The Girlboss Begs For Remarriage

The motel owner snorted. "You're all so ignorant! It's true that most guns are pointless against Ascendant ranks, but this is no ordinary gun-it's a mystical item refined by a master craftsman.

"Not only are the bullets much faster, the gun's penetration power is even more formidable. I used it to bury many while I was young-even martial elites like you!"

Everyone became restless at those.

However, while Drunken Moon and the others were worried, Frank was actually excited.

Mystic items were a quintessential part of high fantasy, and he might reach a treasure trove through the master craftsman whom the motel owner spoke of.

"Aren't you scared?" the motel owner asked just then, puzzled seeing that Frank was fearless, even smiling.

Frank chuckled. "Why should I worry about a mere toy? Start shooting if you want-I'm sure everyone's busy and has better things to do."

That thing has clearly seen plenty of action and victories, and you

simply spread his arms. "Then

laughed. "Well, you asked for it. And don't worry-once you're dead, I'll show those ladies a good

right then... only to be dumbstruck

dropping to the floor, while

How is

and the middle-aged man

ways that an Ascendant-ranked individual was impervious to bullets-most of them were quick enough to dodge it while the minority were durable enough to be

owner's gun and bullets were supposedly different and could

impossible about it? You're ignorant, aren't

pendant and waved it at him, asking, "Can you tell me who

natural that the motel owner was not in the mood

for Frank to trip him. "Did you really think you're so

but it was true that he