Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1691

His eyes widened in disbelief when he caught a glimpse of the soldier's shadow—it was deformed.

He stuttered, “J-Josiah, is that you? A-Are you here to save me?”

The soldier approached Jackson and reprimanded him, “Jackson, you're just a good-for-nothing! We don't need you when you can't even keep a domain safe from our foes!”

Once Jackson was assured it was indeed the Ninth Commandment, he couldn't conceal his excitement anymore. “Josiah, I'm willing to atone for my sins of not carrying out my duty! Can you please take me to Netherworld? I'll explain everything to the rest in person!”

Josiah, the Ninth Commandment, asked in return, “Have you mentioned anything regarding us of Netherworld?”

“No, Josiah! I'll never turn my back against Netherworld!”

“Great!”

“Josiah, can you please take me away with you? I'll hand over everything I have to you!”

Sneering, Josiah remarked with a vicious smirk, “Jackson, you're such a fool! Do you really think we're going to forgive you when you're the reason the Tenth Branch no longer exists? Consider yourself lucky we're not going after your family members even when you're the one behind the loss of Summerbank!”

Jackson fell into despair when he knew it was over for him. It turned out Josiah was merely there to kill him.

“To hell you go!”

Seconds after Josiah leaned over and whispered, he retrieved the dagger he had and stabbed Jackson in the forehead.

After struggling for a little more than a few seconds, Jackson's limbs turned stiff as he finally died.

The suspicious-looking shadow sneaked its way down the hill and through the woods as soon as it ensured Jackson was dead.

The soldier surveyed his surroundings in puzzlement seconds after he returned to his senses. He couldn't even understand why he was next to Jackson, let alone realize that he had murdered Jackson after being possessed.

When he caught a glimpse of the blood-drenched Jackson, he staggered backward and shrieked.

W-What happened? Great Marshal needs him to get his hands on the whereabouts of the nation's foes! H-How could he die on my watch? I'm doomed!

Horrified by the consequences of his negligence, the soldier yelled, “H-Help! There's an assassin!”

Zeke, who was about to take Joseph on, had a bad feeling when he heard the soldier yelling. With a jump, he returned to the summit without a second thought.

Zeke's mind was all over the place when he found out Jackson was dead. To be precise, Jackson was drenched in blood as blood continued gushing out of the wound on his head.

F**k! Who did this!

He checked the surroundings, but he couldn't even spot anything suspicious. In other words, the soldier was the sole suspect.

However, he couldn't fathom the reason the member of Azure Dragon would betray him. Glaring at the soldier, he asked, “Speak! What happened here?”

The soldier got on his knees as the color drained from his face. He stammered, “I-I'm not sure as well! I-I seemed to have lost consciousness for a short while! When I returned to my senses, Jackson had already been killed!”

Alfred rushed over and launched a powerful kick in the soldier's direction. “You better tell us the truth! What's with the weapon you have with you then?”

Shooting a glance at the dagger he had with him, he cast it aside and assured the duo, “I-I really have no idea what happened! I-I wasn't the one who killed him!”

Zeke stopped Alfred when Alfred was about to launch another powerful kick at the soldier. “Alfred, I don't think it's necessary to take things out on him since he's not the one at fault.”