While Frank did not believe in luck, he realized that luck was part of a person's strength—who knew, maybe he really was lucky.

Even as he thought that, Alda came running. "We have trouble!"

"What is it?" Frank asked, sitting up.

Alda pointed at the distance, and Frank narrowed his eyes to see that there was a fire near their homestay cottage!

He did not hesitate to fly down the mountain, waving his hand and extinguishing the fire right then.

The cottage that had caught fire was just a wall away from their cottage, and theirs would have caught fire too if he did not make it in time!

And while theirs did not catch fire, Frank's instincts told him that something was fishy.

"Shit, it went out on its own?!"

was busy wondering, Conan, the owner of the cottage, arrived with a bucket

was going to try putting out

water, the fire was already extinguished. Frank strode up, asking, "What's the cause of the fire? A

you? Why should I tell

be on fire if not for me, and your losses would be

laughed in his face. "You're kidding. You put out the fire

and I hate it when people try to frame

suspicious, so

to him ready to grab Frank's

kid! You've got some moves!" Conan exclaimed in

even give him

landed, Conan was left gaping and speechless-Frank knew that if he did not assert himself the man would never have

he thought, Conan was absolutely shocked that Frank could fly, and then land without

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