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?"

Man was slowly backing away,

pride and ambition, thinking that they are peerless, only to

wounded Drunken Moon, growling cool, "So that's why she didn't care about anything I said she had the protection

standing at his side. "These boys are all my fellow apprentices-even if they aren't as strong as I am, I'm sure they have a realistic chance of winning if they

And you said you're without a match? Why are

chuckled. "Don't be childish, priestess-I'm good, but not indestructible. It's only natural that I should never let down my guard... As for reputation, history is written by the

chuckled, nodding. "You're right, but not entirely in the end, justice

to her feet while pulling

healed itself,

Lanky Man scowled. "I'm surprised you can heal others on top of

up your cowardice with pretty words. Fight if you want, or kneel and start begging. Why talk

Man's fellow apprentices flying into

tip of the needle in response, and it

Bim! Bam! Smash!