The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Despite Drunken Moon's agility, a needle struck her in the left shoulder after she dodged them multiple times.

Gritting her teeth in pain, she smirked. "I'm surprised you're this strong."

Lanky Man laughed. "It's not just you-I don't know why I'm this good either.

"Ever since I was a child, every person I've met, regardless of age or sect, could never win against me. It's really a pain being so strong-normal folk really wouldn't catch my eye, so I was hoping you'd change your mind, priestess.'

Drunken Moon sighed. "Then it's a shame that you've run into someone you shouldn't, or you might really have gotten your chance at showing off."

And with those words, she chanted her incantation.

Soon, blue light converged and formed a human silhouette.

It was naturally Frank himself in the flesh!

Even as Frank studied his own body, he actually found it interesting-in a way, he was able to teleport.

In that case, would he not be making bank if he worked as a courier or pizza boy?

"Who are you?"

away, clearly

pride and ambition, thinking that they are

about anything I said she had the protection of someone like you. Well, fine... I'll just have to muster my courage and bully you

if they aren't as strong as I am, I'm sure they have a realistic chance of winning if they

you said you're without a match? Why

childish, priestess-I'm good, but not indestructible. It's only natural that I should never let down my guard... As

right, but not entirely in the end, justice always

helped her to her feet while pulling

blew on her wound, which rapidly healed itself, leaving

you can heal others on top of being

"Don't dress up your cowardice with pretty words. Fight if you want, or kneel and start

apprentices flying into a

in response,

Bim! Bam! Smash!