The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Silverbell appeared embarrassed even as her fingers tightened around the steel bars, hanging her head as she murmured, "The Martial Alliance is no longer the informal outfit it was before, sir-we now answer directly to Caius Laine, the Mayor of Morhen. Even if we expanded over ten times in scale, with our influence reaching across Draconia, we're..."

"Hahaha! Isn't that a good thing?"

Madfist chuckled. "Kid, do you remember the oath I took up?"

Silverbell looked up in surprise, tears welling up in her eyes as she recounted, "This is the Martial Alliance. As guardians of peace in Draconia, humility is our honor, and chivalry is our code. May our enemies fall and our people rise above." "Good, good..."

The old man smiled. "It seems this old man's oath is at least remembered. Good... Good..."

Frank stood outside the cell as well, having heard the exchange between Silverbell and Madfist, a wistful look showing in his eyes as he looked at Silverbell's lonely expression.

"Guardians of peace in Draconia, huh?" he murmured to himself.

after subduing the Yimmels in Bralog, Frank had been staying in Cologne Court, training and resting-basically leading an easy life without a care for the rest of the

relaxing, Lady Silverbell, the chief of the Martial Alliance, was facing

felt like he was

than to avenge his mother and

matured considerably and now wished to protect those who were close to him. But what about

had to

to follow him around was now the chief of the Martial Alliance, with plenty weighing down on

or replicate the time they had together when she followed Frank around, but Frank knew for a fact that she was

always staying with him, even when she was deceiving him for the spiritron

Frank feeling a weird bitterness and guilt at the

an earnest smile at Draco. "Mr.