"We'd even take menial jobs—you'd need people to wash your clothes and groom you first thing in the morning, don't you? Let us do it for you... I'm begging you!"

On one hand, the hag feared death.

On the other hand, the hag wanted to reach Frank's level as well and therefore brazenly dropped to the ground, kowtowing endlessly in hope that Frank would be gracious.

Frank simply sighed. "People never realize their mistakes until death comes calling, huh? Just wondering-would you remember those words if the tables turn?"

The hag nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, of course! And you'd have to at least give us a chance, don't you?"

"And what about the ordinary folk whom you've hurt?"

The hag quickly said, "It's all too late for them. It's not like we lose anything anyway!'

"Really?" Frank asked in annoyance. "Funny, I could say the same about you!"

As the hag was left speechless, Frank said, "Alright, then tell me where are the people carrying out your jobs?"

lit up—just when she thought

a chance for her,

on a document before handing it over to Frank

it, skimmed through it, and

but she did not dare to flip out

course!" Frank

was

already done everything he said, but he was

hag exclaimed. "We're your people now-how could

better than you are. I'm not about to take people like you under my name and tarnish my own

as realization struck the hag, she cried, "Y-You

"Tricked you?"

puzzled. "When have I ever

moment, the hag understood the same thing

traditional sense of the term, at least, as he was much more cruel than

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