Chapter 162: The princess Has A Prisoner

"What is a soul fruit," Edwin asked, his breathing getting lighter thanks to Dilise's effort.

"Hmm," Seth hummed, seeming to be in thought as he spun the drink in his glass around.

"Soul fruit, let's say any item that can strengthen one's soul, you know that inner thing that gives the body life," Seth said, lifting his hand and pointing a finger at himself, trying to make sure Edwin truly understood what he was saying.

"I understand what you mean by soul, but as I said, I don't know anything about this soul fruit".

"Oh, that's rather unfortunate, seems she's going to be attending to another knee," Seth said, his eyes moving to Edwin's one good leg, the man gritting his teeth in frustration.

"I said I don't know what you're talking about" Edwin roared, but Seth didn't seem to be listening to him as he just continued observing the man's leg while he finished the drink in his glass.