly put away the Clearwater Divine Gold.
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