"And that's the gist of it."

Two days after Frank had that run-in with Thousand Isles Guild, Silverbell, the chief of the Martial Alliance, personally came to Zamri.

Frank then told her the entire story of what happened, and after some thought, she concluded, "Well, they got their just deserts."

"Now, that's a little unfair since I'm at fault too."

Frank sighed, shaking his head in regret as he sipped the tear Silverbell brought. "That martial artist wouldn't have been killed if I had intervened earlier." "About that..."

Silverbell sighed. "Although Thousand Isles Guild is one of our close partners, their reputation has suffered a blow as one of their members has committed murder in public.

"Naturally, Thousand Isles Guild would compensate the victim's family, so you don't have to blame it on yourself because it wasn't your fault."

"But aren't I the fiance of the chief of the Martial Alliance?"

Frank shrugged and smiled. "As such, the Martial Alliance could be considered half my asset, so don't you think I'm a part of this?"

"Frank..."

cheeks flushed at Frank's

reveal your true strength unless it's absolutely necessary-like how you showed that your strength

a double

now, he was not afraid of his old enemies who massacred Mystic

in a hurry to settle old grudges, thereby maintaining a weird ceasefire in

the Transcendent rank for good, he would go after them and

plan, though Silverbell's

"Well, because... Urgh."

have to tell me

in Silverbell's eyes, but she soon giggled and rubbed her eyes. "Oh, by the way, I came with good news too. It turns out that participation numbers across the different Martial Alliance branches were uneven. As

Love

into a single joint qualifier zone, with four berths

qualifiers?" Frank

had too many participants that only two

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