The moon curved like a scythe that night.

Silverbell, as instructed by Frank, was lying in bed and napping, fully dressed.

Suddenly, there was a knock on her door, and Frank soon entered.

"Frank?" she murmured softly, her eyes flashing viciously. "Are we doing it now?"

"Nope," Frank replied, narrowing his eyes as he turned to look at Mickus Salor's room, which was directly opposite Silverbell's. Narrowing his eyes and taking out a voice recorder, he said, "For now, just listen to me..."

Silverbell's cheeks blushed beet red after Frank told her his plan, and she pouted like a little girl. "Do I have to, Frank?"

"It's a diversion-we need to especially distract Titus," Frank said with a dead serious look.

"O-Okay..."

Silverbell held up the voice recorder and tried what he had asked her to. "Ah!"

Frank frowned a little. "Again. Put some feeling into it."

asked, but he still shook his head,

have the experience..." She eventually

think that she, the chief of the Martial Alliance, was forced to do something like this! Even if things were

"In that case..."

and suddenly pushed her

hand, wrapped around her slender waist, started to

"Ah..."

and though Frank was not

set the voice recorder to play while letting

felt herself go limp for

shot Frank a glare of grief as he released her

was even ready for it, but he had done

harder at the

what happened between them back at Sage Lake Sect, when she had not been thinking straight because

she could

thought almost left her out

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