The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

No matter which city, there would always be these thugs and despicable individuals, and this was no exception even in a place like Crosac.

However, what surprised Jagoan was that this group of hooligans seemed to be coming toward him and Lisha.

When they arrived in front of them, the hooligans surrounded Jagoan and Lisha.

“Are you two Jagoan Jagoan and Lisha Crosac?” The leader, a young man with yellow hair, asked while pulling out a switchblade about ten centimeters long from his waist.

Upon hearing the name Lisha Crosac, Timaeus, who was eating beside them, widened his eyes in surprise, and Shirley also had a sudden realization on her face.

Jagoan frowned and said, “We’re not, you‘ve got the wrong people…”

“Not? Hehe. We’ve been following you from near the Harvey Tower until here. Do you dare say you’re not?”

The yellow-haired leader sneered. He pressed the button on the handle of his switchblade, and the shiny ten-centimeter blade sprang out.

“Don’t blame us for being heartless. Someone paid us to deal with you, and we had no choice!”

finished speaking,

and began to swing at

loud roar

“Stop!”

immediately stunned the

who shouted was none other than Timaeus, the head of the Hunt

stood up from his stool, then walked towards the hooligans. As he approached, his hunched figure gradually straightened, even giving people

impressive about a big group of people bullying two young ones? Come at me if you have the guts, I’ll take you

a horse-riding stance and assumed a fighting

this is none of

leader held a switchblade while shouting

can’t just stand by and do nothing. Their business is my business!” Timaeus said in a tone with a hint

the yellow-haired leader turned red with anger, and the other hooligans also showed

a toast only to drink a forfeit! Don’t blame us for