Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 1946

The group of security guards lunged at Zeke.

On the other hand, Emma and Madeline panicked, but they quickly calmed down.

Zeke was a King Class warrior. As such, they reckoned they have nothing to fear for.

As expected, Zeke did not see them as a threat.

He casually kicked a chair before him and sent it flying at high speed, heading for the security guards like a bullet.

Before they could react, the chair had knocked them all down.

In the next moment, everyone was screaming in agony.

Zeke strolled toward them and stepped on the limbs of two security guards without mercy, breaking their bones.

“Now, I will be the judge of your actions. Bryan wanted to kill for money and had a vicious plan in mind. He deserves to die! Meanwhile, you bunch of security guards had aided him by abusing and destroying human lives. Therefore, you deserve severe punishment, too.”

Widening his eyes in fear, Bryan stammered, “S-Stop! Who are you to judge us? Do you even have the right?”

Zeke snickered in response. “The people in Eurasia obey my orders. Naturally, I am qualified to take your life if I deem it necessary. Now die!”

At that instant, Zeke noticed a strong fluctuation of energy. Then, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

“Please have mercy and spare Bryan's life.”

Hmm? It's a voice that came from the energy fluctuations. It's Boxing King's voice! Is he here? What is he doing here, and why does he want to stop me from punishing Bryan?

Millions of questions filled Zeke's mind.

Instantly, he released his energy throughout the building and located Boxing King within seconds.

He was on the roof in the opposite building.

It looked like Boxing King had been keeping his eye on Bryan the whole time.

Using his energy, Zeke sent him a reply, “Boxing King, please give me a reason to let him live.”

Boxing King took a deep breath and spoke in a grave tone. “He is an important figure for Fortuna in Eurasia and cannot die. Is that a good enough reason for you?”

“Huh?” His words piqued Zeke's interest. “He is but a normal doctor. How could he be important to Fortuna?”

Shaking his head, Boxing King refused to provide any more information. “I'm afraid I can't tell you anything else.”

Zeke retorted, “What if I insist on killing him?”

Boxing King replied, “Mr. Williams, please don't go against me. Otherwise, it would not benefit either of us.”

“Well, I think I'd like to defy your wishes today.”

In a disappointed tone, Boxing King sighed, “Then you left me with no choice. I am now issuing you an official order from the North. You shall not hurt Bryan. Otherwise, I will charge you with treason. On top of that, you have to leave this place by today and stop intervening in this matter. Should you disobey me, I will have to take extreme measures to remove you.”

An order from the North?

Zeke was stunned beyond words.

Orders from the North were second only to the president's orders and the Imperial Decree.

When issued, all but the Great Marshal had to follow it.

Given its power, only people with great authority could issue it. For instance, only people of the same level as Sole Wolf or Killer Wolf were in the position to send it.

But Boxing King's not on their level. So how could he issue an order from the North?

Hmm... How interesting.

Zeke asked, “Have you ever served the North?”

Boxing King did not reply, which indicated he did.

Zeke further interrogated, “What is your real identity? How do I know if you're not putting up an act?”

“I'm sorry, but you are in no position to question me. I'd advise you to listen to the order and stop putting yourself at a disadvantage.”

With a small smile, Zeke agreed, “Fine, I won't kill Bryan, but I will look for you.”

With that, Boxing King retracted his energy, and Zeke no longer heard his voice.

Looking back at Bryan, who looked terrified, Zeke spat, “I will give you a chance to live. Tell me who ordered you to kill Amelia.”

The man fervently shook his head. “N-No one ordered me to—”

Tsk!

Letting out a disappointed sigh, Zeke groaned, “I see that you are still as dishonest.”

Morphing his energy into the Ammo Needle, Zeke pressed it into Bryan's pain points.