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."

"Since she no longer holds any worth

went ablaze right then-so that was why he never heard anything from his fellow apprentice for so long, and why she never

Lionhearts had captured her, once again

Did you think us Lionhearts could

a lot

"You asked for this!"

skipped a beat when he heard that name, and he no longer held back,

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

not surprised that Frank was attacking and smiled as

a black shield materialized in front of him, repelling Frank's

the agreement, no one said we can't dismember your limbs

black lion, over a hundred meters in length and breaking through the roof of

and the black lion did the same, breathing black pure vigor that incinerated

see the black lion

breath. Let's get

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