Chapter 616 - An Oath to Protect

Stefan takes the initiative to get the dressing kit. It did not take long for him to return.

J approaches the young boy who doesn't seem to recognize her. She puts on a surgical mask and gloves before she examines the young boy's calf that is wrapped with a soaked bandage.

The young boy just stared at J with confusion. He is wondering if the beautiful woman in front of him that exceeds an aura of royalty and elegance is a new doctor or nurse in the clinic. He has been in the clinic last week and he never sees this woman before.

J carefully removes the soaked bandage from the young boy's calf. "What's your name?" She asked in a cold tone not looking at the young boy.

The young boy was in a daze staring at her that he hasn't heard her until someone cleared their throat.

The young boy was startled to see Arthur's team behind the woman in front of him. He did notice them before but it was only now that he recognizes them.

His eyes widened in realization. If Arthur's Team is here, then...could this bewitching woman in front of him is...? The man was flustered that he was caught tongue-tied.

"M-miss..." The young boy stuttered.

This time, J had already removed the bandage from the young boy's calf. She raised her head to look at the young boy.

Felix laughed. "Your name is Miss?" Felix teased the young boy knowing that he is superior over him.

The four men noticed that the young boy is still staring at their heiress.

"You better keep that eyes of yours away from her," Daniel said in a tone as cold as his face.

"Tsk! Are you tired of living? If the boss finds out that you are staring at his wife like that, he'll deliver you in the 3rd level basement chambers without a second thought." Felix added with an evil grin. Of course, he was just scaring the young boy but who knows if Jacob would actually do it.

"I-I..." The young boy felt a knot formed in his throat.

"Miss J is asking for your name," Stefan remarked with impatience. This young boy in front of them is acting like he is not an agent of the Twelve Army. He wonders how did he manage to be one of the teams to protect their heiress.

What they didn't know is that the young boy is a member of the Robin Hood Society that voluntarily sends himself to train under the Twelve Army for the sole purpose of protecting the heiress of the Society.

Although he hasn't seen the heiress before, he has heard of the threats in her life. The young boy owed his life to the Society and he promised that he would repay them by protecting the heiress. That's why when he finished the training last month with flying colors and found an opportunity to protect the heiress, he bravely volunteered to Jacob himself.

Jacob was reluctant at first seeing that the young boy doesn't have much experience as an agent of Twelve Army, but seeing the dedication and determination in the young boy's eyes. He eventually agrees.

But of course, he made a background check of the young boy first. That's how he found out that he used to be a con man that the Society adopts and that the young boy swears to protect the life of the heiress which is his wife.

On the battlefield, the young boy was ruthless and a daredevil but in front of the heiress, the young boy seemed to have lost all courage and ruthlessness.

J looked at the men behind her. "Take a few steps backward. You are scaring him." J said not wanting to sound intimidating.

She saw the reluctance in their face so she added. "Do you think something will happen to me here?" This time, she did sound intimidating.

The four men looked at each other. Right, they are inside the Twelve Army headquarters and is being surrounded by agents from Twelve Army, although most of them are injured no one should underestimate them.

The four men take a step backward reluctantly giving J enough space to move around.

"My name is Will, Miss J. It is an honor to meet you." The young boy although in bed bowed his head with reverence. It made J uncomfortable so she averted her gaze from the young boy.

J examined the gunshot wound on the young boy's calf while pressing it to stop the bleeding. "On a scale of ten, how would you describe the pain?" She asked while keeping gauze sponges in the young boy's wound with her gloved hands.

"Uh...three?" The young boy replied which made J's eyebrows raise. The young boy suffered from gunshot wound yet he said that he is just having mild to moderate pain. She examined the young boy's face to see any signs of pain, and surely, he has none.

This young boy's pain tolerance is commendable. In fact, every person's pain tolerance inside that room is impressive. J thought internally.