Jan smiled faintly, "He's arrogant, but he's strong. Right now, your objective is to save your strength and subjugate every Turnbull at the central ballroom, and rise as the new head of the Turnbull family. No loose ends." "Yes, sir." Rob Turnbull nodded, saluting Jan in turn before leading his men away.

Before he did, he leveled a cold, murderous look at Frank as if his fate was sealed.

Soon, the doors of ballroom three closed with a loud bang, leaving just Frank and Jan.

And seeing that there was no one else around, Frank looked up and asked, "So, the challenge issued by the South Sea Crow-that was you?"

"Indeed." Jan nodded and grinned. "You need an appropriate excuse if you want to claim control over a big cake like the Turnbulls, don't you agree?"

"Where is she?" Frank demanded, narrowing his eyes.

Glen had told him the challenge was the South Sea Crow's own writing, meaning that it was definitely Ciaran Zobel.

And Jan had her.

"I've dealt with her."

she no longer holds any worth to us, us Lionhearts

never heard anything from his fellow apprentice for so long, and why she never rendezvoused

had captured her, once

Did you think us Lionhearts could abide

"We've found out a lot

"You asked for this!"

he no longer held back, his Five-Peat Archaeus erupting resoundingly right

the shape of a warrior wearing silver scale armor, carrying a sharp

was attacking and smiled as

black shield materialized in front

kill you as per the agreement, no

Jan's growl, the black shield that repelled Frank's blow assumed the form of a black lion, over a hundred meters in length and breaking through the roof

did the same, breathing black

the black lion that appeared behind

breath. Let's get out

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