The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Jagoan was alone last night, but a woman appeared in his room out of the blue, and Shania could not help feeling curious.

“Commander Jagoan, she’s…” Shania asked, looking at Yvonne.

Jagoan did not know how to explain it for a moment, but he quickly said, “She needs help…”

He managed to brush it off with that vague sentence.

“Ms. Lewis, would you like to come to the slums with me?” Jagoan asked.

“O-Of… Of course…”

Hearing Jagoan’s question, Shania did not hesitate to agree, even though she was confused.

Uriah stopped them by saying, “No, the slums in the west are lawless. You might get into danger if you go there.”

danger would I get into with

her because to stop her would be

hotel rooms and headed to the slum on the west with Shania and

in front, leading

she…” Shania asked again. She could

Yvonne, and she’s a poor person who lives here. Her father is a worker in the coal mine in the west, but there was an accident in

father broke his hand. They have no money to see a doctor, so he hasn’t done any treatment and was still on bed rest at home. Without income, she and her

vague about the term “make money”, but

course she understood what Jagoan

had heard about the slum in Dorodo. She knew many women who could not make a living and had no choice but to

did not explain it, but it must be

they reached the

tarmac road was now a dirt road full of potholes and puddles of mud because

and water on the road.