The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

And yet, Frank managed to dispatch Bald Eagle in just a few moves. How did that even make sense?!

"He's no pushover. Let's go together-don't fall behind now!"

The brat led the charge this time, facing off against Frank with his deer-horn knives while the hag and Goldilocks cut off Frank's escape.

Frank simply smirked. "Don't you know that the weirder the weapon, the harder you fall?"

The brat was not letting up, however, watching Frank closely while signaling subtly at the hag and Goldilocks.

Both women waited for their chance, with one aiming her palm while the other kicking toward Frank's vitals.

When Frank vaulted past them, the brat's knives were waiting where he would land... but the brat swung and missed.

"It's been a while since I broke a sweat!" Frank chuckled, flexing his arms.

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goading that brat to come to my hill with words alone. Otherwise, I really don't know if I can

They're all one in a

his jaw dropped as Frank easily dispatched his opponents, although he

flat on his back. His eyes rolled up in their sockets, while he bled profusely from every orifice like he could die at any moment. That was too much... four martial

was his way of applauding Frank. "I've always thought that no one could match me in potential or

"Not bad, not bad..."

much better than I thought, and almost can't bear to

coolly. "Don't you care if your

you're nothing! Now don't oppose me if you

you want to fight, then fight. Why

it! Don't blame me

with his single arm outstretched, launching it

audibly and crashed loudly on the ground, leaving Frank grinning