The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

Chapter 267

The Dixy Land was in the southern part of Paramount. It occupied ​​2,400 acres of land, as stated in the official data. But those who had been in Sector E would never believe the numbers.

Looking down from above the sky, one would find a narrow line that bordered Sector E from Sector A, B, C, and D in Dixy Land.

The valleys were populated with woods and thickets, rivers, and streams. At times, you would find dexterous or sluggish animals exploring on the grounds of the land.

In the heart of Sector E, there was a white building hidden in the depths of the ancient and lively jungles.

In an office situated in the most Northern part of the building, someone was knocking on a dark iron door.

"Come in." An orotund voice sounded inside the room.

Creak! The door opened.

A young man with an average build entered the room. He bowed and said, "Director, a moment ago, I have received a news that a D-rank member was assaulted by another member during a hunt."

The owner of the room was a stern-looking middle-aged man with grey sideburns. Hearing that a member was assaulted, he probed while raising his head, "Who and how?"

The young man gave an awkward look and said, "It was an E-rank member who got assaulted, and the reason for the assault was a fawn."





















"A fawn?" The middle-aged man looked rather surprised.

After a pause, he narrowed his eyes to a crinkle, " Well, it's no big deal. You can handle it. If anyone is not happy with my decision, let them go and resolve it themselves."

"The E-rank member wants to take the fawn along with him." The young man replied simply.

"Absolutely not!" The middle-aged man refused at once, "Although we have secured ourselves a reputation in society, some troubles are unnecessary. We shouldn't get stained in the pit."

"What do you mean, Director?" The young man didn't quite understand his meaning, "According to the comrades of the D-rank member, the E-rank attacker employed a freakish technique on him. He can incapacitate a person with just one gaze."

An Able-ist? Dam* it! The middle-aged man scowled, and his face turned gloomy.

He deliberated for a while and said in his low voice, "Inform Flint and have him deal with this matter. The fawn must not leave the compound no matter what."

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