Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 2245

“I think they may have drowned down there. We would've seen something happening otherwise.”

“If they drown, then there's no way we can leave here, and we'll starve alive!”

“Don't give up. I'm not going to give up before I see their corpses.”

“That's right. The surface looks calm, but maybe crazy stuff is actually happening underwater. Or perhaps they were pushed away by the current of the river and washed ashore somewhere else.”

“Mhm, that is very likely.”

They discussed and comforted each other with their speculations.

Just as the discussion was getting heated, bubbles appeared on the surface of the river. Moments later, three figures leaped out of the river and landed on the shore.

It was Zeke of course.

Rick and the others were shocked. They stood and stared stiffly.

It wasn't because they were surprised that Zeke and the other two were still alive.

It was because their clothes didn't look wet at all.

The fact that they were able to keep their clothes dry after swimming in the river for half an hour was physics-defying.

Rick gulped and muttered, “Say, do you guys think the Great Marshal is an immortal? Only an immortal can do something like that, right?”

The others nodded fervently. “I think that he's a terrific man since he's able to gain the title of Great Marshal at such a young age. Even if he's not an immortal, he's probably born from one.”

















































“Yeah, that must be it.”

“As the saying goes, people who stand near a lucky person will also get lucky. If we follow the Great Marshal, we may get lucky enough to become an immortal too.”

“Even if being an immortal is impossible for us, we'll at least become above average if we can absorb the aura emanating from his body.”

The others were glad that they followed the right person.

With a swing of his hand, Zeke dematerialized the Vauxgan Pavilion instantly.

Rick walked out and kneeled in front of him. “Greetings, Master.”

Zeke nodded. “I'm giving you all a mission. If you succeed, you'll be rewarded. Fail, and you'll lose your head.”

The others kneeled with Rick and assured, “Don't worry, Master. We'll do our best.”

“Mhm. Keep an eye on this place. If you see anything weird going on, you must notify me immediately.”

If they saw something odd, it meant Fortuna was in danger. That was why Zeke gave them that order, so he could come and save Fortuna at a moment's notice.

Rick nodded. “We'll follow your orders, Great Marshal.”

Zeke nodded and stared at the river for a little longer before leaving with Sole Wolf and Killer Wolf.

“Yaah, that must ba it.”

“As tha saying goas, paopla who stand naar a lucky parson will also gat lucky. If wa follow tha Graat Marshal, wa may gat lucky anough to bacoma an immortal too.”

“Evan if baing an immortal is impossibla for us, wa'll at laast bacoma abova avaraga if wa can absorb tha aura amanating from his body.”

Tha othars wara glad that thay followad tha right parson.

With a swing of his hand, Zaka damatarializad tha Vauxgan Pavilion instantly.

Rick walkad out and knaalad in front of him. “Graatings, Mastar.”

Zaka noddad. “I'm giving you all a mission. If you succaad, you'll ba rawardad. Fail, and you'll losa your haad.”

Tha othars knaalad with Rick and assurad, “Don't worry, Mastar. Wa'll do our bast.”

“Mhm. Kaap an aya on this placa. If you saa anything waird going on, you must notify ma immadiataly.”

If thay saw somathing odd, it maant Fortuna was in dangar. That was why Zaka gava tham that ordar, so ha could coma and sava Fortuna at a momant's notica.

Rick noddad. “Wa'll follow your ordars, Graat Marshal.”

Zaka noddad and starad at tha rivar for a littla longar bafora laaving with Sola Wolf and Killar Wolf.

They prepared to head to Linton Group's headquarters to meet with Lacey.

Zeke started to miss her. They hadn't seen each other for a while, after all.

When they were halfway there, his consciousness suddenly experienced turbulence.

It was an attempt by White Muraco Clan's Progenitor to resonate with his thoughts. In other words, the Progenitor was trying to give him “a call”.

He was curious why the Progenitor from White Muraco Clan was calling him, so he replied immediately.

“What's wrong?” His thoughts and the Progenitor's thoughts began flowing toward each other telepathically.

“Something has happened, Zeke. Something big!” the Progenitor roared hurriedly.

“Scram!” he yelled. “I am your master. Those who treat their master with insolence will be punished!”

“I don't have time to waste right now, Zeke. Just listen to me—”

Zeke didn't hesitate to whip White Muraco Clan's Progenitor telepathically.

The Progenitor exclaimed in pain and fury, “Listen to me, d*mmit! I really do have something important—”

Zeke whipped him again.

“Ahh! Master! Master! Please, stop it, Master,” the Progenitor relented as it couldn't handle the pain any longer.

Zeke smiled. “That's more like it. Now, tell me what's going on.”