Remorse After Breaking Up (Sebastian) novel Chapter 1193

Looking at Sebastian, the sawyer master said, "Sir, with my years of experience, I don't think there is more to this stone than it is. There is no need to cut further."

"Maybe a miracle will happen." An unreadable smile played on Sebastian's lips.

"This guy is still dreaming." Tucker was full of disdain.

Although the sawyer master shook his head unnoticeably, he continued with the cutting. But this time, he made a bigger move, slicing off a huge chunk with one cut. Almost at the same time, a streak of white light gleamed.

"There's something within!" someone gasped in surprise.

"What? There's really something? That's impossible!"

The crowd was stunned, including the sawyer master. Finn's eyes almost popped out of its sockets, disbelief written all over them.

The sawyer master dared not take it lightly, carefully cutting off the remaining outer layer of the stone.

In the end, he passed a thumb-sized, milky-white spiritual stone to Sebastian. "Congratulations, sir. This is an upper-grade spiritual stone. It's about one ounce and valued at 10 thousand spiritual stones."

Spiritual stones were measured according to their sizes, and one piece was an ounce.

"What the fuck! A useless stone had an upper-grade spiritual stone within. This is unbelievable!"

Many were envious, but 10 thousand spiritual stones was not a big deal to Sebastian. The important thing was the bet.

Holding the spiritual stone in his hand, he turned to Finn and the others. "All of you lost. Fulfill your end of the bet now."

Leroy and Tucker wore unpleasant looks on their faces. The last thing they imagined was Sebastian winning. On the other hand, they didn't want to fulfill the bet because it was humiliating.

The trio were startled and mad. Tucker wanted to flee, but he didn't have the guts. Leroy was the first to succumb. With a thud, he kneeled and said loudly, "I'm an idiot."

Blood drained from Tucker's face from fear because he had bet on one hand. Alas, he retrieved a sword, gritted his teeth, and cut off his left hand. The pain was so excruciating that he almost passed out.

Finally, everyone's gaze fell on Finn. Clenching his fists, he gritted his teeth in anger. Although he didn't have to lose a hand, he would be humiliated if he licked someone else's shoes on his knees. How was he supposed to raise his head high afterward?

Nevertheless, he had no choice but to kneel because of the threat from the guild. Just when he was on all fours and ready to lick, a voice boomed from nearby all of a sudden.

"How dare you ask my brother to lick your shoes! You are rather bold!" Everyone turned to the source of the voice and saw a woman in a red dress marching over.

Tall and lean, the woman had a pretty face, and many gulped at the sight of her heavy bosoms.