The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage novel Chapter 2508

It was impressive that Frank could kill that dragon instantly, but that was all there was to it.

There was strength in numbers, and once the punk returned with his friends, Frank was a dead man.

So instead of losing, he should flee—there was no shame in running to fight another day.

Seeing that the villagers remained unconvinced, Frank snorted. "Go home. I'll deal with this myself!"

"Do whatever you like. Heaven knows we tried."

With a sigh of exasperation, the villagers all turned and left.

Since they could not get out on their own, Frank waved, levitating back to the surface.

Jouri walked up, pouting. "Why would you still play nice with them? Just use them as cannon fodder for later."

Frank chuckled. "It's called the measure of a king. The number of people you can tolerate is the number of people you'd rule.

"Sure, they run their mouths, but it's out of kindness too. Should I really take exception to some cheap words?"

Jouri nodded. "True. Thank goodness I major in science and not politics, or I'd be played like a fiddle."

Frank smiled but said nothing.

After a brief silence, Jouri said, "By the way, try not to kill the punk and the friends he'd bring. I'd like some living specimens."

"Don't worry!" Frank chuckled. "So, there's nothing else to do anyway… why don't we keep going and see if there's anything fishy ahead?"

"Sure!"

Jouri and Frank walked through the narrow passage and eventually reached the exit.

There, they found themselves staring at a lost paradise. Mountain flowers bloomed and the grass was a happy green. With the birds singing under the bright blue sky, it was a healing sight, to say the least!

Frank leaned in for a look, but there was no mistaking the runes!

Jouri then took out the ring and slid it on the left ring finger of the sculpture, but nothing happened.

Frank sighed. "Guess we need to recover the head to find out what secrets are hidden in the sculpture."

Jouri nodded. "Judging from the cut, it's been hacked off for a while. This would take some effort!"

Crack!

Just as Jouri finished, the sculpture shattered into a million pieces, piling neatly on the floor.

She smiled in wry amusement. "What the hell? Did someone expect that we'd come and decide to enchanted the sculpture, splitting it up so that someone with the spiritron vein's power could easily move it?"

The sculptor must have some foresight, anticipating even this!