As soon as Frank and Madfist arrived in Bralog, they were greeted by the billboards and roadside banners. Every single one welcomed the arrival of foreign guests to an exhibition of Draconia's culture, with Droitner Inc. being specified as the chief sponsor. Frank smiled-what a coincidence, as this really spared him from having to search for them.

He asked a random pedestrian about the location and headed over right away.

In Frank's mind, Huub was a dead man, as Frank would make him pay for all the atrocities he had committed in Zamri.

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Meanwhile, Huub was stirring in bed when he received a call from one of his goons. "Mr. Droitner, we've received word from Lanecorp that Frank Lawrence is heading to Bralog with the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom."

"What?!" Huub was more delighted than surprised, and he laughed heartily. "I'm actually shocked... he's bringing it straight to me! Oh, what sincerity!"

However, his goon was instead concerned. "But don't you think it might be a trap, sir?"

"A trap?"

Huub chuckled coolly. "And how many people did Lanecorp send?"

two... Frank Lawrence and an old chauffeur, and I

not help laughing again. "And you call that a trap?

"Oh..."

trailed off awkwardly, as what Huub said made perfect

also sensed something unusual about Helen's

goon was basically threatening them

did not sound frustrated at all and sounded so aloof, as if she was merely

said, "Mr. Droitner, Ms. Lane

Huub's

Frank Lawrence." "She believes in Frank

frowned as he wondered

longe while he decided that Helen could only mean

clear that she had changed her mind, as she believed Frank did not steal

convinced that Huub had brought a fake Bloodcrane Spiritbloom

besides the point now, as Huub now

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