The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank shook his head. "I don't get it either. Has there been any precedent?"

Peerless Jackt smiled wryly. "All I know is that the hero in the tomb murals was the only one who obtained the power of the Shagan spiritron vein before. It doesn't tell us anything else, and we could only make deductions according to those records. "He must've been able to bestow that power upon others at will according to the murals, if it hasn't been altered before."

Frank nodded with all said and done, the only thing that they got out of this was the fact that Peerless Jackt had no idea how to control the Shagan spiritron vein.

"Doesn't matter," he said. "Given the current situation, every legionnaire must stay away from Shagan. Stay safe in your respective locations."

"But you're our master!" Peerless Jackt argued. "How could we allow you to face danger without doing anything about it? You've seen what I can do, and many of the legionnaires are on my level-we can beat those metahumans! Let us aid you!"

Frank shook his head. "I can deal with them alone, and it's a new era-no one is a slave to anyone's will. You're all free, and you're of no help if you can't take good care of yourselves."

Peerless Jackt did not press the issue at that point and changed the subject. "Well, you should at least sign the transfer agreement-don't worry, there won't be any issues. I've checked through the terms, and our people have infiltrated the Jarics' interests and businesses for a while to know how things are going.

to our doom, but the boy is a fine businessman and made a lot

was left unsure how

Even before he used up that money, however, he had somehow acquired a major enterprise without really doing anything-not many would enjoy such luck, to be honest. Peerless Jackt then pressed, "If you're not interested in the management side of things, that's fine too-I'll have people take care of it,

you. Also, remember to allow the legion a split of the profits. It probably won't be much, but it's a token of my sincerity and to ensure that everyone wouldn't have to scrape out

was actually speechless-was Frank really the

fighter, ready to dispatch Peerless Jackt as

to be the first

Cerulean Summit Legion! Not only were they left to their own devices, but when they got desperate for money and sold the medicine that they were given, they

certainly did not

legionnaires? I'm giving you a number, and tell the person that m asking for her to arrange for jobs for

he was asking Frank for too much. "You've done more than enough! You don't have to go

as Peerless