Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 2500

Zeke shook his head. “I'm not hungry. You guys go ahead.”

“But...” Minerva started.

Zeke ignored her as he grabbed a bun and threw it to the starving old man from earlier. “Mister, eat this.”

Huh?

The old man watched Zeke suspiciously, shocked by Zeke's action.

He could not believe the newcomer had given him a bun without asking for anything in return.

After all, on Theos Island, food was everything—it was a symbol of life.

Is he giving me a chance to live?

Zeke urged, “Mister, are you going to eat it or not? If you're not, I'm going to take it back.”

The old man hesitantly queried, “Are you... Are you really going to give it to me for free?”

Zeke bobbed his head. “Of course.”

“Thank you! Thank you so much!”

Tears promptly welled up in the old man's eyes. Like a famished dog, he lunged at the bun and began scarfing it down.

In the blink of an eye, the old man finished the bun.

Tears were still blurring his vision. He could not recall the last time people were concerned about him, let alone spared him a bun.

He, who had been in despair for what seemed like eons, finally saw a glimmer of hope in Zeke.

After finishing the bun, he walked over to Zeke and stopped two meters before the latter. Then, he went down on his knees and said, “Thank you for saving my life, sir!”

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the bun had saved his life.

“Okay.”

Zeke only nodded, indifferent to the old man's expression of gratitude.

The old man then begged, “Mr. Williams, please help me! Please take me in. I, Murphy Chappell, will be your slave from now on. I'll do anything you ask of me.”

After a moment of contemplation, Zeke finally answered, “Okay.”

His current goal was to become a Decanus. Having the support of another person would do nothing but benefit him.

“Thank you! Thank you!”

The old man prostrated himself before Zeke once more.

Meanwhile, Minerva was sighing at the side as she shook her head.

Master doesn't have any bad points other than the fact that he's too kind. He's actually taking in random people. Murphy's not going to be able to do any laborious work soon. He has not been able to find a drop of spiritual water for days. It wouldn't be too much of me if I were to label him as a useless man. We'll only be wasting food if Master takes him in.

Hawkeye, who was at the side the entire time, was thrilled.

The people he had brought with him were impressive, having found six drops of spiritual water. As their superior, he would be able to get three drops of spiritual water in return.

Soon, he would be able to earn plenty.

With that thought in mind, Hawkeye walked over and reached out his hand to grab a bun.

However, Zeke swiftly stopped him. “Stand right there.”

“What are you doing?” Hawkeye hissed, glaring daggers at Zeke.

“I should be asking that. What are you doing?” Zeke questioned.

“Isn't it obvious? I'm your superior, and according to the rules, half of your harvest is mine.”

“Why? This is the result of our harvest, so we should be the ones to decide who should get what. You weren't involved in the labor, so you deserve to starve. Get lost.”

F*ck!

Hawkeye turned livid. “You're challenging Theos Island's rules! Are you trying to start a revolution? Aren't you afraid that the territory leader will put you on trial?”

Zeke retorted, “What's the matter? Is profiting from other people's toil the rule of Theos Island? If that's the case, then that rule is ridiculous.”

Hawkeye snapped, “Cease this nonsense! No matter what happens, you have to hand half your harvest over today.”

With that, Hawkeye reached out to snatch the buns.

Zeke shot a glance at the Lewis brothers. “Are the two of you willing to let the murderer of your father reap the reward of your hard work?”

By then, Yannick and Yannick already had red eyes from the wrath boiling in them.

The brothers immediately understood what Zeke meant—the Great Marshal was giving them the opportunity to take revenge.

“F*ck you, Hawkeye! We were the ones who earned this. You have no right to touch the buns!”

“How dare you lay a finger on our food? We're going to kill you!”

With that, the two brothers lunged at Hawkeye.

“You two useless pieces of trash!” Hawkeye cursed before lifting his leg to kick Yannick.

That kick caused Yannick's stomach to roil, and he nearly passed out.

However, he forced himself to stay awake as he hugged Hawkeye's leg.

Yoshua then rushed to the side and rammed into Hawkeye's stomach.