And with that, Pax breathed a sigh of relief. "Now my work here is done!"That was when Alda asked in curiosity, "Wait, so you sent your hired thugs to vandalize Golden Lily and set up an elaborate obstacle course for Mr. Frankton just to test if he has the disposition to lead the Cerulean Summit Legion?"Pax smiled and nodded. "Their first commander is my ancestor, and it's our duty to surrender our authority should a man of Mr. Frankton's caliber show up."I'm not going to lie—I'm no angel, and I tried to keep the Cerulean Summit Legion to myself. My ancestors naturally considered that and ensured that even if I had the emblem, I can't make the legionnaires my errand boys. Since it's useless to me anyway, I'd rather let your boyfriend have it."Alda understood right then and was surprised that the guardians of the spiritron vein lasted over a thousand years!Still, Pax turned toward Frank and pursed his lips. "A last reminder: being chosen by the spiritron vein doesn't necessari
Meg heard Kiki and wheeled on her right then, pretending to be furious. "What was that? I guess you don't want this month's pay?"Kiki rolled her eyes, but she could only pout as she was afraid to breathe another word, leaving Meg smiling in amusement.And seeing that Kiki was that amusing, Alda teased her. "Ms. Quill doesn't have much of a sense of humor, so you've proven yourself by making her laugh. Why not take up a career in comedy?"Kiki could not even challenge Meg, let alone the heiress of the Ingram family.Hanging her head, she muttered, "Surely you're joking, Ms. Ingram."Alda smiled in wry amusement. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you, and Lugh is around too. He'd never let anyone bully those beneath them.Kiki pouted. "Would he find out if you two worked together in secret? And I'm not as close with him as you two are to him."With that, Kiki excused herself, or she might snap at the two powerful women if she stayed."That brat… all she ever does is play aroun
Meg shoved Sadie in annoyance. "It's called attraction—tell me, who wouldn't be interested in your gorgeous mentor? Don't you think that I don't know about your intention to jump him too." Sadie shrugged. "Even if I do have such intentions, I never once took action, unlike you, playing the blushing maiden while barely keeping your libido in check. What even is that?"As the two ladies joked around, Frank decided that it was boring for him and went upstairs.Before he got to the top floor, however, he heard Ida Cahn breathing heavily, as if exerting herself.There was another person breathing, but he was calm and steady—he was a martial artist like Frank, and a good one at that.Surprised, Frank quickly kicked open the door to find Ida lying prone on the floor, clutching her throat. Even so, her blood was seeping out from between her fingers as if someone had slit it!Beside her stood a thirtyish bulky man who was around Frank's height, holding a short sword with blood trickling
Peerless Jackt explained, "You wouldn't know this, sir, but I began my journey as soon as you procured the ring. I was late, however, because Pax Jaric did not pass you the emblem, and I had nothing to prove who I said I was."Things are different now, though—Pax told me he gave you the emblem, so I had to come see you. Anyway, I'm yours to command, be it as a messenger or a fighter. If you don't trust me, we can go together to meet the other deputies. It's only right as a formality, while it would also stop me from issuing fake orders in your name."Frank shook his head. "I want nothing. The legion should just stay hidden—that's all I ask for."As she spoke, he tore a chunk of his shirt and walked up to Ida, intending to bandage her.Still, Peerless Jackt strode up before he could, whipping out a small bottle of potion. He poured it over Ida's wounds, and that healed her injury visibly!"Shit, that's amazing!" Ida exclaimed in surprise, candid as ever and not bothered by the fact
Frank shook his head. "I don't get it either. Has there been any precedent?"Peerless Jackt smiled wryly. "All I know is that the hero in the tomb murals was the only one who obtained the power of the Shagan spiritron vein before. It doesn't tell us anything else, and we could only make deductions according to those records."He must've been able to bestow that power upon others at will according to the murals, if it hasn't been altered before."Frank nodded—with all said and done, the only thing that they got out of this was the fact that Peerless Jackt had no idea how to control the Shagan spiritron vein."Doesn't matter," he said. "Given the current situation, every legionnaire must stay away from Shagan. Stay safe in your respective locations.""But you're our master!" Peerless Jackt argued. "How could we allow you to face danger without doing anything about it? You've seen what I can do, and many of the legionnaires are on my level—we can beat those metahumans! Let us aid you
Frank flashed the emblem he got from Pax. "It's a mysterious group called the Cerulean Summit Legion. Their duty is to protect the Shagan spiritron vein and to serve the one it chose."Ida laughed. "Protect the Shagan spiritron vein? It would've been a domesticated kitten if you never came."Frank glanced at his ring and laughed along with Ida.That much was true—according to Peerless Jackt, the ring's actions were its own.Its purpose was simply—to use Sally, allowing its own functions and influence to improve further.Like Sally had put it, being chosen meant immortality, but it did not expect Sally to outwit it, stealing its energy instead of helping find a new master.Despite its humiliation and cursing Sally, everything proved futile, and it was up to Frank to clean up the mess."What good is immortality anyway?" Frank asked, staring at his ring.The ring glowed in a myriad of colors right then, as if to tell Frank how beautiful and diverse the world was, and that immortal
Frank ignored her and called Peerless Jackt, who quickly answered. "Have you arrived, sir? I'll arrange for someone to receive you right away!""Yeah," Frank replied and hung up.Seeing that, Clara scoffed. "What, have you remembered the name of the executive who's supposed to receive you?"Frank ignored her and went over to sit on the couch right then.Clara followed, standing nearby and waiting quietly to see how long Frank would keep pretending.Honestly, bragging that he was taking over the Jarics' estate… How delusional! Was he not worried about biting his tongue with such a big fat lie? He had the looks, but what was the point? Looks did not get you such an expansive family estate, especially for a young brat. If anything, he looked like a mook and not the person who was said to have inherited the Jarics' estate.Soon, the floor manager arrived.Seeing that Clara was just standing quietly near Frank without even offering tea, she strode up and snapped, "What are you doin
Clara spaced out for a moment but soon turned to leave with tears welling up in her eyes. She would certainly fawn all over Frank if she could do it again, but regrets really were inconsequential.Ms. Lewitt then went up to Jada, ready to ingratiate herself. "Don't worry, Ms. Turin. I will—"She did not expect Jada to slap her before she could finish, snapping, "Get out!"Ms. Lewitt was left clutching her cheek in disbelief, until her left cheek started to swell and burn.Despite her haughty demeanor, Jada never laid a finger on anyone—this meant she was furious!As for Ms. Lewitt, she had no chance of keeping her job!On the verge of tears, she sobbed, "Please, Ms. Turin! Let me stay… Let me keep my job!""Let you keep your job?" Jada snorted. "Even if you're innocent, don't you have responsibility for the people working under you? Not only is Mr. Frankton important to us, but what would people say about us when they find out that we're just a bunch of sycophants?"Their compa