The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

Frank smiled, shaking his head. "No, you misunderstand. What I mean is that she's right. The paranormal, your mystical artifact it all works using the same principle: You're all just a little stronger than the average martial artist.

"However, when you're up against the real deal like me, you're relatively weak and easily dealt with."

Baldie was left flabbergasted. "No, no, no... That's impossible! We're not the same as martial artists. None of you stand a chance against us!"

Frank shook his head. "What you're saying is impossible. Your kind is simply more gifted, while martial artists are less, and that's the only reason you're stronger than most martial artists."

Baldie dropped to his knees with a thud, shaking his head repeatedly as there was nothing more that could tear him up inside.

He had always believed that even if he was not divine, he was still an envoy among the mortals like the priests and monks in fiction. Naturally, he was convinced that the day would come when he transcends his mortality or at least reincarnates as a billionaire.

But in the end, he was just a clown.

like were nonexistent, let alone reincarnation. All that was paranormal was no more than

put you up

dead inside-it was not like

Death was basically permanent, so he should instead put more effort into his

Baldie told Frank everything, Frank sighed. "They're not in Shagan? Shame... I

nodded. "Like everyone else who gained the power of the spiritron vein, you can leave a

and I didn't ask since I don't have the power of the spiritron vein anyway. His name

up-he initially thought that this was a pointless

that case, I believe that we've reached a conclusion. But tell me, how

she said, "Don't worry, all he ever did was subdue monsters like the one

I can't say what would happen