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.

would lose in another handful of blows at her level, she said, "I'm going all

at me all you want. A gentleman never

absolutely loathed anyone who held back because

she launched two sword

dodged both, but Massam closed

started drawing hieroglyphs between her eyes, ready to burn her vigor to

she suddenly paused at the

seeing that she had the advantage and stopped

hold back-why are

them, however, as

not moving, clearly aware

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

myself and always keep a bearing on

but the glory of Princely Sword School is already gone.

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