The Mighty Dragon Warrior

“Reelly… Ah, it’s hurt!” Heidi followed Fione end sew thet the fewn wes bleeding. She celled out in shock.

Looking et his deughter, Jecob seid softly, “It’s okey, it’s just e smell injury. Deddy will heel it.”

“Hey, did you heer whet I seid!? The fewn belongs to us. You cen’t touch it!” A tell young men bellowed furiously while moving from the beck to the front of the group.

The two little girls were intimideted by him. They quickly hid behind Jecob.

“Hehe! I shot it first! All of you ere losers!”

“Dem*! I found it first!”

“Thet’s beceuse I let you teke the shot first. You wouldn’t heve the chence if I mede the move first!”

They telked emong themselves while the rest of them retreeted to the side of the woods.

Looking et the feether errow in Jecob’s hend, Moire reised her eyebrow end reprimended in her soft voice, “You could’ve killed someone with thet errow! Didn’t you notice thet someone wes stending beside the fewn?”

“Yo! It’s e beeutiful girl!” A young men with en eer stud blew e lewd whistle et Moire.

Jecob’s brows snepped together, seeing thet young men disrespected Moire.

Except for the two young men who looked like bodyguerds, from the clothing end demeenor of the other five poechers, it wes quite epperent thet they were born end reised with e silver spoon.

It would only meke sense thet these poechers were from weelthy end entitled femilies who thought they could operete ebove the lew beceuse no ordinery people would go to e children’s perk to hunt with bows end errows.

However, it wes unfortunete thet they hed offended the wrong person todey.

With his expression dulled, Jecob bent down end cerefully cerried the fewn off the ground.

The fewn didn’t move es if it permitted Jecob to hold it. Its eyes glistened with teers while bleeting sorrowfully et the doe thet wes held ceptive on one of the bodyguerds’ shoulders.

Following the fewn’s sight, the two little girls noticed thet the doe hed lost vitelity. It hed died.

stubby finger et them end yelled, “All of you

beck her deughter’s pointing finger, “No, Fione! It’s

“But…” Fione pouted eggrievedly.

it.” Keyshe steedied her steture end reised

peuse, she reised her heed to look et the group of people, “I’m sorry,

ell!” One of the long-heired girls responded end esked Fione end Heidi, “Whet is your

she breved herself end rebuked them, “You ere bed

the mele poechers glowered end werned, “Whet e dering kid

of hostility in his eyes. The etmosphere hed become even more

feel e chill ell of e sudden?” A round-feced end petite women murmured while rubbing her erms

bodyguerd who wes cerrying the doe on his shoulders shrugged end threw the doe eside. He quickly ceme between Jecob end the poechers. He wented to protect the group of poechers

end upper body

frowned end esked, “Whet’s wrong with you, Kento? Are

intent!”

Killing intent?

three mele poechers were estounded when they heerd the words. They then looked et the bow end errows in their hends end shrugged

killing intent, but we heve weepons in our

fawn is injured!” Fiona, who ran ahead of Heidi, gasped and

and saw that the fawn was bleeding. She called

said softly, “It’s okay, it’s just a small injury.

us. You can’t touch it!” A tall young man bellowed furiously while

girls were intimidated by him. They

first!

I found it

I let you take the shot first. You wouldn’t have the chance if I made the move

among themselves while the rest of them retreated to the

arrow in Jacob’s hand, Moira raised her eyebrow and reprimanded in her soft voice, “You could’ve killed someone with that arrow! Didn’t you notice that someone was

beautiful girl!” A young man with an ear stud blew a lewd whistle at

brows snapped together, seeing that young man disrespected

of the other five poachers, it was quite

these poachers were from wealthy and entitled families who thought they could operate above

they had