Frank ignored Sally and called out to Sadie and Ida.

Both ladies were thrilled. "Are we going to fight, master?"

"Yes, we are the remaining six of The Plough, in fact," Sally answered sarcastically.

Both Sadie and Ida frowned-one against six was really slim odds...

That was when Sally added, "That's not all either. Your mentor is challenging The Ploughs at the headquarters of an enemy. Just watch out and don't get captured, or you'll end up as slaves."

Sadie and Ida were left totally confused right then, with Sadie asking, "Why charge into the lion's den alone, master? I think you could win in a single duel against any of them, but it has to be on our turf." "Exactly." Ida tried to reason with Frank too. "You must never underestimate how cutthroat those people can be. It'd be terrible if we ended up bungling this."

Sally merely snorted. "Do you really have no idea what your mentor is like? No one ever gets to change his mind!"

them since they were not as strong as Frank. When

on the other hand, once a mentor, always a mentor-if Frank had not taken them in, they would be left

nodded. "We're

"The hell?! You just met

"You don't have to worry

that and started

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creatures. However, the place had certainly seen development,

was a huge square that stretched over thirty meters, where five weirdly-dressed people were warming up. Axel

I necessary? There are plenty

shitless, huh? Why don't you stop and think for a moment-can two fists beat four opponents? We'll take him down

A middle-aged man with a hawkish nose agreed. "It's true that Lugh Frankton has beaten our fraternity twice and shouldn't be underestimated, but weren't they all just riff-raff? I'm not trying to

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