Sif kept bellowing, "You, Vicky Turnbull… Everyone around you! None of them will be spared, I swear!"Her threat left Frank incensed, and he turned to bellow at Jet, "You heard that, didn't you?! Aren't you blackguards supposed to protect the Turnbull family?! Sif is threatening to hurt them, and you're just standing there?! Is your brain smooth or something?!"Jet, however, remained unmoved. "That's your personal grudge against Ms. Lionheart. I'm afraid you've made the wrong move if you're planning to use us against her.""Shit!" Frank bellowed furiously, wanting nothing less to round up the Turnbull blackguards and burn them. "You're not going to fight back even if your enemy has a blade against your neck?! When are you going to do it—after they stab you half to death?!"His words did not sway Jet at all, and he even shook his head. "The blackguards carry out orders of the Turnbull family—not you, a person of no consequence. If I were you, I'd really stop flailing around like you
"Shut the fuck up!"Sif almost choked at her bodyguard's suggestion and pointed at the oncoming thugs. "Do they look like they wouldn't hurt me?! You know what's going to happen if you leave me!"The bodyguard scowled miserably at Sif's threat.He really could have gotten away if not for the dead weight that was Sif.Naturally, he would not dare to leave Sif either, because it was a death sentence even if the thugs somehow spared Sif.Even as the thugs charged toward them menacingly, he could see that he would not survive this either.He steeled himself and whipped out his weapon. It was death either way—so be it!Naturally, the thugs cut him into mincemeat in an instant.Just then, several cars screeched to a halt nearby, and Jet and the Turnbull blackguards leapt out, turning around when they saw the commotion."W-What's going on here?!" Jet bellowed."None of your business! Fuck off!" Frank bellowed at them right away, his heart almost caving when he saw that the Turnbull
"Hux… Nevermind."Frank grinned—he certainly could see that Hux was ready to flee. "You won't regret this.""Oh, I hope so." Hux flashed a terrible smile before fleeing with his men, leaving Jet and the Turnbull blackguards, and what remained of Sif and her bodyguards.Jet charged toward Frank right then and seized Frank by the collar as he bellowed, "Who were those people?! Tell me right now!!!"He would not be surprised if the fallout of Sif's death fell upon him and the Turnbull blackguards, since no one would believe some thugs passing by would suddenly murder a Lionheart.If anything, they would be further convinced it was the Turnbull blackguards, and Frank's move had undoubtedly landed them in hot water. None of them could explain themselves, especially if the Turnbull elders questioned them!"Hahaha…"On the other hand, Frank was laughing gleefully at Jet's flustered face, shaking his head. "Used to being a loser, aren't you? Do you think everyone's the same as you sucke
As the head of the Turnbull family, Glen could certainly see through the agenda of the elders and executives in his family.Being businessmen through and through, they simply had no intention to go to war against the Lionhearts, if only to protect their precious money and estates.Even if war was inevitable, they would try to delay it as much as they could.Unlike them, Glen had already come to understand that it was no more than a slow death, but those elders and executives were just that rotten. They would rather die than lose their money, and such was the corrupt nature of businessmen."You can go," Glen said, waving Jet off. "I'll see to it myself."Jet bowed and turned to leave, while Glen returned to his seat, taking a deep breath.The Lionhearts had more than overreached, but his family was still a mess. All of them were just too busy prioritizing their wealth that they could not stop for a moment to stand united against the Lionhearts.As a dynasty of business folks, t
Meanwhile, at Lionheart Residence in Morhen, Titus was pacing around, holding a book and reciting the text.It was the punishment his father had sentenced him to—he had to commit to memory fifty tomes of ancient scriptures before leaving his room.And Titus accepted the punishment without complaint."Terrible news, Mr. Lionheart!"Just then, Luigi, one of the family's stewards ran into his study, crying out panickedly.However, Titus only waited until he finished the verse he had been reciting before finally turning toward Luigi. "What is it?"In contrast to Luigi's flustered reaction, Titus remained impassive, his thoughts inscrutable."Sir, we've just received word from the Soranos," Luigi cried mournfully. "Lady Sif has been killed in Jundo Showtown!""Killed?" Titus's eyes flashed coolly as he looked at Luigi. "Tell me everything.""So, the Turnbulls conspired with Frank Lawrence and the South Sea Crow to abduct Lady Sif before, and she wanted revenge. She contacted Blackr
Titus' gaze was dark as he spoke coolly, "The worst thing to do in disputes between dynasties is to seek petty revenge. It ignores the big picture, causing more friction and obstructing any attempts at alliances."Snorting, Titus continued, "But I'm not the same. What I'm doing is to set my chess pieces in my place and wait to make my move. As for Sif, even if she succeeded, all she'd manage is to exile the Turnbulls from Morhen. And is that really a cause for worry for them?"Luigi the steward was actually confused. "But they're one of the Four Families of Morhen now. If they're exiled, wouldn't they lose the title?""Wrong."Titus smirked. "The strength of the Four Families of Morhen is more than what you see. Let's take the Lawrences for instance—their Morhen residence is dilapidated and neglected, but you'd be naive if you claim that they are not one of the four."Looking up, Titus' gaze appeared distant. "Each of the Four Families embodies horrific strength, which not everyon
The black-clad man then asked, "What should we do, Mr. Lionheart?""Stay calm," Titus replied. "Just find out what he came back for, and tell my father about this—warn him to be careful.""Understood." The black-clad man nodded and disappeared with a puff of black smoke."The Lord of the Southern Woods…" Titus then murmured to himself, "Don't tell me he's dying soon? But it isn't the time for that yet…"-Meanwhile, at Turnbull Estate, Vicky regained consciousness around noon, and Frank was checking on her facial injuries.It went without saying that his medicinal paste was highly effective, as the cuts on Vicky's face were already scabbing. At that rate, she would make a full recovery in this."Frank, do you think I'd have to live with this?" Vicky asked as she kept looking at herself in the mirror.Though she sounded relaxed, Frank could see the hint of worry in her eyes. "Maybe."Vicky flinched right then and turned to find his sly grin."Hmph!" She snorted, throwing a p
Naturally, it was none other than Jet, followed by many Turnbull elders and executives."What do you think you're doing, Jet?!" Vicky snapped furiously, while quickly picking up a veil to cover her face.This was her room—who would ever stay calm if they had their door kicked open?!It was fortunate she was wearing clothes. What if she and Frank were up to some hanky panky instead?!Despite her fury, an old man nearly the age of Vicky's grandfather strode up, barking, "We're here because of that prick!"The man was Tamon Turnbull, brother to Vicky's grandfather and whose branch family was assigned to Jarden.And despite his age, he was full of vigor—and spite for Frank.Both of Tamon's sons strode up too, pointing at Frank and snapping, "How dare you kill Sif Lionheart?! Get down on your knees right now, and come with us to apologize to the Lionhearts!""Exactly! Prepare yourself!"As the other Turnbull elders and executives started yelling at Frank too, Vicky leapt in front o