The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

"A curious balance..."

Frank hung his head-the phrase itself was indeed curious.

To everyone else, Frank's father, the Lord of the Southern Woods, was a hero who subdued all of Talnam by himself.

But in reality? Even Frank could not put his finger on it.

Even as he ran into a ton of trouble through the years, he had the feeling that his father was playing an elaborate game of chess. And Frank himself, as well as Silverbell, the chief of the Martial Alliance, were both just pieces in his game.

No one could tell what Godwin Lawrence and Fenton were actually up to, even as Frank was now increasingly aware that both geezers were not as down-to-earth as they looked.

While it was a pain to think about that, Frank was not bothered since he did not believe his old man would hurt him.

As such, he prepared to deal with his problems at hand instead.

looked on, he took out the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom that glimmered with an eerier

hesitation, he peeled off one the five petals and closed his eyes as he refined the healing essence

at the center of his palm, and after some

a bang as the essence of the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom struck Frank's meridian nexus, and their Audi was sent swerving, almost hitting the

turn that Frank's cheeks were flushed, and he was sweating all over his

toward the wooden box in surprise, more or less realizing that Frank was

had wanted the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom because it was pure animus in nature, which would suppress the pure anima fetus inside

she would

Screech!

vigor churned in Frank's meridian nexus, even with

anyone else in the driver's seat, the Audi

man in a BMW

flamboyantly and sat beside the middle-aged man was snapping at Madfist too. "Don't drive if you don't know

"Guh!"