The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Bob’s face was full of tears. Muddy tears streamed down his face, which had not been washed for days, and soaked his clothes.

Not only did Bob kneel before Jagoan, but so did Yvonne and her mother.

Two women, one older and one younger, knelt before Jagoan, thanking him repeatedly.

Jagoan did not enjoy being knelt at. He quickly lifted Bob, Yvonne’s mother, and Yvonne off the ground. However, no sooner had he lifted Yvonne and her mother than the two women knelt again.

“Don’t kneel!” Jagoan simply ordered.

Yvonne and her mother shuddered before standing upright.

“Yvonne, your father’s arm is alright now. With good rest and good nutrition, he’ll be alright in less than a month. Of course, he has only one arm left, so he won’t be able to do any physical work, but I can get him a job. As long as he’s not lazy, he’ll have no trouble supporting your family.”

Yvonne‘s mother burst into tears when she heard that Jagoan not only cured her husband‘s illness but also gave him a job.

medical bills…” Yvonne’s mother asked shakily, rubbing

medical fees. I never charge for treatment…”

was not that Jagoan was arrogant or aloof. He did not charge people partly because his way of treating people did not

at least tens of billions of

big deal for Jagoan, but it was a lifesaving grace for Yvonne‘s

mother was overwhelmed with gratitude as

Jagoan and the others now believed in

return to his room and rest,”

immediately carried Yvonne’s

room, Yvonne’s mother asked curiously, “Yvonne, who are these people? Where did

“Mom, the person who treated Dad is Jagoan Jagoan, the commander-in-chief of Dorodo’s city defense

she was at a loss for

the gate cast a look of shock at Jagoan standing in