The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

If it were up to Frank, he definitely would not spare them.

"Cut the crap! Just die!"

The members of White Tiger Hall were ready to attack Drea.

Frank held up a hand, stopping them. "She's done very well. If your peer didn't insist on causing trouble, would there be a reason that he'd be decapitated? Understand the situation and leave, or I'll make you!"

The members of White Tiger Hall traded glances.

They feared the might of Mystic Sky Guild, and even more so the horrific powers that Frank wielded.

Afraid to cause further trouble, they had no choice but to leave.

Drea was laughing after them. "That bunch is famous for being vengeful. They may look like they're living in silence, as if beaten, but they would come for their revenge eventually. You'd best be prepared!"

"Don't worry about it." Frank chuckled and turned to leave.

Drea hurried after him. "That woman just called you Chief Frankton. I guess you're from another group? Not bad, kiddo—I'm surprised you have connections as well! Though do tell... what's the name of your outfit?"

"It's just a humble group called Mystic Sky Guild."

"Mystic Sky Guild... You're kidding!"

Like the members of White Tiger Hall, Drea had heard the name too, as they were an invincible group... in Shagan, at least.

She certainly did not expect the chief of said guild to be this young and powerful, though it was not surprising that Mystic Sky Guild was described as a colossus lurking in the darkness.

"By the way... how did you find out about my condition?" Drea asked, curious. "And you cured me without even asking about the situation."

"Being able to save you means I could kill you anytime too, so I won't worry about it!" Frank said and suddenly stopped. "Why are you following me instead of going home?"

Drea giggled. "To ride on your coattails!"

Frank smiled in wry amusement. "I would've believed that if it were anyone else, but not you! Do you need a favor, perhaps? Just tell me what it is—I won't refuse as long as it's righteous!"noveldrama

Drea smiled, shaking her head. "It's no big deal-it's just a rule of Skybill School Should there be someone who treats the injury of one of us, said one of us would have to marry the healer. So..."

She trailed off, too embarrassed to finish, while Frank smiled in wry amusement. "You're kidding,

met

woman. What year is it that you'd

still have to play with this trick? Also, what if the healer is a woman? Are you marrying her too?"

Drea shrugged. "That won't do, but the issue here is that you're not a woman! Moreover, the rule only applies if I'm willing, and as it happens, I'm really into you. So..."

"Nope!" Frank promptly stopped her he was no angel, but he would not get that far.

Men could be lustful, but they should still do it the right way. Exploiting a vulnerable woman was a no-no!

"I don't care, I'm coming with you!"

Drea pouted, suddenly just a shade of her girlboss demeanor. "Kill me if you want, or I'm clinging to you 24/7!"

Frank was absolutely exasperated.

However, considering that Drea was not at all strong, her lone vigilante campaign would get her into trouble eventually.

So, he decided to compromise. "Fine, you're allowed to follow me just don't do anything out of line."

"Also, this doesn't mean I agreed to marry you. We're friends and only friends, understand?"

Drea was puzzled. "They all say that

only idiots don't seize providence.

And I have both looks and wealth,

but you're still not interested? Even if you have more babes than you can count, who would complain about having one more?"