Drakon of the Seven Armies

Chapter 67

“I love getting myself into trouble. Come on.”

“Sir, you don’t know Mr. Owens’ identity, do you? I advise you not to act rashly. Children will recover in a few days, leaving no scar,” said a bespectacled man to Isaac.

“That’s right. Nothing good will come out of it if you go up against Charles.”

Isaac ignored them. He held Isabella’s hand and said, “Isabella, remember this. If someone bullies you, don’t hold it in. Find ways to regain your dignity instead.”

They went to the field.

The sun was slowly emerging. On the empty field, Isaac and Charles stood facing each other. The parents and several men wearing combat uniforms stood in a circle around them.

“Alright! I won’t go easy this—”

There was a swooshing sound as Isaac swooped forward like lightning. A slap landed on Charles’ face.

“I wasn’t ready, you bastard.” Charles flew into a rage. He swung his fists toward Isaac.

Isaac dodged Charles’ punches and returned him with an uppercut punch. Charles shrieked and fell a few ste