Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1429

A swing of Sole Wolf’s sword was all it took to send Adrian’s phone clattering across the ground. At the same time, he also ‘accidentally’ drew a cut across Adrian’s wrist.

“Forget about calling the Prime Minister,” Sole Wolf threatened. “Even the Supreme Leader couldn’t save you if he came personally.”

The murderous aura of the four Alphas pressed down on Adrian, suffocating him.

Ares’ expression was thunderously black. The sheer audacity of these four animals was insulting to the extreme. They had already ensured their graves were dug by killing the Department of Law Enforcement’s personnel.

He could not just stand by idly and watch those four kill Adrian. The man was here by his invitation. If he died here, Ares would not be able to escape the responsibility of it.

“Stop what you’re doing now!” Ares bellowed, clearing the meters of distance between Adrian and him with a single leap.

Landing by Adrian’s side, he expelled the gathered energy in his body in a crushing wave called the King’s aura, suffocating everyone in the radius and forcing them down.

Sole Wolf, who was standing the closest to Ares, struggled to breathe. But still, the four Alphas remained standing defiantly, showing no hint of fear on their faces and refusing to back down.

Even as he struggled for air, Sole Wolf nevertheless managed to hurl an insult at Ares. “You think you can protect Adrian, you old sot?”

“Mindless animal,” Ares snapped, “My abilities are King Class, far beyond what you’re allowed to insult. Let this be a warning to you. Adrian Payne is the Director of the Department of Law Enforcement. He is the highest authority on Eurasian law. He represents the iron-clad sanctity of the laws of our country. If you kill him, your crimes will be unpardonable.”

“We were carrying out the Supreme Leader’s orders to protect the Dragon King Sword when he sent assassins after us. If anything, he’s defying the Supreme Leader.” Sole Wolf spat at Ares’ feet. “He should be killed.”

“You’re twisting the facts unreasonably,” Ares said coolly. “Adrian did what he had to do to protect himself.”

“No,” Sole Wolf said loudly. “He was trying to stop us from carrying out our mission. We all saw it, anyway, didn’t we?”

Killer Wolf, Wolf’s Greed, and the others quickly nodded their agreement.

Ares felt a muscle in his cheek twitch worryingly. It was no use trying to reason with these animals. They will never bow to logic or facts.

Ares glared at Zeke. “These brutes are the best soldiers you can train? A gang of mindless animals?”

Zeke looked improbably pleased, perhaps even proud.

Of course, he had trained them. Their bravery in battle far surpassed any living soldier.

Forget about Adrian, even if the gods themselves descended from the heavens to hurt his Alphas, Zeke would kill them all in retribution.

But of course, Zeke would not actually let them kill Adrian for now. For one, Sole Wolf and the others were no match for Ares. Zeke could save them if he tried, but that would mean exposing his identity as a King Class warrior. He would lose more than he gained.

That aside, however much Zeke hated to admit it, Ares did have a good point. From a certain point of view, Adrian did represent the iron-clad sanctity of the Eurasian law. Sentencing him to death so casually would make a mockery of their law system.

Once again, the situation descended into a stalemate.

However, there was a sudden commotion among the ranks of the Elites of Sole. The sea of troops promptly parted neatly to allow passage.

Sole Wolf frowned. “Who dares to intrude my Elites?”

In answer, an expensively luxurious red sedan passed slowly through the parted soldiers, easing into view.

The car pulled to a stop directly in front of them. The door opened and an elderly man stepped out. He was dressed in traditional robes, commanding a scholar’s aura of respect. Despite his age, his eyes were piercingly bright.

Seeing the new arrival, Adrian’s face showed an overwhelming sense of relief. He was saved. Reinforcements had arrived.

The common people who had been forced into kneeling earlier when Ares had unleashed his rage bowed even lower to the old man, proclaiming their utter respect.

The old man was in fact, the Prime Minister.

The Prime Minister was the Supreme Leader’s mentor, revered and respected above all in Eurasia. He might not have held any ranking positions in the current government, but his reputation in Atheville was untouchable.

His opinions and suggestions, whenever he deigned to offer them, had to be taken into consideration seriously, even by the Supreme Leader.

Adrian almost stumbled over himself to welcome the venerable old man. “Prime Minister, I’m so grateful you’re here. Please, you must help me get justice for all that has happened today.”

All those years ago, the Prime Minister had personally established the Department of Law Enforcement to safeguard Eurasia. As the Director of Law Enforcement, Adrian knew he could consider himself as a disciple of the Prime Minister.