CHAPTER 13

Charlotte went to Ammon's room to sleep. While Ammon slept in the living room of his house. A sound of the footsteps awakened Ammon. He got up, took his celestial sword and dragged his feet to where he heard the sound. Outside, he saw two wounded bandit treasure hunters coming towards his house.

"What are bandit treasure hunters doing here?" he asked.

"Step aside, we have no business with you!" warned one of them.

"Is that so? Then I guess you want a trouble!" answered Ammon.

"We are not interested with you, warrior. You wanted your death!"

"Geez, as if you can lay your fingers me," Ammon sighed. "This is your last warning, leave this or I will dragged you out of here!" warned Ammon. "I am exhausted from my training but I can still hear your heavy footsteps on the ground." Ammon pointed his celestial sword on the two bandit treasure hunters. "Get lost or I'll show you no mercy?"

The two bandit treasure hunters exchanged glances before turning to Ammon.

"We smelled the scent of the war