Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 2522

Zeke noticed that almost all the meat had been consumed, leaving only scraps for people to fight over. He took out a porcelain bottle containing spiritual water and tossed it to Minerva.

“Go, Minerva, and exchange all the spiritual water for more meat to reward them.”

“Sure!” Minerva replied quickly, her eyes already brimming with tears.

She was still in disbelief that her master, an unassuming newcomer, had become a Decanus of hundreds of subordinates now.

Even Apollyon had submitted to him, and he was on his way to becoming a Centurion!

I knew I wouldn't be mistaken!

Way to go, Master!

The members overheard Zeke's instructions and, in their exhilaration, started to circle him in celebration.

Megahead observed the scene and was about to flee with his tail between his legs—or Zeke might want him to pay with his life—when Apollyon spotted him trying to slip away.

“Should I get rid of Megahead so you can vent your anger? He has to be taken down a notch,” Apollyon inquired Zeke to get on his good side.

A feeling of utter helplessness pervaded Megahead. He wasn't a match for Apollyon. Death was a certainty if Apollyon went after him.

Zeke shook his head, much to everyone's disbelief. “Let him go. He intended to harm me, but he failed in the end. There's no need to take his life. He kindly took me in when I first arrived, so I'll forget about what happened today.”

The members gave him a thumbs-up. “That's amazing, Boss!”

“He's destined to be a Centurion with a personality like that!”

“No, he can aim for Legatus.”

Megahead, who had given up hope, saw the light again. “Zeke, w-would you really let this go?”

“I'm sorry, but I don't have any spare energy to waste on you,” Zeke replied.

“So, is it okay if I join you?” asked Megahead.

“As I've said, I welcome anyone to join me. You're qualified if you're a human.”

Megahead was overjoyed. “Okay, okay. I'll join you. I'll join you right now!”

Everyone rejoiced at that.

Meanwhile, Minerva arrived at the Chieftain's manor.

Johan was basking in the sun with his eyes closed. There were dishes of meat laid out beside him.

As the Chieftain, he knew the ins and outs of Contubernium's district. It was as if he had an all-seeing eye.

He had witnessed the near-assassination of Zeke and knew Zeke had sent Minerva to exchange for more meat, so he had prepared ahead of time.

Minerva strode in a while later and greeted warmly, “How are you, Chieftain?”

Johan opened his eyes and flashed a smile at her. “You should be here to exchange for meat, right? I've prepared them for you.”

Minerva glanced at the meat and estimated it to be between fifteen and sixteen pounds.

“I can't accept that much, Chieftain. I only have thirty drops of spiritual water,” she clarified hastily.

Johan waved her concerns away. “No need to exchange. You can have all the meat without charge.”

What?

Minerva was shocked. “What do you mean, Chieftain?”

“They're a gift from me to you.”

Minerva was still a little unconvinced.

Is this a joke? Sixteen pounds of meat is worth a lot in this place, even a few hundred lives. But the Chieftain is giving them to Zeke for nothing. A Chieftain isn't particularly wealthy. He still needs spiritual water to buy more meat. This meat would cost roughly a year's wage.

Minerva inquired, “Chieftain, do you need a favor from Mr. Williams?”

Instead of responding directly, he replied, “Go back and tell Mr. Williams to meet me. I have something important to discuss with him.”