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.

just like the ones seen in period dramas, with a crest and small font underneath that read: the Cerulean Summit Legion

this a legion that served the

than met the eye, but she did not remember

make the legion an irregular military force

would bother to record a legion of

Frank the emblem, but

vicious-who

anything

he would not resort

Pax began telling his tale. "The first king of the Tarren dynasty grew up hearing stories about the spiritron vein and spent three years putting the

the king had died a year before the discovery. "Rumor has it that the spiritron vein was keen to entrust its profound energies to the

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

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