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?!"

busy wondering, Conan, the owner of the

his guests when he saw the fire and was going to try putting out the fire

as he brought the bucket of water, the fire was already extinguished. Frank strode up, asking, "What's the cause of the

snorted. "Who are you? Why should I

if not for me, and

laughed in his face. "You're kidding. You put out the fire alone? And I don't

glowered. "You're out of line, and I hate it when people try to

so we're going to

up to him ready to grab Frank's wrist! Naturally, he

Conan exclaimed in

did not even give him the

left gaping and speechless-Frank knew that if he did not assert himself the man would never have answered him

that Frank could fly, and then land without

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