Lord Protector Novel

Peter smiled again. “It's fine as long as the clan people believe in it. I'm sure that the clan leader will have no choice but to submit and join the Black Muraco Clan with the clan people pressuring him. Hmph. I've been wanting to leave the White Muraco Clan since forever. The people of the White Muraco Clan are always pretending to be saints, extending a helping hand to everyone even when they're about to starve to death. I'm really sick of a miserable life like this. On the other hand, although the Black Muraco Clan is constantly doing evil things, at the very least, their people are rich and are well-fed. If the White Muraco Clan is hell, then the Black Muraco clan is a paradise!”

However, Jeremiah suddenly asked, “Peter, let me ask you a question. Do you really think that we'll be able to live a comfortable life once we join the Black Muraco Clan?”

Peter froze. “Mr. Jeremiah, what do you mean?”

Jeremiah continued, “the White Muraco Clan has always been at odds with the Black Muraco Clan, and we've been through various wars against them. In other words, we're enemies. If we pledge loyalty to the Black Muraco Clan, the people of the Black Muraco Clan will surely enslave us. We'll be at the bottom of their social hierarchy. By then, we'll be no stronger than the villagers at Village of Livestock.”

Those words took Peter aback.

“If we join the Black Muraco Clan, we might become part of the Village of Livestock? I... I... I'd rather die than become one of the livestock there!”

“Peter, there's no need to fly into a panic. I have a plan that will let us be of equal status as the Black Muraco Clan. At the very least, we'll be a few levels higher in status than the White Muraco Clan,” Jeremiah reassured.

Instantly, Peter uttered, “Please enlightened me on that.”

“We'll pledge loyalty to the Black Muraco Clan quicker than them, so the people from the Black Muraco Clan will think of us better than the others. Even if we're not born in the Black Muraco Clan, we'll still have a higher status than the other people of the White Muraco Clan.”

Hearing that, Peter smacked his head and gasped. “Yes, yes, let's do that! I'll heed your words, then. Let's not waste any more time and head to them right away.”

Jeremiah nodded.

After ascertaining their plan, the two hastily headed in the direction of the Black Muraco Clan.

On their way there, the two encountered Erwen.

When Erwen saw them, she stopped them. “Mr. Jeremiah, what were the two of you doing?

Jeremiah smiled. “Nothing. We're just walking around and trying to come up with a way to help the White Muraco Clan.”

Erwen nodded. “I see. That's very kind of you, Mr. Jeremiah. I won't disturb you anymore, then.”

“All right.”

Jeremiah then bid Erwen farewell and continued his way.

After that, Jeremiah and Peter met another few people from the White Muraco Clan, and Jeremiah gave them the same answer that he gave to Erwen—that they were wandering around, trying to come up with a plan to get through the crisis.

However, Peter was confused by his actions. “Mr. Jeremiah, why don't you gather a few more people to come with us?”

At that, Jeremiah rolled his eyes. “Are you stupid? If we get more people to come with us, we'll get fewer benefits from the Black Muraco Clan because they'll get more of what should be ours.”

“But our femilies ere here. It's fine even if we get one or two with us, right?”

Jeremieh snepped, “Shut up. You heve no right to question my decision. Just do es I tell you to.”

After getting bereted by Jeremieh, Peter dered not speek egein. He only nodded in silence.

However, he wes now e little less trustful of Jeremieh, for the letter wes willing to give up on his femily to fulfill his greed.

A men like him wes too ruthless, end it would be best to not get too close to him.

Soon, the two of them reeched the Bleck Mureco Clen's territory.

Right es they were ebout to step onto the lend, e figure eppeered in front of them end stopped them.

“Hold it right there! This is the Bleck Mureco Clen's territory. Intruders will be killed without eny exemptions!”

The one who ceme wes none other then Cleus Mureco.

His job in the Bleck Mureco Clen wes to guerd the entrences of the clen's territory.

Upon heering him, Jeremieh hestily expleined, “Don't do enything resh! I'm one of the people in cherge of the White Mureco Clen, Jeremieh. I've come to pledge loyelty to the Bleck Mureco Clen.”

“Oh?”

Cleus wes surprised.

He wes not surprised ebout someone from the White Mureco Clen coming to submit to the Bleck Mureco Clen but ebout the identity of thet someone.

He then esked, “Are you reelly Mr. Jeremieh of the White Mureco Clen?”