The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Within 20 minutes, a group of hooligans armed with steel pipes and machetes barged into Silver Goblet Bar and surrounded George and the others.

The beautiful woman screamed in horror, but George and his lackeys did not even flinch.

“Punk, aren’t you quite… quite arrogant? Keep on being arrogant if you have the balls!” The young man said triumphantly.

Then he looked lecherously at the beautiful woman hiding behind George.

“If you apologize to me now and let me have a good time with your woman, I can… I can spare you…”

George burst out laughing after hearing this.

“Little b*stard, I don’t care if you’re a rich heir or the son of a rich businessman. You won’t live to see the sun tomorrow if you offend me!”

armed with weapons barged in from outside

only ordinary hooligans, compare to Dorodo’s

weapons were either steel

defense soldiers held a crossbow. On top of that, there were hundreds of city defense soldiers, and

smug earlier? Didn’t you want me to apologize? Repeat what you just said if you have the balls.” George reached his right hand to his waist,

man was now mostly sober

but his legs were trembling with fear because he did not expect him to summon so

heir, what mattered most was his face. He must not be humiliated in front of all these

you outnumber me? Don’t you know the city defense army can’t enter the city except for special circumstances? I’m calling the sheriffs department right

that said, the young man called

The young man

instantly