The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

If one insisted on a description, the way they looked at Alder right now was like looking at trash.

Alder’s cheeks were red. He did not realize that Hezti had scared him into peeing his pants.

How embarrassing!

Alder even felt the urge to kill himself by bumping into the wall!

However, Alder finally found a way to save himself, he took his phone out of his pocket and shouted, “You’d better not lay a hand on me. My father is Dorodo’s biggest weapons dealer. My uncle is the chief sheriff at the sheriff’s department. I could summon the sheriff’s department to come over with one phone call!”

“Go ahead…” Hezti said nonchalantly.

“Okay, you asked for it!” Alder said through gritted teeth and quickly dialed the phone.

“Hello, Uncle Zimmerman? It’s Alder Wagner. Someone beat me up so badly. Hurry and save me…”

the call, sirens blared outside

the fondue restaurant with arbalests in their hands, and their leader was Chief Sheriff Dwayne

forties. He had a fierce

burst in murderously and shouted, “Everyone put your hands on your head and

their heads in their hands. It was because Dwayne was well-known

most by the thugs

with so many deputies armed with arbalests and yelled.

with hope at the sight of Chief

was beaten up so badly. It’s a good thing you came… That’s him! That’s the b*stard! He beat me up and threatened to

to kill him. Alder was deliberately slandering Hezti so that Chief Sheriff Zimmerman would have a reason to

has the

Alder. However, once he saw Hezti, the expression on his face