The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 1618

Morine said with a wave of his hand.

Dwayne was relieved that Morine was not going after Josua or himself, and he let Josua go.

With an obsequious smile, he put away the arbalest and approached Morine, saying, “Mr. Moses, Josua offended you because he didn’t know who you were. I don’t think he’ll make that mistake again. Don’t worry. I’ll teach him a lesson…”

Morine nodded casually when Dwayne said this.

“Oh, and make him compensate the fondue restaurant for its losses.”

Morine’s words made Dwayne freeze. However, he quickly nodded and said yes. It was a trivial matter to the Wagner family anyway.

He just had to compensate a small amount, which was a drop in the bucket for the Wagner family’s wealth. There was no way they could continue their meal after what happened.

After settling the bill, Morine and Nana drove Mile and Mozart home.

The two women, Lydia and Mozart, were helpless. It would be bad if Josua tried to retaliate against them. Morine and Nana should give them a lift, given Alder’s support for Dorodo’s city defense army.

“Mr. Moses, thank you so much for today. If it wasn’t for you, Lill and I would have been bullied by Josua,” Lydia said earnestly.

“It’s nothing. It’s no big deal,” Morine said flatly.

Lydia had expected Morine to use today’s events to extract favors, such as getting Alder to lower the price of his weapons. However, Morine was so calm that he did not even mention any repayment. It made her admire the man.

They soon arrived at the Townsend family house’s entrance. Mozart and Lydia thanked them again before they entered the Townsend family house.

Alder came out of the villa and saw Morine and Nana at the gate, so he ran out in a hurry and said, “What rare visitors. Mr. Moses and Mr. Young, would you like to come in?”

“No thanks…” Morine waved his hand.

Nana added, “We have something to do. We don’t have time today.”

“That’s unfortunate. It seems we can only entertain you later… By the way, there’s something I want to talk to you about, Mr. Moses,” Alder said, rubbing his hands together.