NovelHubMeg 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.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThere 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 down from its edge.
Color returned to Ida's pale cheeks when she saw Frank returned, and she withstood her pain just to jeer at the man. "Y-You're done for!" The man ignored him and turned toward Frank. "So you're the famous Lugh Frankton? Can't say I'm impressed-you have nothing going for you aside from your good looks." "You're the one who hurt her?" Frank asked coolly.
"What, do you want payback? I'll give it to you straight—you'd never measure up to me!" As soon as he finished, the man swung his short sword at Frank, who leapt aside.
"Sword aura?" Frank was at once surprised and delighted.
To think that someone this powerful existed in a quiet place like this! He leapt toward the man, who seemed to already know that he would not win.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe swung his sword as he leapt backward, launching terrific shockwaves that sliced into the wall as Frank dodged everything with relative ease.
He simply could not reach Frank, even as Frank caught him by the neck once he got close! Clang! Suddenly, the man dropped his sword, throwing both hands up.
"Stop! I surrender!" he exclaimed. "If I really wanted to slay your apprentice, I wouldn't have waited for your arrival. Surely you can tel that I have the strength to send her head flying, but as you can see, her injuries are superficial!" Content belongs to en.kikistoriesFrank was ready to kill, but the man spoke so quickly and soundly that he swiftly convinced Frank, hence saving his own skin. Easing his grip, Frank asked, "Who are you?" Instead of answering, the middle aged man rolled up his sleeves and spread his palms, indicating that he meant no harm. Then, he walked up to and tapped on the emblem hidden in his pocket. Content belongs to en.kikistoriesA blue light flashed and flew into the ring before flashing in a red glow that shrouded the man.
A dragon tattoo on his left shoulder seemed to calive right then! "You're a descendant of a Cerulean Summit Legionnaire?" Frank asked.
He had no idea how any of this worked, but the resonance of the emblem, the man's tattoo, and the ring indicated that this man must be a member of the group that Pax had mentioned. Content belongs to en.kikistories"Yes, I am. Peerless Jackt, at your service," the middle aged man replied, dropping to one knee and bowing his head.
Frank raised a brow. "How did you get here so quickly?" The moment he obtained the emblem, he had a feeling that descendants of the Cerulean Summit Legion would soon be coming to him.
He just did not expect them this early!
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