Chapitre 106: Guards

Lyon looked at the figure who was walking toward him with a smile before stretching his right arm forward with a thumbs up, "Good Job Ryona."

The figure was naturally yours truly. No one in Deo could have such delicate skill for a brute weapon.

"To think that they only send one assassin to hunt you down, you are being underestimated, hubby," said Ryona softly as she clings to his arms.

Lyon's face suddenly turned bright red as his nose was enlarging with every heavy snort. He was not the kind of guy who would get a nosebleed out of this or the type that pushed the woman away. (Oh you are so wrong if you think I would shy away!) thought Lyon as he greedily moved his arm that fell between Ryona's breast.

*pak

*pak

"Now is not the time!" a loud shout startled both of them after being hit in the head with a fan. Though the fan was made out of paper, it was depending on the user who much damage one could do.