The Guardian's Sword

Zander looked at Sean and glared at the two foreign soldiers.

"This is your last chance to release Mr. Townsend and get out of here, or..."

Zander said this because he did not want it to get to the point of bloodshed happening. After all, Ronald invited Sean and himself to his house for dinner today. If there were bloodshed, it would not be a big deal, but it was still inappropriate.

However, before he had finished speaking, the two foreign soldiers began to laugh arrogantly.

"Hahaha, give us one last chance? Who do you think you are?"

"Even if Dorodo's commander-in-chief came today, he can forget about giving us orders!"

Zander was furious. He had no idea that the two foreign soldiers were so arrogant.

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Zander said, his hand resting on the hilt of the saber around his waist.

"Hahaha! What can you do to us? You're only a weakling from Dragon Kingdom. How dare you behave so arrogantly?" One of the foreign soldiers said nonchalantly.

weakling from

two foreign soldiers call them weaklings from

They're looking for trouble!

no more.

getting Sean's orders, Zander no

was when the foreign soldier with the crossbow suddenly

a whoosh, and a bright silver

they faced this lightning-fast projectile, let alone

fast, but it was shot

it was no big

drawing close to him, Zander shouted, and the saber around his waist was withdrawn with a

split straight down the middle by Zander's saber. He then jumped up and chopped the

hand flew through the air with a stream of bright red blood.

the foreign soldier, who had lost a hand, finally

his severed hand on the floor holding the crossbow, he widened his mouth and let out a