Frank shook his head. "Probably not. Someone was concerned that he would expose their secret and therefore poisoned him. It's too late for him anyway-let's go see Pax." Searching around the room, Frank soon found the hidden button to escape the underground passage and headed to Pax's room.

To Frank and Alda's surprise, Pax did not run despite knowing that danger was coming, even smoking as he sat on the couch.

His goons and girlfriends had long since disappeared from the oncoming threat.

"You're not afraid of me?" Frank asked, curious.

"What's the point? Would that help me kill you?"

Pax smiled. "I must admit that I misjudged you-I thought that you were no different from those martial arts fanboys, but you're actually a real champion. It's no shame that I'd lose to you."

As he finished, he reached into his pocket, glancing at Frank as if asking for permissions in case Frank would attack preemptively.

Frank eventually nodded, and Pax whipped out a palm-sized metal tablet that he placed on the table.

in period dramas, with a crest and small font underneath that read: the Cerulean Summit Legion of the

legion that served

could see that there was more to this emblem than met the eye, but she did not

make the legion

Ingram! Who would bother to record

passed Frank the emblem, but

cunning as he was vicious-who knew if he had coated it

miracle worker. I can deal with anything

just as he expected, Pax might be ruthless, but he would not resort

the Tarren dynasty grew up hearing stories about the spiritron vein and spent three years putting the Cerulean Summit Legion together. They were decreed to

the time they obtained the secret of the spiritron vein, however, as the king had died a year before the discovery. "Rumor has it that the spiritron vein was keen to entrust its profound energies to

out about the founder king's superstitions, he decreed

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