The villagers traded glances. "You're the one who set the black bear loose?!""I guess you could say that!" The punk chuckled. "It's a pet, and I was just letting it take a walk when it fell in here. So where did it go?"The villagers were furious. "Letting loose a deadly exotic pet into a populated area?! Where's your conscience?! What are you going to do if it kills us?!" The punk appeared annoyed right then. "What? You idiots look like you're worth a couple mil at best. I have all the money necessary for that!"He was obviously one of those rich kids who had no regard for human life. He refused to apologize despite being at fault too, even mocking the villagers!Naturally, none of them were having it. "You're not apologizing, and you're making fun of us on top of that! Do you think we'd just take this lying down?!""I have no idea, but I'm sure my man has something to say about that!"With just a look from the punk, one of the black-clad men punched the wall.Crack.A long
Jouri was left fuming.She was just trying her best, yet not only was that not acknowledged, but she was also treated like a skank?However, the villagers ignored her as their eyes were all on Frank.They were certainly not close since they had just met, but the man did just save their lives, so they were really not keen to see him get hurt.Still, Frank chuckled. "I understand how you feel, but try to understand—I'm simply feeling a little competitive, and I won't go for the kill for the sake of someone's research."I was getting antsy about that, but since they came straight for me, I'd have to take the chance to let loose!"The punk laughed just as Frank finished. "So that's why you're all unhurt. He really is a marital elite, and he actually beat my bear."But so what? I have all the martial elites I need around me—you don't get to strut! "So, last chance. Take my offer and leave, or die!" Frank smirked. "I'm giving you one last chance. Kowtow and apologize, or you're no
It was impressive that Frank could kill that dragon instantly, but that was all there was to it.There was strength in numbers, and once the punk returned with his friends, Frank was a dead man.So instead of losing, he should flee—there was no shame in running to fight another day.Seeing that the villagers remained unconvinced, Frank snorted. "Go home. I'll deal with this myself!""Do whatever you like. Heaven knows we tried."With a sigh of exasperation, the villagers all turned and left.Since they could not get out on their own, Frank waved, levitating back to the surface.Jouri walked up, pouting. "Why would you still play nice with them? Just use them as cannon fodder for later."Frank chuckled. "It's called the measure of a king. The number of people you can tolerate is the number of people you'd rule. "Sure, they run their mouths, but it's out of kindness too. Should I really take exception to some cheap words?"Jouri nodded. "True. Thank goodness I major in science
Shaking her head, Jouri said, "I'll get someone to move the sculpture. It's going to be difficult to recover the head, though—any trail would have gone cold after so long."Frank nodded. "Just try your best—it doesn't matter if you actually find it. Life's like that."Soon, Jouri's people arrived, but just as they packed up the statue, several Toyota Land Cruisers came bounding toward them.A group of wights alighted—it was the most appropriate term for them, what with their dried seaweed-like skin, droopy eyelids, and lifeless eyes.They were basically limping too, like they were going to keel over at any moment.Their leader was none other than the punk who had mocked Frank earlier, laughing himself silly when he leaned forward and saw that Frank and Jouri were still around. "And here I thought you'd run scared." He sneered. "But you're really flattering yourself, staying here and waiting for me! I won't hold back since you want this so much!" He and the wights jumped down.
From Jouri's perspective, the punk was clearly asking for it.The man in question was standing right there, and would he really spare the punk's life for what he said?No matter how kind Frank could be, he was not one who would allow his enemies to rally and recover!"Oh, so you're not going to yield?"The punk snorted and waved. The wights promptly flashed their tattoos, conjuring eight evil dragons that took to the air, blocking out the sun!The villagers who saw that turned pale in shock, while those who knew what was happening were feeling lucky about their life choices.Thank goodness they did not keep trying to reason with Frank, or the punk and the wights would take it out on them too!And yet, even as the thought crossed their mind, a blue light shot up as well, unfurling in the air and dispelling the evil dragons!The villagers were stunned.What had just happened?! Did someone just defeat the stuff of legends?!Those in the know were stupefied, as they realized it
Knowing that he was not getting away, the punk quickly came up with anything in mind just to scare off Frank. "I'm warning you—I have friends in high places! Do you know Pat Quaid? Commissioner Quaid? He's my relative!""Change your name, and someone might believe you!"Jouri smiled in wry amusement. "Sorry, but Commissioner Quaid supports this man. Even if he's here in person right now, he'd never raise his voice against him.""That's impossible!"The punk did not believe Jouri at all. "Pat Quaid is the Shagan commissioner! Everyone must respect him, even the real Lugh Frankton!"Jouri sighed. "Unfortunately for you, Mr. Frankton is not the type who loves to joke around, or he'd just summon Pat Quaid just to crush your hopes."In fact, Jouri could hardly imagine how cathartic it would be to see Pat there, behaving so humbly around Frank."Alright, let's go," Frank said and advanced on the punk.Terrified, the punk tried to run, but there was no way he could—Frank easily grabbe
Frank soon returned to the homestay cottage and found Jada and Moxxi arguing as soon as he entered."Perfect timing—Mr. Frankton is back! Let him be the judge of this!"Jada immediately strode up. "I'm not belittling her, but she's terrible at what she does. She doesn't stop to worry about my side, and she keeps getting in my way!"I would actually have been fine if she had meant to do it, but it's not even on purpose. There's just no way an idiot like her should be mentioned on equal terms with me."Moxxi quickly defended herself. "Don't blame me! Don't listen to her, chief—she's messing with my work on purpose and complaining even before I can!"Frank was not interested in their argument, though it was also right to see he could not rein them in.Anyone with a brain could see that neither cared about reason and just wanted to argue, and the winner in such cases would be the louder or even more unreasonable one. As such, Frank's best option was to let them sort it out themselves
"Wait, chief!" Hana exclaimed. "Let's just wait and see. There might be something fishy!"Frank thought that made sense and sat down.Hana liked her alcohol and ordered two cocktails, bringing one to Frank.She had a sip and clearly liked it. "I'm surprised. This cocktail tastes good despite being in such a modest place."Frank smiled but said nothing, just as a waitress arrived, bringing their fries while asking with a smile, "Forgive me for asking, sir, but who's she to you?"Hana could see right away what she intended. "Please don't get the wrong idea here. We're just friends!"The waitress smiled and nodded. "May I have your number?"After all, Frank's good looks could well be iconic, and he especially stood out in a remote place like this.And with the times changing, ladies can be forward even in remote places, and so, she asked Frank for his number.In reality, Frank did not even want to stay, but considering he was guided by the spiritron vein and destiny might be at w