The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

"What's going on here?" Frank asked. "Could this be the assassin codenamed The Vulture? Well, he certainly arrived fast!"

The Ghostly Six nodded. "He does call himself that, but he's not the image of an assassin we have in mind. He's really weak too—a small fry, in every sense of the word."

Hearing them, the man on the floor bellowed, "Who are you calling a small fry?! I'm just unlucky to have run into Ascendant-ranked martial artists like you.

"I'd win against anyone else... Yeah, you, pretty boy! I could tell right away you have nothing going for you-why don't you fight me?"

The fact that the Vulture was not resigned to his fate, even challenging Frank, actually made everyone laugh.

For his part, the Vulture still had no idea how powerful the pretty boy he thought to be incompetent was.

Presuming they were scared, he smirked. "Just admit that you're going to lose anytime you like. To be fair, you've won anyway, so you could kill me right now... but if you do, you'd never defeat me."

Frank smiled in wry amusement. "I'm surprised you're so... civilized. I'm sure you've been operating on foreign soil, too?"

The Vulture smirked and nodded. "It seems you know a thing or two. But you see, courage and knowledge aren't related-someone who only mouths of it is truly beneath mention!"

Frank sighed and gestured for the Ghostly Six to free The Vulture.

Despite regaining freedom, The Vulture did not attack Frank right away and took his time flexing his wrist while saying, "A duel it is—a battle for man against man. Anything goes, but you'll allow me to leave freely if I win. How about that?"

Frank nodded. "And what if I win?"

"You can do anything you want with me, but just know that it's impossible!"

The Vulture was brimming with confidence and beckoned at Frank, seemingly not minding a handicap.

Frank merely responded by making the same gesture, leaving The Vulture furious.

He would not be upset if the Ghostly Six had done it-after all, who was Frank compared to them?noveldrama

The gesture was an obvious mockery, and that meant death!

His temper getting the better of him, The Vulture abandoned his pride and leapt toward Frank.

For Frank's part, it was a rarity to meet such an idiot.

He therefore refrained from using his telekinesis and full strength and fought The Vulture with basic movements.

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some rallies.

Amusingly, it turned out that Frank had given The Vulture too much credit.

He was holding back as much as he could, but The Vulture was overwhelmed anyway.

By the fourth hit, The Vulture fell!

"H-How are you so strong?" he gasped.

Frank smirked. "Who do you think I am? Some weakling like yourself?"

"W-Who are you?" The Vulture could not resist his curiosity just then.

Frank smiled and said sonorously, "Tell him!"

"Chief! Chief! Chief!"

The Ghostly Six, Ezel Lark, and Jada were all chanting.

If someone else were listening, they would be taken for a bunch of kids.

Only The Vulture remained silent as fear gripped his insides.

Never could he have known that he had challenged the chief of Mystic Sky Guild directly!

If he knew this would happen, why would he even bother fighting Frank in a single duel?

He could well drop his masculine pride and only challenge Janice Zahn!

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those beneath you. How hypocritical can you get?"

Vulture wanted to argue but could not manage a word.

After all, Frank was stronger, and that made him right.