The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 1806



"Such a shame."

Mobius sneered under the moon's glow, wiping the blood off his lips.

Then, searching and taking the spiritron vein from Mr. Shrode's body, he nodded in satisfaction. "Along with the Bloodcrane Spiritbloom that Huub Droitner mentioned, my master will transcend mortality."

"Guh..."

Mr. Shrode was glaring from the floor even as he watched the spiritron vein being taken away. He raised a shaking hand to snatch it from Mobius' grasp...

That was when it happened.

Feeling a numbing sensation in his neck, Mr. Shrode strained himself to lower his gaze and found a swarm of black bugs crawling out of his chest.

It was a harrowing sight, and when Mr. Shrode saw it, he realized that they had entered his body when he drank Mobius' wine.

"Guh..."

Nheless, Mr. Shrode could not speak as his throat was chewed through. He could only watch helplessly as more of those bugs crawled out of his body, eventually devouring him.

In less than ten minutes, nothing was left of the living, breathing person on the floor-not even a drop of blood.

Early next morning...

"What? The Lionhearts were the ones who told the Martial Alliance?!"

Frank was shocked.

He was chatting with Silverbell after breakfast, when she told him that she came because the Lionhearts had tipped her off about the presence of the heretical geomancer.

The Lionhearts were actually a member of the Martial Alliance and had considerable influence. As such, a tip from them had to be taken seriously, even sending out their chief to investigate.

Still, while Silverbell was neutral toward the Lionhearts, Frank considered them his mortal enemies.

In all likelihood, the Lionhearts were

aware of Frank's connection with Silverbell as well. That in turn made Frank suspect that this was a ruse that the Lionhearts were setting up to eliminate him and Silverbell. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

It certainly fit the Lionhearts' style, which was why he and Silverbell must stay on their toes from here on out.

"Oh! You've really come, Mr. Lawrence!"

Just as Frank and Silverbell were having breakfast, a smiling blond foreign businessman approached them.

Frank had an idea who he was but asked nheless, "And you are...?"

"Haha. I'm Mobius-one of Yohan Bozad's close confidants." Mobius nodded before turning toward Silverbell. "And this lady is..."

"Silverbell, my sister," Frank quickly answered to stop Silverbell from exposing herself.

Silverbell was taken aback but soon caught the hint.

"Hello, Mr. Mobius." She smiled and nodded.

"Hello." Mobius smiled, even joking in his broken Draconian, "You should keep both eyes on her, Mr. Lawrence. There aren't many ladies as beautiful as your sister here."

Frank waved him off and chuckled, his eyes narrowing. "Let's keep things short, Mr. Mobius. I've brought what you've asked for, and in exchange..." "Oh, that's not an issue." Mobius nodded.

While he was perplexed that Frank was ready to talk shop right in front of his sister, he was not all that worried, smiling as he took out a piece of red cloth.