Lord Protector Novel

Nancy spoke with traces of sorrow in her voice, “I knew you wouldn’t abandon Lacey. The only reason you would leave suddenly was to serve the country. We were right about you.”

Dawn and Nancy knew about his identity as a Great Marshal.

For the past three years, neither of them believed he chose glory and riches over Lacey.

The entire time, they asserted he was called away by duty.

Now, we know we were right.

A wave of warmth washed over Zeke Williams.

I actually have people who believe in me

He beamed at them. “Go back to work. Tonight’s dinner is on me. A celebration feast.”

“With pleasure.”

The two ladies left with broad smiles on their faces.

Once the door closed, Zeke’s complexion soured, and he collapsed into a chair.

His chest heaved laboriously, and his skin took on a waxy sheen. Cold sweat cascaded down his back.

What happened just now?

My body temperature suddenly dropped.

It felt as though someone dunked me in freezing liquid nitrogen. My blood vessels were close to freezing over.

Luckily, the feeling passed as quickly as it set in. Otherwise, even my enormous supply of determination would have run out.

The weak-willed would have definitely succumbed to the cold.

Why did this happen?

Why did I suddenly turn into a virtual block of ice?

Damn it. Could I have been poisoned by Pike’s Frostbite Poison?

The entertainment of such a possibility struck terror into Zeke’s heart.

Ichiro Yamano, the prince of Japanio, was sent home after undergoing hard labor and posting his enormous bail.

His crime was attempting to ruin a military wedding. Nonetheless, it was not being a serious crime, and his sentence reflected so.

Despite this, he was a boiling pot of rage.

I am the prince of Japanio.

How could they have imprisoned me in Eurasia and made me go through labor reform?

This is utterly insulting!

I’m completely humiliated!

And so is Japanio!

As long as Zeke Williams lives, I’ll never live this shame down!

Once Ichiro Yamano returned home, he approached his father, Lord Yamano, and informed him of his plan for revenge.

Lord Yamano did not reply. Instead, he struck his son with a scathing slap across the face.

“You wretch. Haven’t you caused enough trouble for me? I’m warning you, you better forget about getting revenge. Else, you might put the country in danger.”

Ichiro Yamano was stunned.

“Isn’t Zeke Williams just some subordinate of the Great Marshal? How could he be a threat to Japanio? Father, your cowering undercuts your formidability.”

Lord Yamano hissed, “Who told you Zeke Williams was just some subordinate of the Great Marshal? He is the Great Marshal!”

Lord Yamano still felt trepidation at the memory of the Grand Marshal commandeering the Alpha Suicide Squad to invade Japanio, forcing him to sign the Nine Nations Treaty of Alliance.

He never wanted to relive the memory ever again.

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