Even in the fraternity, Sadie and Ida were among the weakest.Baldie, however, was quite strong, so Frank had no intention of keeping being a bystander.Still, Sadie hung her head. "Sorry for disappointing you, master.""It's fine." Frank patted her head and walked up to Baldie. "So, who taught you how to fight?"Baldie chuckled. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm just a rogue—though that's still more than enough to handle you!"Just as he finished, he was on top of Frank, launching a thousand rapid punches.Meg was sick with worry—Baldie had already proven that he was good, easily defeating Sadie and Ida who both just took down thirty thugs between them.However, she realized she was being stupid—why would she ever think that Baldie stood a chance against Frank?Frank's pouches were obviously just as quick, but even as his fist collided with Baldie's, every bone in Baldie's hand broke in just half a minute.He was hence left staring at the unassuming youth before him. "Where t
Meg raised her glass and exclaimed, "Thank you everyone for your help, especially Mr. Frankton, for bailing me out twice today. Now let's spare ourselves from talking, and drink up!"With that, Meg chugged her glass, leaving Frank a little shocked. "Are you going to be fine? You drank a lot earlier in the afternoon."Meg smiled. "Someone who works in this business must be able to hold their liquor. Either way, cheers—are you and your ladies going to join me?""Yes," Frank said, raising his glass.Seeing Frank drinking right then, Ida chugged her glass too, since she was not getting away.While she could be openly upsetting, she had yet to drink so much before and a spirit at that—she was left sticking her tongue out from the burning taste."Manners!" Sadie rolled her eyes at Ida."Who are you to criticize me?" Ida smirked. "You're not drinking."Sadie smiled but said nothing, while everyone drank and ate, soon finishing the three bottles of vodka.Spurred by liquid courage, Me
The only response they got was Meg's snores, and Sadie sighed in exasperation. "I don't think she's actually drunk—she's just offering you a chance! Don't hold back now, as they say those who don't seize their chances are the worst."And it's not like she's demanding you marry her—we're all out to have fun, so there's no reason to be chaste."Frank snorted in annoyance. "The way you put it, I can do anything I like with Ida—or even you, if you get drunk?"As Sadie flushed to her neck and turned away, Frank chuckled. "I'm no angel, but taking advantage of a drunk person is not good either. It's just in terrible taste."Sadie nodded in understanding, surprised that Frank would think of it that way.She had really found herself a good mentor!-Unable to find out where Meg lived, they had no choice but to take her back to the hilltop villa.Heading upstairs, Frank cleaned up a room for her before returning to his.It was still early, so he was on his phone instead of sleeping rig
Frank asked, "Aren't you going to stay for breakfast?"Meg winked at him and smiled pointedly. "No, I'm already full."Frank was unsure if he should laugh or cry. "You don't have to trouble Sadie. I'll send you home."It was actually no trouble for Sadie, but there was no reason to volunteer in this case anyway.Leaving Meg with Frank, she returned to the villa, while Frank carried Meg down the hill.Meg's dainty hands were brushing all over Frank as she smiled faintly in satisfaction.Frank shot her a look. "Haven't had enough yet?""There's no such thing as enough."Meg giggled, her expression soon changing into a flirtatious one. "I'm yours from now on. I may work at a bar, but I'm sure you understand that I don't have loose morals… I won't demand loyalty either. Just don't forget about me, okay?"While she did have motives for getting into Frank's pants, she would be lying to herself if she claimed that she was completely detached.Not only was he well-connected, but he w
Frank completely ignored Jouri as she alighted, and he drove off.Nonetheless, Jouri was smiling as she watched Frank drive into the distance. "You really know how to hide, Frank Lawrence… It took me considerable trouble just to find you!"It was obvious she knew who Frank was… or indeed, had set up an elaborate plan for him as soon as they met. The point is simple—she wanted to get in his good graces, what with his vast connections!And for that, she had to show sincerity, pretending not to know him while sending a hottie like Meg straight to his bed.Add a big contract with the Ingrams on top of that, Jouri was really convinced that Frank would soon be her friend, and all her efforts would soon be repaid.-Meanwhile, Frank returned to the hilltop villa and found Sally York seated leisurely on the couch.Nearby, Sadie and Ida were watching the woman who was younger than them.Even if others would have no idea, they were well aware that Sally was the reason they had superpow
Frank ignored Sally and called out to Sadie and Ida.Both ladies were thrilled. "Are we going to fight, master?""Yes, we are—the remaining six of The Plough, in fact," Sally answered sarcastically.Both Sadie and Ida frowned—one against six was really slim odds…That was when Sally added, "That's not all either. Your mentor is challenging The Ploughs at the headquarters of an enemy. Just watch out and don't get captured, or you'll end up as slaves."Sadie and Ida were left totally confused right then, with Sadie asking, "Why charge into the lion's den alone, master? I think you could win in a single duel against any of them, but it has to be on our turf.""Exactly." Ida tried to reason with Frank too. "You must never underestimate how cutthroat those people can be. It'd be terrible if we ended up bungling this."Sally merely snorted. "Do you really have no idea what your mentor is like? No one ever gets to change his mind!"Sadie and Ida traded glances at that—others aside, th
Axel was promptly sweating buckets as his lips turned pale. "Please, Mr. Dutton! That's not what I mean."One-Armed Dutton snorted coolly but flung Axel on the floor as he turned away. "You're really getting presumptuous lately, aren't you?"Even as Axel climbed up, he was flattering One-Armed Dutton. "Don't worry, Mr. Dutton! I'll definitely change—you're all my bosses now!" One-Armed Dutton smiled but said nothing else, just as a youth ran towards them, yelling, "Mr. Hamm! Lugh Frankton has arrived!"At those words, everyone looked down the hill to see a Passat stopping there, with three women and one man alighting.Goldilocks licked her lips and sighed in disappointment. "That's Lugh Frankton? Woah, he's such a looker… shame that you're going to rub that face in the dirt."The hag snorted in annoyance. "Could you stop being such a skank? Quit falling for every man you meet, for starters."The middle-aged man with a hawkish nose quickly reasoned, "It isn't Goldie's fault. Eve
And yet, Frank managed to dispatch Bald Eagle in just a few moves. How did that even make sense?!"He's no pushover. Let's go together—don't fall behind now!"The brat led the charge this time, facing off against Frank with his deer-horn knives while the hag and Goldilocks cut off Frank's escape.Frank simply smirked. "Don't you know that the weirder the weapon, the harder you fall?"The brat was not letting up, however, watching Frank closely while signaling subtly at the hag and Goldilocks.Both women waited for their chance, with one aiming her palm while the other kicking toward Frank's vitals.When Frank vaulted past them, the brat's knives were waiting where he would land… but the brat swung and missed."It's been a while since I broke a sweat!" Frank chuckled, flexing his arms.-At the same time, Axel walked up to Sally, nodding politely. "There's really no one else like you, Ms. York, goading that brat to come to my hill with words alone. Otherwise, I really don't kno
Frank snorted. "Alright, I'm hanging up. I'm getting started over here soon.""Yeah. Good luck," Jouri replied.Hanging up, Frank looked up at the waterfall overhead, and then at Skyler, who was standing beside him. "So? Is it time yet?""Almost… Now!" Skyler's eyes were glowing even as she stared at her watch."Alright."Frank looked up just as the skies abruptly darkened. "Ah, there it is—the eclipse."The sun seemed to disappear, and the world was suddenly shrouded in darknesses.And beside him, a stone door imbued with the power of the spiritron vein also rumbled as it parted."Got it!" Frank rushed inside without another word as soon as he saw it."Hmph. I'm surprised that you could reach this place." A cold, wrathful voice resounded inside even before Frank got a hold of his surroundings.Looking up, Frank found a youth in a black cossack and sporting grey-white hair, standing upon a cliff as he looked down on him.Frank chuckled. "Hehe. Like I said, I've come to kill
Frank narrowed his eyes. "Is that so?'Crane shrugged. "I don't mind giving it to you straight—members of Torrent are actually… Ahem. A part of Torrent himself."Frank paused. "What's that supposed to mean?""You don't get it, do you?" Crane grinned. "Then let me put it to you this way—every member is a clone of Torrent.""A clone?" Frank gasped in realization."Yes," Crane nodded. "That's why I believe that challenging Crane is just suicide. You have no idea how powerful he is—only death awaits you down that path."Frank smirked. "Oh, but I don't think so."Crane rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever—now listen closely. You will find Torrent in the Mystic Trail, but you would only find that place when the sun and moon coincide, and the entrance is beneath the waterfall south of Horton."As he finished, he snorted coldly. "I have no idea if you can actually do it, but I'm hoping you do kill him… Heh. I'm getting tired of being stuck under his control for so long."Then, waving off
Frank abruptly turned, immediately noticing one of the Cranes crouching, ready to spring forward and blindside him."Got you!" He laughed."Hah! You fell for it!"Just as Frank swung a punch to pulverize that Crane, he suddenly burst into pus that splashed at Frank's face."Damn it!" Frank took a step back, surprised that the clone's presence was identical to the real Crane, and a trap on top of that!"Die!"The Cranes around him each whipped out a dagger, all of them stabbing at Frank at the same time."Get off!" Frank bellowed, unleashing a shockwave that sent all the Cranes flying across all directions."Frank! Above you!" Skyler suddenly shrieked."Yes! I'm right here!" A strange laughter sounded above Frank just as he wiped the pus off his face.Crane was suddenly directly above him, launching an aerial kick straight at Frank's head, and Frank had no time to dodge!"Die!" Crane's smile curled into a twisted angle as he saw that too.He was very confident with this kick
"Disgusting…" Skyler murmured through her hand.Despite being skinned and scalped, the women were all still alive and singing to the music that was playing despite their anguish."Talk about a terrible fetish."Frank was scowling too—why were all the members of Torrent such sick deviants? It seemed like his plan to wipe them out was absolutely correct!"So, you killed my clone?"The lanky man on the couch slowly turned to level his bloodshot eyes at Frank.His lips were wet with bed as they curled upward into an eerie smile."Clone?" Frank narrowed his eyes."Hehe. It's a sage art."Crane shrugged as he stood up and wiped the blood off his lips. "It's only natural that you don't understand… Still, you deserve praise. If you can kill my clone, that means you're not just slightly stronger than Ghost."Naturally, the man was none other than the real Crane.Still, as Skyler studied him from a corner, even she could notice the strange twitch of his fingers, and his veins were pro
Even as Crane ran, he was looking over his shoulder, his heart pounding. "No… I won't win in a one-on-one!"No, as long as I get back to my real body… we can do this together!" He frowned, having seen how Frank sliced off the pinkies of those hood rats. It hence quickly dawned on him that Frank was not just slightly stronger than Ghost, as Torrent had put it!"Almost there!" He gasped when he saw the signboard of Pegasus Showtown in the distance. "As long as I get there and rendezvous with my real body, that brat will lose—"That was when he turned and saw that a shadow had caught up with impossible speed."What?!" Crane's eyes almost popped out in bewilderment. "What speed is that?! Are you kidding—"Even as he spotted the shadow, the shadow turned into a youth with an impassive visage.His fist outstretched, he was clearly punching toward Crane's forehead!"Argh…"Even as Crane looked on, the youth's punch slowed down by tenfold, but his fist kept closing in.Then, whe
Seeing Skyler sigh, the tattooed thug presumed that his extortion worked.He strode up, grabbing Frank's shoulder. "No one's gonna help you, boy. Pay up, or you're not leaving.""Exactly! You're not getting away!" the crowd of hood rats hollered. "Last chance."Frank's eyes were cold and fixed on Dani, however. "Are you going to intervene? If you do, you can keep that check. If you don't…""Ugh. Fuck off! I don't care!" Dani spat, her expression smug as she folded her arms before her chest. "Who do you think you are to threaten me?!""Exactly! Pay up, and you can leave!""Yeah! Ten grand, at least!""You probably don't know my boss Wyvern, but when he's here, you won't get away with just ten grand!"Even as the crowd closed in, Frank shook his head. "Well, you had your chance. Don't blame me for what happens next.""You're giving us a chance?! Hah! Who—argh!"Even before Dani could finish gloating, Frank was suddenly in front of her, grabbing her viciously by the wrist."Arg
"Five grand?! Did you hear that?! He just threw five grand!""Must be a rich kid coming here for a secret rendezvous, out of prying eyes? Those types are the easiest mark!""Fuck! And Dani got one of us… It hurts me more than losing at the races!"Frank could hear the buzz around him but ignored it as he strode past the men flanking him and headed toward the street that stank of blood."Stop!" A big tattooed man grinned sinisterly as he intercepted Frank.As his buddies encircled Frank as well, Frank snorted—it seemed that they took his reaction for a sign of weakness and thought that he could be cowed.The tattooed man rubbed his chin as he leered at Skyler's voluptuous figure, chuckling. "Look, boy. I'm short on cash, so let me take a loan. I'll pay you back some other day, how about that?"His friend laughed. "Exactly! You just gave Dani five grand, and we won't ask for more… just four, how about that?"Skyler scowled in turn and glanced worriedly at Frank beside her—was he
Frank himself had just stepped out of the nightclub when his eyes narrowed."Blood," he murmured, his nostrils twitching."Blood?"Skyler sniffed the air, puzzled. "I can't smell it.""It's from the opposite street… I smell the blood of over a dozen people.""A dozen?!" Skyler did a double take.He could identify the number of people who were killed?! That was just ridiculous!"Come on, let's take a look."Just as Frank led the way toward the source of the stench, a woman suddenly came up, catching Frank off guard and throwing herself into his arms."Hmmm?" He looked down to see that she had thick makeup, average looks, and a rather pudgy belly."Argh! He touched me!" she pointed at Frank and shrieked even before he realized what was happening."What?!" Skyler was staring at the woman too, mystified."Oh, sister! You just didn't see it!"The woman kept hollering, pointing at Frank's face. "Your boyfriend grabbed my ass! Is that how you teach him manners?!""Teach him ma
Wyvern screamed even as he clutched the stump that was his hand, screaming so shrilly one might mistake his voice as inhuman."Oh, just shut up." The lanky man glowered and launched a kick, reducing Wyvern into puddles of blood and pieces of innards, splattering all around the lobby. "Argh!!!" the devilish lady screamed as she watched the carnage unfolded."Another sound, and you'd end up just like him." The lanky man turned and frowned at her impatiently."Hngh…" The devilish lady promptly clasped a hand over her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes as she trembled."What the hell?!"Outside, Wyvern's lackeys heard the screams and ran inside, looking for him. "Hey, where's Wyvern?!"However, the lobby was too dimly lit for them to notice the blood and guts scattered around the walls, and they only sensed that terrible stench."Hngh…" The devilish lady was too scared to speak, and tears trickled out of her eyes."Fuck!"One of the lackeys strode up and seized the lanky man