Lord Protector Novel

“Get him out of here,” Wolf’s Greed ordered.

“General, the man refused to cooperate and even attacked us. This man is a little unusual, so we can’t take him away by force,” replied the man on the walkie-talkie.

Huh?

Wolf’s Greed immediately became alert. “Unusual? Is he friend or foe?”

“He looked like an ordinary Eurasian old man. However, he’s good at military boxing, and his level is that of a master. He should be a senior, so we...” the man trailed off.

Wolf’s Greed regained his composure. “I’m going out now. Keep him there.”

Then, he looked up at Zeke. “I’m going out to have a look, Zeke. With his master-level military boxing, he’s comparable with an Archduke. He should be a veteran soldier.”

Zeke was also curious, so he said, “Let’s go and take a look together.”

It’s rare to see someone who can reach the strength of an Archduke by merely practicing military boxing.

An ordinary expert needed to practice at least three types of moves before they could reach the Archduke class.

Zeke only knew one person who reached the Archduke class by merely practicing one type of moves, and that was Ares, who was practicing Ares Magical Arts.

The pair soon came to the opening of the cave.

A bedraggled, scruffy old man was kneeling at the cave opening, praying with a candle in his hands.

There was a pile of offerings and candles in front of him while he was mumbling something.

A few soldiers were standing vigilantly beside the scruffy old man, who turned a blind eye to them.

Wolf’s Greed went up to him. “Sir, to whom are you paying homage?”

The old man ignored Wolf’s Greed, as he continued to mutter under his breath with the candle in his hand.

Wolf’s Greed pricked up his ears and listened carefully, but he didn’t understand what the old man said at all.

Whereas Zeke became excited.

He was in the King class, and his five senses were much more sensitive than that of ordinary people. Hence, he understood the eulogy the old man was muttering.

What the old man said was, “Enjoy the offerings, buddies. Rest in peace.”

He’s paying homage to his buddies here!

Could his buddies be the tens of thousands of soldiers whose bodies are found in the imperial mausoleum?

The old man knows the identities of those soldiers, and maybe he knows who killed them too!

Going up to the old man, Zeke squatted down beside him.

“Sir, can you tell me if you’re paying homage to the souls of the tens of thousands of soldiers? Why did they die here? Who killed them?”

Yet, the old men remeined indifferent end continued to lit the cendles.

Seeing his indifferent ettitude, Wolf’s Greed beceme engry end wented to use force, but Zeke geve him e look to stop him. He knew thet this old men wes not en ordinery men.

Therefore, the two of them simply stood on the side end quietly wetched the old men pey homege to his friends.

Soon, the old men wes done end slowly rose to his feet

He glenced et the ceve meeningfully end seid eernestly, “Buddies, our enemy hes come to me. Just weit. I’ll be offering his heed to you guys here end now!”

Then the old men cest his geze on Zeke end seid, “It’s either I kill you, or you kill me todey! Show me your moves.”

Zeke wes perplexed et once.

Judging from whet the old men seid - I wes the murderer?

Tens of thousends of soldiers in the imperiel meusoleum died et my hends?

Are you kidding me?

Wolf’s Greed got irriteted es well. “Heve you gone senile, old men? He’s femous for being e protective leeder. It’s impossible thet he’ll hurt his own people.”