The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

The short man looked small in stature, but he was quite flexible. He easily dodged the thug’s attacks.

“Ooh, you can jump?!” The thug yelled and attacked faster.

Despite his rapid attacks, the short man still easily evaded the thug’s attacks.

Joel frowned slightly at the sight and thought.

It seems the short man’s really good! Will my man be…

Joel shook his head at the thought.

That’s impossible!

This is the best man I have. There’s no way he would be defeated by the short man Lydia picked randomly…

Besides, the short man was nimbly dodging his thug’s attacks, but that was just for now.

would never allow the short man to challenge him like this. It was absurd to think that a buff man would lose to the weak

punched at the short man’s

to leap into the air and landed two punches on the thug’s cheek.

thumps, the thug howled miserably and fell to

covered in bruises, his nose was crooked, and blood was pouring out of

horribly-looking thug could not continue fighting. He

Joel watched in disbelief.

was momentarily stunned, unable to say another word. His strongest thug was beaten up badly. It would be humiliating

more humiliating that the opponent was

transformation in Joel’s expression was remarkable. Embarrassment turned to

laugh. “Mr. Wilmer, are you satisfied

Well… I…” Joel’s body shook

find a way to save himself from the awkward

of inspiration, Joel gave Lydia

After all, it’s sparring. Surely you know this business often requires a small team to go out together. No

means to have strength in numbers. The strength between individuals doesn’t determine anything, but