Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams) novel Chapter 901

“You should go first. I’m going to clean this place up,” said Zeke.

“No,” insisted Rosie. “We’ll leave together.”

However, Rosie finally left after Zeke’s constant persuasion.

Then, Zeke’s gaze fell on Helen and the rest. “Kneel!”

Ba-thump!

In a panic, the few of them immediately got down on their knees.

He... He has defeated Drake easily.

He’s the true master of Eurasia!

But he’s so young... Oh God.

Imagine the feats he could achieve if he is given more time to improve himself!

It was out of their imagination.

Zeke said to them coldly, “It’ll be my friend’s death anniversary in two days. In other words, you have one more day to defeat me. If you fail to kill me, you can await your deaths.”

The few of them trembled in fear and remained silent.

If the master of Eurasia lost to him, how could they even stand a chance to defeat him?

Zeke kicked the katana toward Helen. “Keep the sword. You’ll need it when my friend’s death anniversary comes.”

Helen regretted her action deeply.

She was going to be killed with the same katana she got herself.

What a joke.

“Let’s go out for a walk,” Zeke said to Drake.

Drake got up and followed Zeke in a daze.

The winner takes it all.

I have lost so I have no qualms if he wants to kill me.

After leaving the Zelly family home, Drake carefully asked, “Who are you, if I may ask? I’ve never heard anything about you.”

Zeke smiled. “Surely you have.”

Drake was stunned. “What do you mean?”

Zeke gazed into the distance. “You’ll find out soon.”

Not long after, a Hongqi L5 limousine made its way over.

Wolf’s Greed exited the car and saluted Zeke. “I hope I made it in time, Great Marshal.”

What?

Drake’s pupils dilated as chills ran down his spine.

Great Marshal?

So he’s the Great Marshal?

No wonder I lost to him.

Drake began to laugh maniacally.

It’s only fair that I lost to the Great Marshal.

It’s not that I’m weak but my opponent was just too strong.

His confidence was restored.

Apart from the Great Marshal, I’m still the master of Eurasia!

“Have you ever heard of the Alpha Suicide Squad?” asked Zeke.

Drake immediately answered with respect, “I certainly have. The Great Marshal’s invincible Alpha Suicide Squad has never lost a single battle. Its name is enough to make its enemies cower in fear and surrender without a fight.”

“That’s right,” Zeke responded. “Would you be interested in joining the team?”

Drake’s eyes were instantly set ablaze. “It’d be an honor to serve the Great Marshal.”

Zeke nodded. “I give you my order, Drake.”

Drake immediately got down on his knee. “Yes, Sir.”

“You are now part of the Alpha Suicide Squad. Your code name is Serpent. I’ll order the army to craft you a bow as a gift. In return, you’ll go to the frontier and bring back the heads of a thousand men.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Drake left while roaring with laughter.

“This is practically a suicide mission. There’s no point of return. From now on, the border is my home. I won’t come back until there is peace.”

Wolf’s Greed smiled. “I used to think that fellow was pretty cold and aloof, but he behaves like a little brat in front of you.”

Zeke patted Wolf’s Greed on the head. “To me, you’re all my little brats.”

As Zeke returned to Trust Media, Lacey was just about to leave in a hurry.

Noticing that Zeke had come back, she rushed over and glanced at him from head to toe. “Zeke, are you okay?”