With the advantage in hand, even Titus' tone was no longer polite as he growled, "Get down on your knees and kill yourself, Frank Lawrence, and I'll let you have a pretty corpse."

None of the bodyguards he brought were pushovers. Even Frank would have a hard time fighting over a hundred of them, and to make things worse, Titus was a full-fledged Birthright rank elite, while there were over a dozen other Birthright rank elites among his bodyguards.

There was certainly no escape for Frank, but he simply chuckled. "Hah! And I was wondering how impressive you'd be, Titus Lionheart, when you're already proving overconfident on our first meeting. Also, sending this many people against one man? Don't you feel embarrassed even if you did manage to kill me?"

"A lion goes all out even when huntring a mere hare." Titus sneered, not about to underestimate Frank because of his gloating. "I know you Lawrences, and we'd never win without sending in all we have. Dignity matters not for me when it comes to eliminating my enemies once and for all."

"Heh..." Frank chuckled despite Titus' words. "And you brought them all from Morhen, didn't you? I'll admit that they are all good men too, but haven't you heard this saying?"

"What?" Titus raised a brow.

laughed icily.

he tapped the dial button on his

Bang!

were suddenly kicked open for the

weapons charged inside, with their leader bellowing, "I'm

roguish-looking thugs, each of whom were incapable of controlling their

hundred thugs?! Did you just want to make me laugh?! My bodyguards don't even

think you'd hold your against the Lionhearts with these hoodlums? What's the point of numbers if they're weak? Did you get kicked in the head by an ass? You really don't understand the full

Wilburt was snorting nearby, folding his fat arms before his chest

elite, and Frank only sent

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