The demisage did a double take before laughing silly while looking at Frank like he was stupid.
After all, Frank could have destroyed him without a scratch. It was only natural the demisage was shocked that Frank was such an idiot he would challenge his ward instead!
"Did you know who taught me that ward?" The demisage gloated. "It was my mentor—a man more powerful than you'd ever be!
"Let me put it to you this way—this ward would consume even a tank! That said, you don't have to worry about your girl. She's quite a looker, if nothing else!"
Frank smirked. "Did you know that if you want to win a lady over, you must conquer her with sheer power? Schemers like you aren't at all attractive to them!"
With those words, he spread his arms, feeling the strange energy surging around him.
The demisage was right that his mentor was powerful, and this ward was new to Frank.
He would not even shy from saying that every opponent he ever faced might not beat this ward either, and one could tell from that how strong the demisage's mentor had been.
"Guess your mentor's not around?" Frank asked just then. "I'd be pleased if I could fight him."
The demisage smirked. "Sorry to tell you this, but he's still alive. He just isn't interested in showing his face due to certain reasons.
"Moreover, the likes of you are beneath him. Why don't you plan your next life instead?"
Frank pushed for a moment but soon asked, "You're not blind—can't you tell the situation already? If I'm really that weak, would I still be fine even now?"
The demisage blanched at Frank's words.
After all, he was too busy mocking Frank that he was not even paying attention—how the hell was the brat still alright after that?
"Allow me to perfect your master's technique!"
Frank laughed and stamped his foot on the ground, and the ward expanded!
The demisage was left dumbstruck—what the hell?!
Not only was his ward ineffective against Frank, but Frank had even taken control over it?
Frank allowed her free rein while chuckling. "If your followers knew how much of a pervert their priestess was, I'm sure their faith would break."
Drunken Moon flushed, but her hands never stopped. "If they know, so be it. I'm only human and possess the same desires one should have.
"Moreover, is there any way to resist a man like you?"
Cutting to the chase, she pushed him down on the bed, when someone knocked on the door again.
Furious, Drunken Moon punched the bed into splinters and bellowed, "Who is it?!"
Frank got out of bed and opened the door, only to find that it was the bellgirl once more, with an exasperated look on her face.
She did not want to ruin things for her priestess either, but there was no helping it when they needed Frank.
"Sir, someone's asking for you downstairs," she said with a sigh. "He's saying that he's here for revenge!"
"Revenge?" Frank was puzzled.

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