The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The familiar greeting made Jagoan feel like he was in Dragon Kingdom.

Not only Crosac, but most cities in the City-State Union also had a mix of City-State Union locals and Caucasians. Besides that, many cities had even greater numbers of Caucasians. Therefore, the place was full of Dragon Kingdom’s culture.

English was widely used. Eight out of ten people spoke fluent English. Even City-State Union’s locals, who looked particularly foreign, could speak English.

“I took my friend downtown for a stroll and found ourselves here at some point,” Lisha said with a smile.

“Oh, it would be my pleasure… This gentleman is…”

“He’s a diplomatic representative from Dorodo, Mr. Jagoan Jagoan…”

Mr. Royce was instantly filled with awe as soon as Lisha finished speaking. He even looked at Jagoan with some respect.

Jagoan. I’ve heard

know me?” Jagoan was

very famous now, and you’re the commander-in-chief of Dorodo city defense army. Mr.

Lisha is right. It’s alright if the City-State Union’s locals don’t know you. But it would be inappropriate if us Caucasians don’t

a while, Lisha asked Mr.

everywhere. One could tell from the delicate packaging and variety of

flower perfume is my best seller. All the wealthy wives and heiresses like it. I just restocked the perfume yesterday, and only one

quipped, “Mr. Royce, this bottle isn’t the only one

got to be kidding.” Mr. Royce smiled as he opened the packaging for Lisha and took out the

allow others to try, but you’re different. You can try it for free,

on the back of her hand, put down the bottle, fanned herself several times with the other hand, and

movements seemed skilled. It seemed Lisha often bought perfume, probably