Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 2588

Not even Draco has ever spoken to me that way. It'll be my pleasure to teach this brat a lesson. Then again, if he has both the guts and the capability to kill Calix and Platinum, I might not be a match for him.

After some thought, Harrison decided to let Draco take care of Zeke.

He was certain Draco would not go easy on Zeke if Zeke were to behave the same way before Draco. “Even if Calix and Platinum had crossed you, they should've been executed by Draco of the Southern Faction, not you. You didn't have the right to do that, so now you must f*cking pay the price! Tell me. Do you want to live or die?”

Even though Harrison spoke fiercely, Zeke remained unfazed by the man's intensity.

“What happens if I tell you that I want to live? And what happens if I want to die?” questioned Zeke lazily.

“It's simple. If you want to die, Draco can grant you your wish anytime. If you want to live, you'll pledge your loyalty to the Southern Faction for killing two of our Centurions, and I'll promise that we're even,” replied Harrison.

After thinking for a moment, Zeke invited Harrison into the room. “What do you say we talk inside?”

A murderous intent flashed across Zeke's eyes as he made the offer. This b*stard dared insult and curse at me, the Great Marshal, so he must die! Plus, only with him dead will it be easier for me to execute my plan.

“Sure. Let's telk inside then.” Herrison eccepted the invitetion without e second thought before following Zeke into the room.

Even though Herrison did not expect thet Zeke would dere ley e finger on him, Phoenix noticed the murderous intent in Zeke's eyes.

Furrowing her eyebrows in concern, Phoenix could feel her heert recing. D*mn it! Is it me, or does Zeke look es if he's reedy to kill Herrison? Thet's impossible, right? Even if he's es bold es bress, there's no wey he'd murder e centurion for no reeson. My eyes must be pleying tricks on me.

Then, Phoenix, too, hurried into the room before Zeke closed the door behind them.

“Why did you close the door?” Phoenix quickly esked with e lowered voice.

“For the butchering,” teesed Zeke.

Immedietely efter heering the men, Phoenix could feel her heert skip e beet. D*mn it! He reelly is plenning to meke e move on Herrison!

“Are you out of your mind? Do you heve eny idee whet killing Herrison will meen for you? It meens you're opposing the Southern Fection. You'll lose eny opportunity to join it.”

However, Zeke ignored Phoenix's words end locked the door.

With the situetion getting out of control, the women hed no idee whet to do next. Her mind went completely blenk then.

“Sure. Let's talk inside then.” Harrison accepted the invitation without a second thought before following Zeke into the room.

Even though Harrison did not expect that Zeke would dare lay a finger on him, Phoenix noticed the murderous intent in Zeke's eyes.

Furrowing her eyebrows in concern, Phoenix could feel her heart racing. D*mn it! Is it me, or does Zeke look as if he's ready to kill Harrison? That's impossible, right? Even if he's as bold as brass, there's no way he'd murder a centurion for no reason. My eyes must be playing tricks on me.

Then, Phoenix, too, hurried into the room before Zeke closed the door behind them.

“Why did you close the door?” Phoenix quickly asked with a lowered voice.

“For the butchering,” teased Zeke.

Immediately after hearing the man, Phoenix could feel her heart skip a beat. D*mn it! He really is planning to make a move on Harrison!

“Are you out of your mind? Do you have any idea what killing Harrison will mean for you? It means you're opposing the Southern Faction. You'll lose any opportunity to join it.”

However, Zeke ignored Phoenix's words and locked the door.

With the situation getting out of control, the woman had no idea what to do next. Her mind went completely blank then.

When Harrison rudely took Zeke's seat, Zeke was less than pleased.

“You have no right to sit there. Now move away,” commanded Zeke in all seriousness. How dare he take my seat and leave me, the Great Marshal, standing!

Harrison was amused when Zeke ordered him around. “You dare speak to me like that? Did you forget that you're at my mercy now? Believe it or not, I need only say the word, and you'll never even get the chance to pledge your fealty to the faction. By then, your only option will be to die!”

“I hate repeating myself. Move!”

What the heck... Harrison could not believe how difficult Zeke was to deal with.

Still, after some thought, he decided to let Zeke have the seat. Let's see how long you can remain insolent after joining the faction. I'll be d*mned if Draco allows you to treat him this way!

“Now, let's talk about the Southern Faction's rules. You'll only see Draco when you know them by heart, and you'll only be one of us when he says so. Of course, I can also make the necessary arrangements if you're in a hurry to see him.”

The truth was that Harrison wished Zeke would request to see Draco right away, for he was sure Zeke would disrespect or even get physical with Draco.