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.

period dramas, with a crest and small font underneath that

legion that served

the eye, but she did not

that case, that would make the legion an irregular military force from

his head. "History texts lie, Ms. Ingram! Who would bother to record a legion of less than three thousand in

the emblem,

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

forget-I'm a miracle worker. I can deal with anything he does," Frank assured her, fearlessly taking

Pax might be ruthless, but he would not resort to such

the spiritron vein and spent three years putting the

vein, however, as the king had died a year before the discovery. "Rumor has it that the spiritron vein was

quest was abandoned, and when the new king found out about the founder king's superstitions, he decreed

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