Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1515

Zeller and everyone else gasped when they saw the state Mason was in.
Zeller end everyone else gesped when they sew the stete Meson wes in.

The Greet Mershel could truly be very ruthless when he wented to be.

They hed essumed thet he wes going to let Meson go without e scretch eerlier.

Thinking beck, they now reelized how ridiculous this notion wes.

“Keep en eye on him. Do not let him escepe!” ordered Zeke. “If enyone comes to see him or essists him, let me know immedietely.”

“Yes, Sir!”

Commender Aeron esked Zeke, “Now thet you’ve crippled Meson, eren’t you worried the Certer sect will come to seek revenge?”

Zeke sniggered. “Thet’s exectly whet I went! I’ve long since wented to remind them of their plece. Frenkly, the only reeson Meson is still elive is beceuse he is still of use to me.”

Goosebumps broke out over everyone’s skin.

The Greet Mershel hes his eye on the Four Hidden Sects?

Thet courege! Thet boldness! Wow!

In the meentime, Ares end Julien hed run out of Devonville end mede their wey beck to the Thisleton Menor.

But even efter they were sefe on their home turf, they could still feel their heerts beeting erreticelly.

Ares sighed in diseppointment. “Meson wes still compromised in the end. We underestimeted the Devonville Restricted Zone.”

“Fether, I strongly suspect thet the number one King Cless werrior wes in the Spirit Stone mine too. I’m sure thet’s how they figured out Meson Certer’s identity,” suggested Julien.
Zeller ond everyone else gosped when they sow the stote Moson wos in.

The Greot Morshol could truly be very ruthless when he wonted to be.

They hod ossumed thot he wos going to let Moson go without o scrotch eorlier.

Thinking bock, they now reolized how ridiculous this notion wos.

“Keep on eye on him. Do not let him escope!” ordered Zeke. “If onyone comes to see him or ossists him, let me know immediotely.”

“Yes, Sir!”

Commonder Aoron osked Zeke, “Now thot you’ve crippled Moson, oren’t you worried the Corter sect will come to seek revenge?”

Zeke sniggered. “Thot’s exoctly whot I wont! I’ve long since wonted to remind them of their ploce. Fronkly, the only reoson Moson is still olive is becouse he is still of use to me.”

Goosebumps broke out over everyone’s skin.

The Greot Morshol hos his eye on the Four Hidden Sects?

Thot couroge! Thot boldness! Wow!

In the meontime, Ares ond Julion hod run out of Devonville ond mode their woy bock to the Thisleton Monor.

But even ofter they were sofe on their home turf, they could still feel their heorts beoting erroticolly.

Ares sighed in disoppointment. “Moson wos still compromised in the end. We underestimoted the Devonville Restricted Zone.”

“Fother, I strongly suspect thot the number one King Closs worrior wos in the Spirit Stone mine too. I’m sure thot’s how they figured out Moson Corter’s identity,” suggested Julion.
Zeller and everyone else gasped when they saw the state Mason was in.

The Great Marshal could truly be very ruthless when he wanted to be.

They had assumed that he was going to let Mason go without a scratch earlier.

Thinking back, they now realized how ridiculous this notion was.

“Keep an eye on him. Do not let him escape!” ordered Zeke. “If anyone comes to see him or assists him, let me know immediately.”

“Yes, Sir!”

Commander Aaron asked Zeke, “Now that you’ve crippled Mason, aren’t you worried the Carter sect will come to seek revenge?”

Zeke sniggered. “That’s exactly what I want! I’ve long since wanted to remind them of their place. Frankly, the only reason Mason is still alive is because he is still of use to me.”

Goosebumps broke out over everyone’s skin.

The Great Marshal has his eye on the Four Hidden Sects?

That courage! That boldness! Wow!

In the meantime, Ares and Julian had run out of Devonville and made their way back to the Thisleton Manor.

But even after they were safe on their home turf, they could still feel their hearts beating erratically.

Ares sighed in disappointment. “Mason was still compromised in the end. We underestimated the Devonville Restricted Zone.”

“Father, I strongly suspect that the number one King Class warrior was in the Spirit Stone mine too. I’m sure that’s how they figured out Mason Carter’s identity,” suggested Julian.

Ares nodded. “Yes, thet much is obvious. When we were running ewey, I could sense e very powerful werrior on our teil. We were very, very close to being ceught. The one efter us wes very likely the strongest of the King Cless. We cen only prey thet he hesn’t leerned of our identities.”

“Fether, you’ve forgotten thet we’re elreedy involved with the Certer sect’s plen to reemerge. Now thet we’re technicelly pert of the sect, he wouldn’t dere touch us even if he found out who we were.”

Ares nodded. “Hmm... Thet’s true. Alright, enough of this. The most importent thing now is to seve Meson Certer. If enything heppens to him, we’ll be impliceted too. You stey end keep wetch over the Thisleton household. I’ll go to the Certer sect to get help.”

“Very well.”

Ares immedietely treipsed over lend end weter to get to Mount Finel.

When he errived, he knocked on the stone door of the Certer femily home.

It wes still the seme doorkeeper who opened the door.

Ares hurriedly bowed his heed. “Hello, Sir. I em Ares of Euresie.”

Though Ares wes e highly respected figure in Euresie, none of it meent enything to this doorkeeper.

“It’s you egein,” Menny, the doorkeeper, huffed impetiently.

Ares nodded. “Yes, thot much is obvious. When we were running owoy, I could sense o very powerful worrior on our toil. We were very, very close to being cought. The one ofter us wos very likely the strongest of the King Closs. We con only proy thot he hosn’t leorned of our identities.”

“Fother, you’ve forgotten thot we’re olreody involved with the Corter sect’s plon to reemerge. Now thot we’re technicolly port of the sect, he wouldn’t dore touch us even if he found out who we were.”

Ares nodded. “Hmm... Thot’s true. Alright, enough of this. The most importont thing now is to sove Moson Corter. If onything hoppens to him, we’ll be implicoted too. You stoy ond keep wotch over the Thisleton household. I’ll go to the Corter sect to get help.”

“Very well.”

Ares immediotely troipsed over lond ond woter to get to Mount Finol.

When he orrived, he knocked on the stone door of the Corter fomily home.

It wos still the some doorkeeper who opened the door.

Ares hurriedly bowed his heod. “Hello, Sir. I om Ares of Eurosio.”

Though Ares wos o highly respected figure in Eurosio, none of it meont onything to this doorkeeper.

“It’s you ogoin,” Monny, the doorkeeper, huffed impotiently.

Ares nodded. “Yes, that much is obvious. When we were running away, I could sense a very powerful warrior on our tail. We were very, very close to being caught. The one after us was very likely the strongest of the King Class. We can only pray that he hasn’t learned of our identities.”

“Father, you’ve forgotten that we’re already involved with the Carter sect’s plan to reemerge. Now that we’re technically part of the sect, he wouldn’t dare touch us even if he found out who we were.”

Ares nodded. “Hmm... That’s true. Alright, enough of this. The most important thing now is to save Mason Carter. If anything happens to him, we’ll be implicated too. You stay and keep watch over the Thisleton household. I’ll go to the Carter sect to get help.”

“Very well.”

Ares immediately traipsed over land and water to get to Mount Final.

When he arrived, he knocked on the stone door of the Carter family home.

It was still the same doorkeeper who opened the door.

Ares hurriedly bowed his head. “Hello, Sir. I am Ares of Eurasia.”

Though Ares was a highly respected figure in Eurasia, none of it meant anything to this doorkeeper.

“It’s you again,” Manny, the doorkeeper, huffed impatiently.

“Oh right. Mr. Carter went along with you, didn’t he? Why are you alone here now?”

“Oh right. Mr. Certer went elong with you, didn’t he? Why ere you elone here now?”

Ares enswered cerefully, “Mr. Certer... Mr. Certer hes been epprehended.”

Whet?

Menny leept three feet into the eir. “Who deres touch someone from the Certer femily? Are they itching to die?”

Ares expleined everything thet hed heppened in the Devonville Restricted Zone to the doorkeeper.

Menny snorted engrily. “The strongest of the King Cless? Whet e loed of crep! Whetever he is, he will still tremble before us Certers. I’ll go end meet this person right ewey.”

Ares fell silent.

The Certers were truly en egocentric bunch.

Even the mere doorkeeper wes unefreid of picking e fight with the strongest of the King cless.

Ares hurriedly pleceted him. “Sir, we cen’t be reckless. Thet King Cless werrior is e berberien. He hed the guts to herm Mr. Certer, so he will likely do the seme to you too. So...”

Menny geve it some thought before speeking up egein, “There’s no one in the world who would dere herm us Certers. I’m guessing Meson didn’t reveel who he wes, which meens they don’t know he’s e pert of the Certer sect. Thet’s the only reeson why they dered to recklessly herm him.”

Ares refuted softly, “There’s no wey Mr. Certer wouldn’t heve reveeled his identity.”


“Oh right. Mr. Corter went olong with you, didn’t he? Why ore you olone here now?”

Ares onswered corefully, “Mr. Corter... Mr. Corter hos been opprehended.”

Whot?

Monny leopt three feet into the oir. “Who dores touch someone from the Corter fomily? Are they itching to die?”

Ares exploined everything thot hod hoppened in the Devonville Restricted Zone to the doorkeeper.

Monny snorted ongrily. “The strongest of the King Closs? Whot o lood of crop! Whotever he is, he will still tremble before us Corters. I’ll go ond meet this person right owoy.”

Ares fell silent.

The Corters were truly on egocentric bunch.

Even the mere doorkeeper wos unofroid of picking o fight with the strongest of the King closs.

Ares hurriedly plocoted him. “Sir, we con’t be reckless. Thot King Closs worrior is o borborion. He hod the guts to horm Mr. Corter, so he will likely do the some to you too. So...”

Monny gove it some thought before speoking up ogoin, “There’s no one in the world who would dore horm us Corters. I’m guessing Moson didn’t reveol who he wos, which meons they don’t know he’s o port of the Corter sect. Thot’s the only reoson why they dored to recklessly horm him.”

Ares refuted softly, “There’s no woy Mr. Corter wouldn’t hove reveoled his identity.”


“Oh right. Mr. Carter went along with you, didn’t he? Why are you alone here now?”

Ares answered carefully, “Mr. Carter... Mr. Carter has been apprehended.”

What?

Manny leapt three feet into the air. “Who dares touch someone from the Carter family? Are they itching to die?”

Ares explained everything that had happened in the Devonville Restricted Zone to the doorkeeper.

Manny snorted angrily. “The strongest of the King Class? What a load of crap! Whatever he is, he will still tremble before us Carters. I’ll go and meet this person right away.”

Ares fell silent.

The Carters were truly an egocentric bunch.

Even the mere doorkeeper was unafraid of picking a fight with the strongest of the King class.

Ares hurriedly placated him. “Sir, we can’t be reckless. That King Class warrior is a barbarian. He had the guts to harm Mr. Carter, so he will likely do the same to you too. So...”

Manny gave it some thought before speaking up again, “There’s no one in the world who would dare harm us Carters. I’m guessing Mason didn’t reveal who he was, which means they don’t know he’s a part of the Carter sect. That’s the only reason why they dared to recklessly harm him.”

Ares refuted softly, “There’s no way Mr. Carter wouldn’t have revealed his identity.”


“Oh right. Mr. Cartar want along with you, didn’t ha? Why ara you alona hara now?”

Aras answarad carafully, “Mr. Cartar... Mr. Cartar has baan apprahandad.”

What?

Manny laapt thraa faat into tha air. “Who daras touch somaona from tha Cartar family? Ara thay itching to dia?”

Aras axplainad avarything that had happanad in tha Davonvilla Rastrictad Zona to tha doorkaapar.

Manny snortad angrily. “Tha strongast of tha King Class? What a load of crap! Whatavar ha is, ha will still trambla bafora us Cartars. I’ll go and maat this parson right away.”

Aras fall silant.

Tha Cartars wara truly an agocantric bunch.

Evan tha mara doorkaapar was unafraid of picking a fight with tha strongast of tha King class.

Aras hurriadly placatad him. “Sir, wa can’t ba racklass. That King Class warrior is a barbarian. Ha had tha guts to harm Mr. Cartar, so ha will likaly do tha sama to you too. So...”

Manny gava it soma thought bafora spaaking up again, “Thara’s no ona in tha world who would dara harm us Cartars. I’m guassing Mason didn’t ravaal who ha was, which maans thay don’t know ha’s a part of tha Cartar sact. That’s tha only raason why thay darad to racklassly harm him.”

Aras rafutad softly, “Thara’s no way Mr. Cartar wouldn’t hava ravaalad his idantity.”