While Frank did not believe in luck, he realized that luck was part of a person’s strength—who knew, maybe he really was lucky.

Even as he thought that, Alda came running. “We have trouble!”

“What is it?” Frank asked, sitting up.

Alda pointed at the distance, and Frank narrowed his eyes to see that there was a fire near their homestay cottage!

He did not hesitate to fly down the mountain, waving his hand and extinguishing the fire right then.

The cottage that had caught fire was just a wall away from their cottage, and theirs would have caught fire too if he did not make it in time!

And while theirs did not catch fire, Frank’s instincts told him that something was fishy.