Frank smiled and nodded. "Ladies like you are rare these days."
Drunken Moon snapped her fingers, grinning. "That's exactly why we need to work hard to eliminate all the terrible women. There
would be more good girls that way, don't you agree?
"I'm not out to make men happy—just to set a standard for my fellow girls. Not everything is black and white, since anything can
be relative. Even if men were all gone, bad women would still be bad women. Don't you agree?"
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Frank nodded in agreement.
Thirty minutes later, the stout Mr. Creston sat up on the bed, clearly startled.
Frank, who was watching from a bird's eye view, was caught by surprise—how did that man sense his presence?
Still, he understood when he saw that Mr. Creston was holding a gleaming yellow talisman.
Shock soon turned to curiosity as Frank thought most street geomancers these days were conmen, but somehow, a working
talisman was there right in front of him.
Hence, Frank made up his mind to find them right then.
"I know you're near!" Mr. Creston shouted just then and pressed the talisman over his forehead, looking around warily. "I got this
talisman from a powerful shaman. You can't hurtwhen | have this!"
Frank smiled in wry amusement. "I'll admit that the talisman is good enough to help you detect my presence, but so what? Did you
really think that it'd work against me?"
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Even as Frank's voice resounded from every direction, Mr. Creston flailed his arms but simply could not reach him.
Soon, Frank even plucked the talisman off Mr. Creston's head, waving it in front of him and asking, "How does this thing work? Yet
another trick that | can't imitate—how interesting."
It went without saying that Mr. Creston was astonished.
Damn it. the geomancer made it clear that the talisman would work against all malice. but Frank waspletely fearless against
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