The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Whatever the case might be, Frank had just saved Massam's life. What would people think of her if she still held a grudge?

"You don't want to owe me, do you?"

Frank suddenly asked. "Don't worry, you owe me nothing. Everyone would just say that I'm horsing around too much, so they won't mock you.

"Moreover, you carry the reputation of Princely Sword School on your shoulders. How could you allow shame to overcome your pride?"

Frank's words set ablaze Massam's competitiveness.

It was true-she could definitely set her pride aside for the sake of Princely Sword School. She laughed. "Well, you asked for it, brat. This isn't my fault!"

And with those words, she launched two sword beams from her fingers, and Frank smirked as he dodged to the side.

Amusingly, Frank held back as much as he could while he retaliated, ensuring that he did not send everything he had.

Even so, Massam could not do much against his attacks and lasted only ten blows before feeling overwhelmed.

handful of blows at her level, she said, "I'm going all out now. Don't blame

you want. A gentleman never bickers with a

who held back because she was a

launched two

but Massam closed in

her attacks did not have an effect on Frank, she started drawing hieroglyphs between her eyes, ready to burn her vigor to project

she suddenly paused at

absolutely frustrated, seeing that she had the advantage and stopped at the very

back-why are you stopping?!" "Wait, did you fall

however, as she

sneering and not moving, clearly aware why she had stopped

you think that I'd win if I used the blood sword? That's just wishful thinking! He can nullify my blood sword even without the help of his

me never to overestimate myself and always keep a bearing on reality-to know who

is a person we should respect. Hell, we could all die for it, but the glory of Princely Sword School is already gone. In that case, why should I push myself