Lord Protector Novel

Meanwhile, Robin and the ‘Great Marshal’ were nervous.

Zeke had just accused him of being an imposter with such certainty. Don’t tell me... He’s seen the Great Marshal before and knows he’s a fake? Things won’t end well if that’s true.

The imposter wanted to leave and scoffed, “Just you wait and see. I’ll order someone to finish you. You don’t have the right to dirty my hands.”

Zach nodded. “That’s right! At least call a troop in and use him for target practice...”

Right then, an armed platoon dressed in camouflaged uniform barged in and surrounded them.

“Freeze!”

Hundreds of muzzles were directed at them.

They were led by General Cosmopolis, Wolf’s Greed, who had come under Zeke’s instruction to arrest the fake Great Marshal.

Darn!

The imposter and Robin were scared out of their wits. Don’t tell me Zeke reported us and sent these troops after us! We’re dead!

Lucille and Zach, on the other hand, had a completely opposite reaction.

They assumed these troops had been sent by the Great Marshal to deal with Zeke.

I’d like to see you escape now.

Zach pointed at Zeke and announced, “General, I’d like to report this man for impersonating the Great Marshal. Catch him and interrogate him! I’m sure he has accomplices!”

Wolf’s greed exuded a killing intent as he slapped Zach without hesitation. He bellowed, “Silence! We don’t need advice from people like you!”

Zach was stunned. I was merely reporting a crime! Why did he hit me?

He remained indignant and turned to the imposter for help. “Great Marshal, was I wrong for reporting a crime? Why are your men hitting me? You’ve got to exact justice!”

The imposter was livid and wanted to kill Zach on the spot.

You son of a b****, I was trying to conceal the fact I was posing as Great Marshal, but you just called me that... Argh, you’ll be the death of me!

Wolf’s Greed smiled wryly. “Great Marshal, is he one of yours? I hit a friend of yours. How do you think I should be punished? I have no complaints.”

The imposter was on the verge of breaking down. You’re a damn general, and I’m a hooligan. What can I do? Stop scaring me!

Zach burst into laughter. “Seeing as we’re both working for Great Marshal, I won’t pursue responsibility. I’ll drop the matter if you apologize to me and let me slap you in return.”

You imbecile!