The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank chuckled. "I've really underestimated you kids. I didn't think you were this good, but I'm curious how you'd feel if you were killed by your own weapon?"

With just a thought, the combat knife was suddenly its original size again and aimed straight at the lanky man.

Even though the lanky man kept chanting his incantation, the knife refused to respond and inched toward him.

Terrified, the lanky man stumbled backward before tripping and falling!

"H-How did you do that?"

Frank shrugged. "Beats me. I just knew I could, so I did.

"You, on the other hand... It's neither learned nor something you're born with, but it was granted to you, am I right?"

The lanky man laughed. "Don't get so full of yourself. Do you think that's all I can do?"

As he reached for his belt, a woman stopped him. "Quit embarrassing us. You lost -your cheap tricks are never going to work against that man. We need to work together... All of us."

"Work together?! Against him?"

lanky man could hardly believe his ears. "All of us?! Against

yet to work together-just a handful were needed even against

did this brat get the honor of having all of

every single one of us, but he's far stronger than what someone his

instantly and be mocked for it, but

beckoned. "In that case, why

and returned to his position, chanting an incantation

minutes,

themselves formed and

the middle-aged man who

a dead man, but my

kid-but you're nothing

really like to ask... Do you feel regret? Regret that you came to face

might actually lose if you played this

"I never regret anything, let