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."

Frank's face as he snapped, "Words mean nothing. Either

bait me into fighting with my pure vigor, so that the mite

the first place, and lying about

enough on the intel gathered on Frank and saw that he would not win in a

swirling in the air, Mobius

if Frank dared to fight him with his pure vigor, he

more Frank the further he used pure vigor, the quicker

to do in theory was

confident look, however, Frank was chuckling and narrowing his eyes. "And

I'd need to use pure vigor against

"What..."

disappearing and reappearing before him in an instant.