Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1851

Wendy shook her head and remarked, “We can't leave yet.”

The confused ones turned around and looked at Wendy with their brows arched.

Grinning, Wendy queried, “I'm sure every one of you has heard of the Bodhi Sarira Zeke owns, hasn't you? It's something of utmost importance! If we manage to retrieve it, I'm sure Master is going to reward us handsomely!”

The rest of the party responded with their eyes gleaming as they were equally motivated to get their hands on the fortune.

“That's such a great idea, Wendy!”

“I agree! We'll stay until we retrieve it from Zeke!”

“Since he's dead, he's no longer a threat!”

“If that's the case, let's hurry up and get going!”

Zeke was up to something while Wendy and her party were on their way to retrieve the Bodhi Sarira from him.

He made sure he had everything for the funeral ready when it was nothing more than a trap to lure their foes out of hiding.

Apart from Sole Wolf, Killer Wolf, Nameless, Tyler, Alfred, and Ares at the scene, the rest were countless spies who joined them.

The funeral would take place on the outskirts of the city, far away from the civilians.

When it was around five o'clock in the afternoon, Lone Wolf approached Zeke and announced, “Great Marshal, everything is in place. We're ready to go.”

Zeke nodded and instructed, “I'll join the rest in a while after getting myself ready.”

He handed Nancy and Dawn each a set of clothes, instructing the duo to disguise themselves for the upcoming session. “I want the two of you to get changed and join me for the funeral.”

Nancy and Dawn found Zeke hilarious. Nancy remarked, “Never had I thought of paying tribute to myself.”

Dawn asked, “This is too much! Can I sit this through?”

Zeke shook his head and warned the duo, “I'm afraid not. I haven't figured out the identity of our formidable foes. Hence, I need to keep the two of you close to me just in case of the worst. Shall we not forget about the curse?”

Nancy sighed wearily and muttered, “Okay.”

Dawn wasn't against the idea at all. She mentioned, “Nancy, it's fine. We'll just take it as we are attending some party and have fun!”

Zeke was at a loss for words since no one in their right mind would consider a funeral a party. Dawn might be the sole exception.

Zeke's wife and daughter volunteered to tag along, but he turned them down and told them it was too much of a risk.

Shortly after the trio got themselves changed, they joined the rest of the entourage outside and departed.

Upon a simple glance at the coffins ahead of them, Dawn ended up chuckling.

In the end, she remarked, “Zeke, it has such a great design! Can you keep this for my funeral in the future?”

Nancy reprimanded Dawn, “What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Can you do me a favor and keep that mouth of yours shut tight until we're done?”

“It's only a matter of time until we pass on. I'm just planning ahead instead of considering it a taboo to talk about.”

Zeke rolled his eyes and murmured, “Stop bickering over such a trivial matter and come with me. I don't want our foes to figure out this is nothing but a show to lure them out of hiding.”

He took them to the end of the entourage as if they had a hard time catching up with the rest.

Unable to keep her curiosity to herself, Dawn asked, “Zeke, why are we so far away from the rest? Can we join the rest in front?”

“I'm trying to stop the ones attempting infiltration. Usually, they're going to try their luck with the ones at the end of the entourage if they're up to something vicious.”

Since the entire ceremony was held on the outskirts, they would pass by a village or two throughout their journey.

Soon, they passed by a haystack in a nearby village.

A party of four was hidden behind the straws with one of them on the lookout against the entourage.

It was impossible for others to notice their presence unless others were made aware of their whereabouts beforehand.

The party of four was none other than Wendy's party.

Wendy, who was on the lookout with binoculars, was confused by the presence of the entourage.