Frank was convinced, but he still worried about Helen's safety.
As such, he set the rule that she must stay put at Nash's cottage, which she agreed to eagerly.
It appeared that she was pleased that she was allowed to stay.
As for Luna, Gina, and Cindy, Frank had Hux Darman'’s people escort them back to Riverton, in case there were still Talnamese prowling in Morhen.
When all of that was done, Frank finally had the tto gather his confused thoughts.
The first of his concerns was what Talc had told him.
Somehow, he started to see a strange, vague connection between Draconia's leaders, Talnam, his father, his mother's death, and even the massacre
of Mystic Sky Sect.
And judging from his father and Fenton's reactions, Frank had the feeling that the mastermind was someone even his father—the Lord of the
Southern Woods himself—would never challenge.
In that sense, Frank now had a feeling that his old man was scapegoated for the massacre of Mystic Sky Sect.
However, what on earth was the agreement between Draconia's leaders and Talnam?
Frank was left irritated because he simply could not make head or tail of it.
At the stime, he felt danger—because of his lack of ability.
He may have completed Birthright rank and even boosted himself briefly to mid-Ascendant rank with the Death Eater, but he could not win against
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtanyone above that.
As such, he has a pressing need to improve, ideally up to Ascendant rank. At that point, no Ascendant rank would be a threat to him.
That said, there were only two methods to improve.
The first was to train as he usually did, and wait for his pure vigor to solidify in tand improve beyond the bottleneck of his present rank.
However, that was too slow—and right now, Frank did not have the tto wait.
The second, however, would be costly.
He would consthe spiritrons from every form of nature's wonders, forcing open his meridian nexus and accumulating copious amounts of pure
vigor for his improvement, just like he did before.
Not only was this method expensive, but he needed bucketloads of natural wonders, which the rich and important had a monopoly over.
In short, even money could not get Frank those, unless...
It was an idea Frank had for a while—the accelerated growth method that Hundred Bane Sect was said to have.
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"I guess | have to subtly gather natural wonders while | hasten my training."
Either way, it was a helpless situation for Frank—he was a rare talent in Draconia, but his injury had cost him three years, where his cultivation only
deteriorated.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmStill, while he was absorbed in his thoughts, he received a call from Abel Loggins.
"Hello? How can | help you, Mr. Loggins?" Frank asked politely.
He was nice to Abel since he would eventually be moving to Morhen, and having sconnections would help him establish a firm foundation.
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Lawrence," Abel said a little
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In other words, Abel was asking Frank to make a trip.