The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank was really not interested in having too much to do with Farek. "You've done nothing terrible, so leave right now. It won't do to lose your life here."

"Insolence!"

Farek, however, mistook Frank's kind advice for provocation.

Incensed, he drew his cleaver and leapt forward, slashing at Frank.

Frank started to turn his head aside to avoid it, but in response, Farek angled his cleaver horizontally toward his neck.

As such, Frank dropped to a crouch and launched a kick aimed at Farek's stomach. Farek dodged it, however, and was left frowning.

He laughed amazing, as one would expect of the martial elite who had slain White Raven!

"I definitely have the right place. And you can still fight... So let's do this!"

Holding his cleaver with both hands, Farek swung it at Frank's brow, and Frank sidestepped it.

an oncoming punch from Frank. But the punches kept coming, and he had to use

to dodge, Farek misplaced left foot and

him, slamming

enough to leave Farek dumbfounded he would be dead if he

so strong that he could

had clearly more than overwhelmed Farek-in

were certainly rejoicing that they picked the right side. Even if their group sent the others

to do!" Farek exclaimed after pushing himself to his feet and hesitating for a

the type to be messed with and had a reason sparing his

at Frank's mercy, Farek could only ask

me the rest

from Frank's voice. "I must warn you-they aren't to be trifled

of them is a match for you if you fought one against one, but you don't

coolly. "Don't worry about it.

seeing you," Farek replied, bowing his head

the first time I've ever seen Farek being afraid of