The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Sylvie certainly could not have told her that the mutant centipedes that were so insignificant to Frank were such horrors to the average person.

Meanwhile, the tomb raiders were feeling pessimistic. "W-What about him? He had to be poisoned."

"Don't worry. He's not just strong-he's a healer too," Sylvie bragged proudly as if she were Frank himself.

Frank smiled in wry amusement but dropped to a crouch and put his hand on Red Shirt's shoulder.

Soon, Red Shirt jolted awake, crying out as soon as he did, "I-I'll leave! Please don't kill me, please!"

The others quickly assured him, "It's fine, boss!"

On the other hand, Frank asked, "What's wrong?"

Red Shirt was panting for a while and took a moment to calm down before saying,

that

tomb raiders

been exploring tombs for so long

something different about this tomb than the others, that

noticed that Sylvie remained unaffected and were left

not count, since he possessed great power and had no reason to be afraid, but what was the deal with Sylvie? She was obviously normal like the rest of them, and having emotion but not feeling fear just did not make

sneered. "That's because I have a clear conscience. If yours are clear too, would you be this scared of the dark? Just consider it divine

can't get a proper job. Hell, I know other tomb raiders who are worried

tomb raiders nodded repeatedly, though they did not necessarily believe that Sylvie was

very close out ink, and he would help them for Sylvie, even if it was against

like to have a

tomb raiders took out some rations from

at it but did not take

worry! It's not poisoned!" A tomb raider even took a bite, presuming