The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

Exasperated, Cole slammed on the table and said, “Jagoan is out of line. As commander-in-chief of the city defense army, why is he meddling in this issue? Is that his responsibility?”

“What’s the point of you lashing out at us?” Elijah spread out his hands in a gesture of frustration.

Dylan coughed and continued saying, “Whatever Jagoan does, at least we can’t disagree openly. After all, he’s the commander-in-chief of the city defense army. He is way above us in rank and status. And he has Dragon Kingdom’s military supporting him. How are we going to fight him? We only have to be uncooperative, passive, and unhelpful. Poverty is a chronic problem. Even if he wants to solve it, he can’t.”

After a pause, Dylan said, “Every city in the City-State Union is the same. Is there a city that doesn’t have poor people? If Jagoan can fix poverty, I’ll write my name backward!”

“You’re being dramatic, Old Lambert…” Elijah was as cordial as ever.

Just then, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Elijah looked at the door and said, “Come in…”

that said, a young man pushed the door open and

man was

walked in and placed an envelope on the clear glass

Dad… Someone from the army camp sent

opened the envelope, and took out

fundraising gala at 8 pm. two days from now. Please attend, Mr.

Dylan gathered over to look. The two looked at the invitation and showed

an invitation? Haha, it’s just a

Perhaps I’m not the only one who has received this invitation.

we attend this bullsh*t fundraising gala then?” Cole asked