The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

It was a long time before Stefan finally snapped back to himself.

Then he pointed at Molie and yelled, “Uncle Zimmerman, why are you so nice to him? He beat me up. Hurry and arrest him. Take him to the sheriff’s department and teach him a lesson…”

Before Stefan could finish speaking, Dwayne suddenly turned around and slapped him hard.

Slap!

A sharp slap instantly rang through the fondue restaurant.

Everyone was startled. Even Mile and Milos shuddered with shock.

Stefan fell to the ground from the slap and could not react for a while.

Dwayne’s slap was hard. He did not hesitate with Stefan. His slap caused Stefan’s nose to bleed. One side of his face was swollen as if he had a small bun in his mouth.

“Uncle Zimmerman, instead of arresting him, you slapped me!” Stefan looked at Dwayne in shock and exclaimed aggrievedly.

Mr. Joe? Even a slap is a

yanked Stefan off the ground and forced him to kneel in

but how could he

of the sheriff’s department, Dwayne was often on missions to

long hours on duty and various training made his physical fitness comparable to that of a professional

held him down, and he

Mr. Joe! Quick!” Dwayne urged, his hand gripping Stefan’s shoulder harder, causing Stefan to look pained as

I apologize to him?

speaking when he was slapped again. “How dare you talk

finished speaking, he pulled out the silvery arbalest from

looked beautiful, but it was a

in the City-State Union was armed with such arbalests, which could fire six arrows in a row, and

could be described as extremely powerful within 30 meters, enough to penetrate half a

soon as Dwayne pulled out the arbalest, Stefan chickened out. His face was ghastly pale as his body shook