The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

It was Mobius, who had invited Frank here, and he was clapping as he approached Frank.

"Beautiful... beautiful," he said, his accent suddenly free of stammer and smooth as if he were a Draconian.

"Hmph."

Frank snorted coolly. "And here I thought you'd keep hiding. Can't resist showing your face, huh?"

"You're right." Mobius sighed, shaking his head. "I thought you'd all fight each other to the death over the spiritron vein and the Celestial Dew and that I just had to watch in secret. I really didn't expect you to see through my ploy as soon as you came in." Frank chuckled icily. "So? Did you come just to flatter me?"

"No, of course not."

Mobius shook his head, his smile turning sinister and his tone cool. "I would've claimed the bounty on your head along with the spiritron vein and the Celestial Dew, but it seems that you're a very careful person. "And in that case, I'll just have to do it myself."

at Frank's face as he snapped, "Words mean nothing. Either you or I will leave this place alive!"

narrowing his eyes. "Trying to bait me into fighting with my pure vigor,

shrugged-it was his trick in the first

studied enough on the intel gathered on Frank and saw that he would

however-with the waif balm swirling in the air, Mobius was sure that Frank had brocade mite eggs in

if Frank dared to fight him with his pure vigor, he would accelerate the growth

more intense Frank fought and more Frank the further he used pure vigor, the quicker

theory was to buy time, and Frank would be

Frank was chuckling and narrowing his

I'd need

"What..."

eyes widened in shock, Frank moved, disappearing and