The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The two Favoni sentries were laughing so hard at Frank's boasting that their stomachs hurt. "Come on, kid. Are you right in the head?"

"Shush, just give it up. Let him live in his own world. Abel Loggins kneeling to him? Pfft..."

After all, Abel Loggins, kneeling to some unknown kid who was merely unusually pompous?

However, Frank was dead serious, smiling as he continued, "If I'm wrong, I will kowtow to you, and you can do anything to me as you see fit."

Then, glancing between them, he added, "But if I'm right... You will both go down on all fours and crawl from here to the front doors of this residence while barking like dogs do. How about that?"

Both Favoni sentries spaced out for a moment, seeing that Frank was serious.

They could actually feel butterflies in their stomach when they saw Frank's vague smile-he was clearly luring them into a trap.

bet was ridiculous in itself

in Morhen,

believe that? In fact, there could not be that many people across Draconia who could even demand such

was just pulling their

long while, one of them eventually gritted his teeth and bellowed, "Fine, we'll take that bet! However, we won't kill you if you lose... Instead, you'll crawl out of Favoni House and bark like

agreed to

sentries feeling the creeps, a

no backing down now, and they braced themselves as

Abel Loggins later, and see

"Heh..." Frank smiled silently.

sentries-the Favonis pride would be crushed too, and they would pay for insulting him

at Edon as he returned, asking, "What was going on