The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette novel Chapter 1822

It was almost noon when Moana and Quentin finally concluded their meeting.

The proposal they put together was a thick stack and at least five centimeters high on the table.

“I will personally go to the slums to supervise the implementation of the policies and ensure that the slum’s problems can be effectively addressed,” Moana said to Quentin.

“That’s great. That way, I can let you handle a lot of things,” Quentin replied with a laugh.

Shania walked in smiling and said to Quentin and Moana, “Dad and Commander Ishac, it’s noon. Time for lunch. I cooked today. You can try my food!”

“Okay, okay, okay, Commander Ishac. Let’s have lunch and try my daughter’s cooking,” Quentin said to Moana with a chuckle.

Moana nodded slightly and followed him.

***

The city defense army’s main camp.

It was dark in the underground jail. Though there were lights in the cells, it was still very dark inside.

Three young men were shouting in a cell in the innermost part of the prison.