Chet continued, "Do it, and we don't have to keep hiding in Zamri! Now go! That's an order!"

His order clearly carried more weight than Grom's. Moreover, the accomplishment was especially tempting since the other Lionheart martial elites had no idea what Frank was capable of. On top of that, it was a fact that they had the advantage in numbers, whereas Frank's abilities remained to be seen.

And with Chet name-dropping Sil Lionheart, after hesitating for a while, the Lionheart martial elites except Grom made up their mind and encircled Frank.

They should just give it a try now-if they failed, so be it!

"Chet Jonas, you prick!" Grom bellowed.

He loathed Chet so much he could kill him right then, as only he knew that this was undoubtedly suicide.

Chet simply sneered at him in turn and growled coldly, "Quit trying to play up your importance, Grom. I will be telling you once this operation is over! Just you wait!" "You're going to tell on me?!"

Chet's unbelievable attitude left Grom laughing despite himself, and he turned to leave right then. "Tell all you want-I'm not playing your game! See you around!"

Chet simply looked on, not stopping him and only snorting. "What a coward!"

when a quiet laughter echoed. "You're leaving? Have you asked for my

his whole body stiffened as he felt the violent death aura surging toward

that he would die

elite in the room, he could clearly feel that none of them could stop Frank if he unleashed even a single iota of his vigor. As such, he paused and eventually

"M-Mr. Lawrence, I apologize-"

finished, his head blew up

the room, while the rest

"What?!"

"Gasp...."

the Lionheart martial elites

were left dumbstruck

was the strongest among them, having advanced far

he was dead, just

kept smiling and watching them in turn, never lifting

martial elites felt

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