Lord Protector Novel

That physical attribution was crucial to a family that specialized in creating poisonous worms. It was almost as important as the Great Marshal was to Eurasia.

The Sullivans would definitely spare no expenses to go after Lacey.

Looks like things have gotten to the point where I have to annihilate them.

Also, only royalties would have physical attributes like that. There was no way for commoners to develop such a trait.

Could it be that Lacey isn’t a commoner? Are her parents not her biological parents?

Zeke would look into the matter when he had the chance.

He then thought about how Lennon would need the Rhodiola Rosea to expel the poisonous worm.

Zeke held the global supply of the plant, so the latter’s survival depended on him.

He called Reinz Pharmaceutical’s person in charge, Xavier Brown, immediately.

“Xavier, lock down all Rhodiola Rosea. Do not release even a single one of them to the market. Also, give me one. I need to use it.”

Lennon suppressed his pain and dragged himself to Luna Manor.

Theodore had fainted from the pain and was lying on the floor.

He couldn’t care less about Theodore’s survival. He started working on expelling the poisonous worm in him.

Lennon didn’t expect the poison to be that complicated and involved the venom of seven or eight different types of worms.

He spent three to four hours on it, but he still hadn’t gotten anywhere near to cure himself.

That asshole!

Lennon was furious as he protested through his gritted teeth. “Where did that ba****d learn all this from? If I find out who taught him, I will skin that person alive!”

Lennon didn’t plan on asking his family to help him.

He would be utterly embarrassed if his family found out that a darn ba****d poisoned him.

The only thing that could save him was one of the ten rare plants.

However, those plants were extremely expensive, and the military had a limited supply.

It would be difficult to source those plants.

Lennon tapped into the Sullivans’ military network. But the response he got was disappointing.

For some reason, the Great Marshal had personally taken over the task of monitoring the supply of those plants.

It’d be impossible to get the plant from the Great Marshal.

The Sullivans might be powerful, but they were not influential enough to be close to the Great Marshal.

What do I do? What do I do?

It seemed that God left a window open for Lennon.

Just as he felt lost, an old friend of his told him splendid news.

Tulle planned on auctioning off a Rhodiola Rosea, and the one who paid the most could buy it.

It was one of the ten rare plants and could definitely cure his poison.

“The one who pays the most will get it? The Sullivans have tons of money! That plant is as good as mine!”

Theodore slowly regained his consciousness.

The pain had passed, but Theodore knew that was just the beginning.

From that day onwards, he would be tormented by the pain whenever the poisonous worm in him acted up.

He would rather die than to suffer through that again.

When Theodore woke up, he realized Lennon was right there.

The Sullivan was the only one who could rescue him from that agony.

Theodore ignored his pride and went down on his knees to beg, “Mr. Sullivan, p-please save me.”

Lennon suppressed his pain. He didn’t want Theodore to learn that he was poisoned as well.

“Why are you so nervous? I’ve checked your body while you were unconscious and curing the poison is just a minor task for me.”

Whew!

Theodore sighed a breath of relief. He didn’t need to die of pain.