The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

It was a fact that Mobius' pride and glee was written all over his face. Even if he could not beat Frank, he remained fearless, even threatening Frank with his connections. And that left Frank very frustrated.

On the other hand, Mobius was standing in the distance, even starting to lecture Frank, "I understand that it's a difficult choice, Mr. Lawrence, but think about it: what do you lose if you surrender those treasures? "Those are all just frivolous medicinal ingredients, but what would you gain in giving them up? It would be the friendship of yours truly and Master Bozad's himself. What is that if not a good thing?" "Friendship?"

Frank snickered, shaking his head. "Sounds nice, but what good is your friendship to me?"

"What good, you ask?"

Mobius smiled in turn. "The good it does is that your family would be safe and wouldn't have to worry about suddenly being killed by assassins."

Frank laughed in resignation, nodding at Mobius. "You're right. I do value the safety of those around me, and you're as despicable as you are cunning."

Mobius nodded in acknowledgement despite Frank's insult, clearly not taking offense, but he was soon stunned as Frank continued. "But if that's what you intend to make me submit, then you're really underestimating me." Mobius gaped. "What are you..."

your master can

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Bang!

pure vigor erupted,

of an eye, and he seized Mobius by the neck

"Oof!"

vice-like grip, his eyes widened in shock and

Was he

of his lungs. "Every last one of you, even in Draconia!" "Let

the window, I'm Frank Lawrence, and d neither cower nor fear any who dares to terrorize Draconia, bet Master

at him from the back, caught it