Lord Protector Novel

Sage was in a dilemma.

She would have willingly got on her knees for her god and her parents, but not for someone like the woman in front of her.

Xander threatened, “Are you still keen on treating your father?”

“Okay. I’ll kneel.” Sage bit her lips before she slowly bent her knees.

“Don’t kneel!”

A loud voice echoed in the hall.

The crowd was shocked, and they all turned in the direction of the voice.

Who’s the one who dares to shout like this in the middle of a wedding?

Aren’t they afraid of crossing the Moore family? They might chop them into pieces!

Naturally, the one who had shouted was Zeke.

No one in the crowd could recognize him; everyone launched themselves into a heated discussion.

“Who is this young man? I don’t recognize his face.”

“He doesn’t look like a relative from the groom’s side. Hm? Aren’t those two old people beside him the bride’s parents?”

“Sh*t. Really? The bride’s parents are beggars? Didn’t they say the bride came from a prestigious family?”

“You idiot. Mr. Moore’s obviously lying because he didn’t want anyone to know he’s marrying a poor woman.”

“Haha! I can’t believe Mr. Moore is marrying a beggar’s daughter. This is hilarious!”

“The young man that shouted must be the son. He must be the bride’s brother.”

“You’re thinking too much. The bride’s brother is a deserter. He’s long dead. This young man must be one of the poor relatives of the bride.”

“Pft!”

“Haha!”

“Pft!”

“Haha!”

Laughter filled the air.

Xander was slowly losing his mind.

He had spent so much effort in concealing the fact that Sage came from a poor family.

However, this one man had ruined all his efforts.

At that moment, he wished he could skin Zeke alive and tear his spine apart!

Zeke walked up the stage.

His footsteps were steady, and his back was straight. The way he carried himself was an invisible pressure that weighed down on the guests below.

Is he really just a poor relative from the bride’s family?

Xander gritted his teeth as he looked at Zeke. “Who are you? It’s my wedding today. I don’t want to have a bloodbath here. Leave immediately.”

Zeke ignored him; it would be a waste of time for him to answer the other man.

He walked to Sage’s side and gently tidied up her messy hair. “I’m sorry. I’m late.”

All of a sudden, Sage, who had been unconfident the entire time, had found a sense of safety from the unfamiliar young man.

She whispered, “Who are you?”

Zeke smiled. “I’m your brother’s comrade.”

“My brother’s comrade!” Sage grew excited.

Her brother had left her for too long that his face was starting to fade even in her dreams.



She had never thought of a day where she could meet an old friend of her brother.

Xander laughed, “And here I thought you were someone important. It turns out you’re just that deserter’s comrade! Does that mean you’re a deserter too?”

Hm?