Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1646

“This is an order,” Zeke stated.

Fine then!

Alfred let out a sigh and backed away, unable to mask his disappointment.

It was only when Zeke spoke up that Camul noticed him. The sight of him made the latter yelp and shiver in fear. “Great Marshal Zeke Williams? H-How could you still be alive?”

Those words stunned all who were present and caused an uproar.

How could it be possible for this young man to be the Great Marshal, the protector of the realm?

That meant that their neighbor, Lacey, was none other than the wife of the Great Marshal himself!

How unthinkable! Unbelievable!

Had Lacey revealed her own identity before, all her neighbors would have offered up their entire family fortune, and she would not have had to live in such abject poverty.

She was simply too low key.

Fourth Lord, Hound and the others all held their breaths.

With the insurmountable gulf between the Great Marshal and themselves, it was to be expected that things ended up the way they did when they clashed.

Amidst their trepidation, they also bemoaned their misfortune.

Why didn't you just say that you're the godd*mn Great Marshal? That way, we would have known better than to pit ourselves against you.

“Long time no see, Camul,” Zeke said coolly.

Camul recovered his composure quickly.

So what if he's the Great Marshal? Now, he's just the most wanted man in Eurasia hunted by Ares. He also publicly imploded his own life force and has become a shell of his former self, so I should have nothing to fear from him.

“Do you confess to your crimes, Zeke Williams?”

Huh?

“What crimes do I need to confess to?” the quizzical Zeke asked.

He was genuinely baffled at this reproach from someone he had bested before.

“As the protector of the nation, you deserted your post when you realized yourself outmatched by the Four Hidden Sects who had come to lay siege to the president's residence. For allowing it to nearly fall to the enemy, you are guilty of an offense severe enough to warrant the extermination of your bloodline. So get down on your knees and repent.”

“I applaud the effort you put into framing me, but what evidence have you got to back your assertions? If none of you can back what you claim, then I shall have to kill you where you stand to establish my innocence.”

I...

Camul became hesitant as he had no proof whatsoever.

However, he could not show weakness right now. “Hmph, the evidence is with Ares. As a Martial Inspector, my job is to execute the orders, not to fuss over the details. Thus, I recommend that you yield and save yourself a world of pain.”

Zeke scoffed, “Which is to say that you're unable to produce any proof, can you? Then I can only kill you to vindicate myself.”

“Just you?” Camul's face was full of derision. “Do you think that I'm not aware that you've imploded your life force? How does a cripple like you expect to take me out?”

Zeke's expression became grim. “How did you know that?”

“Surely you didn't expect to keep this from the rest of the world indefinitely? You imploded your life force in a suicidal attack to defeat the four members of the Ultimate Class...”

It was only then that Camul realized that he misspoke and tried to back up, but it was too late.

Zeke regarded Camul with an amused smile. “You obviously knew that I had chosen to take my enemies down with me in the line of duty, yet you continue to accuse me of desertion. This is an obvious setup. According to the laws that govern Eurasia, the penalty of bearing false witness against the Great Marshal, is death!”

Curses!

Camul was left red to the ears. “You dare play me for a fool! Today, I'll have your head! Kill him!”