The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

“Help yourself. I’ll smoke a cigarette and relax. It’s too hot,” Violet said, taking out a cigarette.

It dawned on Benita that that was the reason Violet ate so little. Therefore, he said no more and dug in.

The fondue restaurant was crowded. Business was good, and Violet and Benita sat in the hall.

If it were a Dragon Kingdom restaurant, smoking was not allowed. However, many people were smoking in the hall, and Violet was not the only one, so Violet just did what they did.

After smoking a cigarette, Violet finally grabbed his cutlery and picked up a few pieces of bread from the fondue.

“What happened earlier was a good thing. Abraham was asking for it, and Amber was implicated. The father and son’s influence had been removed from the army camp… That way, I’ve won over Dorodo’s city defense army,” Violet exhaled and said, picking up the cold beer on the table and taking a swig.

“Yes, you’ve thought of everything, Commander,” Benita said excitedly.

It was because they had only arrived in Dorodo for a week, and Violet had won over the entire army in such

good thing, whichever way you looked

the process would take at least a month or two. However, it took Violet only a week

Violet’s wit, strength, and resourcefulness. On top of that, the chiliarch position became vacant after Amber

so Violet asked him to take over as

chaos Abraham caused in Dorodo’s downtown area

city defense army and even more of Morten, who was praised all over the city. Whoever spoke of him would give him the thumbs up and call

army and

could say that they were in their honeymoon period. Everything was looking good. Violet

in mind, Benita was grateful for his

was not

are you looking at me?” Violet urged, looking puzzledly at the dazed