Lord Protector Novel

As he spoke, he fished out a mask made of human skin and placed it over his face.

Zeke had specially asked someone to tailor-make the mask for him.

Although it was not perfect, it was enough to trick the average soldier.

Sole Wolf then brought Zeke into the imperial mausoleum.

The Spirit Stone mine was located in the depths of the imperial mausoleum.

As the imperial mausoleum was the last line of defense, every five meters of the compound were guarded by posted patrols and covert observers. It would be impossible for even a fly to enter without alerting the guards.

Soon, they reached the belly of the imperial mausoleum, which was guarded by a special combat troop.

A commander walked forward and saluted Sole Wolf. “Good to see you, General!”

Sole Wolf asked, “Did anyone suspicious come here?”

The commander shook his head. “No.”

Nodding, Sole Wolf answered, “Good job. Let me introduce this soldier to you. He’s a soldier whom I specially recruited. You can call him Zeke. You’ll be responsible for leading him.”

The commander nodded instantly. “Understood.”

Patting Zeke’s shoulder, Sole Wolf teased, “Do a good job, little rascal. I’ll promote your rank and raise your salary if you perform well.”

Zeke’s expression darkened instantly.

Little rascal?

You’re getting too full of yourself, Sole Wolf.

When Sole Wolf noticed Zeke’s murderous glare, he was terrified. After shooting Zeke an embarrassed smile, he left quickly.

The moment Sole Wolf left, the commander and a few soldiers stared at Zeke devilishly.

Zeke knew very well what they were going to do.

When a new soldier reported to his post, the seasoned soldiers would take ‘special’ care of him and intimidate him.

Undoubtedly, he would not be an exception.

You guys are not qualified to intimidate me, the Great Marshal.

The commander shot a look at a soldier, who quickly brought a stool for him to sit down on.

With a cold smirk, the commander stared at Zeke. “You’re Zeke, aren’t you? Let me introduce myself. I’m Aaron Flint, but my brothers call me Boss Flint. You can call me that too.”

Zeke nodded in silent acknowledgement.

Naturally, he would not call the commander his boss. He only nodded to prevent any conflicts from breaking out and causing further complications.

The commander continued, “I’m a bit tired after standing guard for the entire day. Come and massage my leg for me.”

Zeke remained motionless.

I’m afraid you cannot bear the consequences of having the Great Marshal massage your leg.

The commander raised his voice. “Are you deaf, you rascal? Come over here and massage my leg!”

Zeke smiled wryly. “I’m here to guard the Spirit Stone mine, not to serve you.”

Enraged, the commander yelled, “Are you disobeying my commands?”