The Guardian's Sword

Miriam finally relaxed and collapsed on the sofa.

"Dad, ..." Miriam stammered, looking terrified.

Benedict laughed and shook his head, saying, "Don't worry. It's alright now.
Commander Lennon isn't someone petty. If he's truly angry, you'd be dead
already. Since he didn't do anything to you, it meant he didn't take what
happened earlier seriously.”

Hearing her father say this, Miriam's heart finally calmed down.

Sean, Shania, and Uriah strolled the streets after leaving the Wosh family's villa.
"Commander Lennon, have you had any plans recently?" Shania asked with a
smile.

"Plans? No, it's business as usual," Sean replied as he shook his head.

Shania pondered and said, "Since you're free, why don't I ask you out to play
tomorrow?"

"You're the mayor's daughter. You're a rich heiress who doesn't have to do
anything but enjoy life. How can I compare with you? How am I supposed to
command the city defense army if all I do is play?" Sean asked, amused.

There was instantly a look of disappointment on Shania's face, and Uriah said,
"Miss, stop giving Commander Lennon a hard time. Look at how many
troublesome affairs your father has to deal with regularly to know how busy
Commander Lennon is. "

Sean was slightly ashamed to hear Uriah's remark. He was busy, but not nearly
as busy as Quentin.

Quentin was the mayor of Dorodo, the head of the city. The number of things he
had to manage was uncountable. While Sean's status and authority were not
inferior to

Quentin's, he only needed to manage the city defense army well. He did not have
much to deal with as long as there was no war and chaos.

"How about this? Let's have dinner together. I'm free tonight," Sean said after
thinking about it.

"Sure! What are we having?" Shania asked with a smile.

"Italian food..." Sean replied.

Therefore, the three found an Italian restaurant.

The Italian restaurant sold Italian food, and its furnishing was the same as a
Western diner, but the chef's cooking tasted just like Dragon Kingdom's cuisine,
where the taste was flavorful.

Looking at the gnocchi, risotto, pizza, pasta, and so on on the table, Shania was
hungry.

"Dig in. What are you waiting for?" Sean said and picked up his cutlery.

Uriah, who was nearby, also did not hold back. He knew people like Sean did not
care about status and etiquette in private.

Giving those too much attention could be restrictive. Therefore, he picked up the
cutlery and dug in.

Shania was the most elegant eater among the three.

"Ms. Lewis, your father's not having any problems at work, is he?" Sean asked
suddenly.

"No, he has always been like that," Shania replied, looking at Sean in confusion.
"Why ask that all of a sudden?"

Shania thought about it for a moment and pursued the question. Sean reached
out and pointed to the little boy outside.

Sean, Shania, and Uriah were seated near the window, so they had a clear view
of the street through the glass.

Afive or six-year old boy was enviously watching Sean and the other two eating
in the restaurant with a younger girl.

"He hasn't resolved Dorodo's slum problem. It's an issue. Mention it to your father
when you get back. See what he can do..."

"Okay, got it..." Shania nodded vigorously and picked up the barely touched roast
chicken on the table.

She carried the plate straight to the siblings.

"Here, take it home to eat."

Shania took a handkerchief out of her pocket, wrapped the chicken, and shoved
it into the older boy's hand.

"Thank you. You're so kind, lady!"

The little boy was excited as he held the roasted chicken with one hand, pulled
his sister with the other, and ran into the distance.

Shania only exhaled when seeing the siblings disappear in the streets. She felt
she had done a good deed, and it gave her a sense of accomplishment.

Back at the restaurant, Sean continued the topic. "Dorodo's poor are
concentrated in the west, with about two or three thousand people. It's almost
becoming a slum. Dorodo might be in serious trouble in the future if we don't
solve this problem.”

"I see. I'll discuss it with my father when I get back," Shania said solemnly. Her
tone was different than before.

After dinner, Sean suddenly realized he had made a mistake once he reached
outside. It was because it was almost midnight.

He and Shania had talked so much about the slum during dinner that he lost
track of time.

Who knew it was already this hour?

"Shall we... go to a hotel?" Shania asked suddenly.