Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1861

Zeke shook his head. “Indeed, my men aren't used to such odds.”

Adrian started chuckling sinisterly.

Then Zeke continued, “They're more used to battling when they're outnumbered by a hundred to one!”

“How insolent!” Adrian slammed a hand on the table furiously.

Zeke took a glance at the men downstairs and said, “If you don't believe me, come and see it for yourselves.”

Robert and Adrian were dumbfounded when they looked out the window.

Those three thousand men were losing badly against just a hundred of Zeke's spies. Their abilities were incomparable with the spies because the spies were in a class of their own.

The three thousand men were dropping like flies. Within three minutes, none of them were left standing. They were all on the ground howling in pain.

The battlefield was covered in blood as it gathered into countless streams.

The spies, on the other hand, were all unharmed.

Robert and Adrian could only stare in dumbfounded horror at the sight. Damn it! Who are these people? How are they so strong?

Edmund was the strongest fighter Adrian had, and even he was no match for those spies.

“Zeke, w-who the hell are you? H-How did you manage to gather so many strong fighters?” Robert asked in a trembling voice. “You must be someone important to be able to have them serve you!”

Zeke began laughing in ridicule. “Strong? These are my amateur fighters! They are far from strong!”

Upon hearing that, both Robert and Adrian gulped and wondered if Zeke was just bluffing. If these are amateurs, one can only imagine how strong his other fighters are!

While they were still lost in their thoughts, Sawyer and the spies knelt and yelled out, “We've completed our mission. Please instruct us on our next move, Great Marshal!”

To which Zeke responded, “Stand by.”

“Yes, sir!”

Great Marshal? Did I hear wrong? Did those people downstairs address Zeke as the Great Marshal? That can't be right! Zeke can't be the Great Marshal! With his supreme status and power, why would the Great Marshal be here dealing with us? Zeke must be trying to fool us! He's surely just trying to scare us!

Robert was shaking uncontrollably as he exclaimed, “Williams, how dare you impersonate the Great Marshal? Even dying a thousand deaths will not be enough to atone for your crime! Do you think you can fool us with such nonsense?”

“Haha! You're such an idiot! Why do you think I betrayed you? You guys know that I used to serve General Cosmopolis, right? A few days ago, I witnessed General Cosmopolis kneeling before him! Who else, if not the Great Marshal, is worthy of General Cosmopolis' respect?” Edmund chuckled coldly.

Robert and Adrian's minds went completely blank upon hearing that. We're dead. It seems like Zeke is the Great Marshal, after all. Yeah, we're dead for sure.

Not only was the Great Marshal the pride of the country, but he was of sacred status. Whoever ended up offending him were bound to die.

Thud!

Jason fainted and dropped to the floor the moment he found out that Zeke was the Great Marshal.

“Great Marshal, I was wrong! Please spare me! Have mercy!” Robert pleaded while kneeling on the floor. “It was a scheme against me! I was framed! Wendy asked me to do everything! She's the culprit! Great Marshal, she's the one who must be held responsible!”

Robert was blaming Wendy for the trouble he was in. In his mind, Wendy was the reason he had offended Zeke.

Zeke then asked frigidly, “What's your relationship with Wendy?”