Frank ignored the hag and asked, "How many people do you have?"

"It doesn't matter," the hag growled coldly. "They're plenty enough to deal with you."

Frank nodded and sat cross-legged, closing and resting his eyes while saying, "Go on. Call for them."

The hag was curious. "You're only in your twenties-wherever did you get that confidence?"

Frank chuckled. "You can identify a horse from a donkey by making it run, as they say."

The hag would like to end him right there. But considering that this was an opportunity to train, and they were all safe with her around, she decided to play along and called for everyone.

Soon, over a hundred people dressed like the hag arrived. All of them were ugly or had birth defects, which paints quite the amusing picture.

strode up, studying Frank in interest. "Oh, quite

coolly,

middle-aged man did a double

judging me by whether I've killed people? No way! Are you really convinced that you're some deity of justice

middle-aged man laughed in contempt, everyone else joined

has suffered such contempt! We have no choice but to quarter

no intention to play. You heard them either I quarter

spread his arms, and blue

the dazzling gleam, she was laughing "Do you know the difference between you and the world now?! There's mysticism aside from martial

ignorant now? Hahaha! This is

middle-aged man's

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