The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

It was impressive that Frank could kill that dragon instantly, but that was all there was to it.

There was strength in numbers, and once the punk returned with his friends, Frank was a dead man.

So instead of losing, he should flee there was no shame in running to fight another day.

Seeing that the villagers remained unconvinced, Frank snorted. "Go home. I'll deal with this myself!"

"Do whatever you like. Heaven knows we tried."

With a sigh of exasperation, the villagers all turned and left.

Since they could not get out on their own, Frank waved, levitating back to the surface.

Jouri walked up, pouting. "Why would you still play nice with them? Just use them as cannon fodder for later."

Frank chuckled. "It's called the measure of a king. The number of people you can tolerate is the number of people you'd rule.

"Sure, they run their mouths, but it's out of kindness too. Should I really take exception to some cheap words?"

Jouri nodded. "True. Thank goodness I major in science and not politics, or I'd be played like a fiddle."

smiled but said

said, "By the way, try not to kill the punk and the friends he'd bring. I'd like

else to do anyway... why don't we keep going and see if there's anything fishy

"Sure!"

the narrow passage and

lost paradise. Mountain flowers bloomed and the grass was a happy green. With the birds singing under the bright blue sky, it was a healing sight, to say

"Look!"

the canaries at all as

closely resembled the one he saw in

a closer look, he

story: a sagely

the mortal realm. After he died, his remains were left in this

mused. "Is that so-called sage one of the people who carried

it out

Jouri and Frank followed the markers and arrived before a

and the roof

light ahead, where a stone sculpture with remarkable

went up and studied