Lord Protector Novel

Zeke was speechless.

He nearly choked on his saliva at Yazmin's shocking words.

Erwen's cheeks were crimson red by now.

She stomped her feet angrily. “Hey, what was that? I won't let this slip. Stand right there!”

The girls began bickering.

If the people of the White Muraco Clan were to witness this, they would be utterly shocked.

After all, the elegant and divine Holy Maiden had never acted shy or joked around this way.

Erwen looked more like her age instead.

Meanwhile, the people of the White Muraco Clan had finished pledging their allegiance to Progenitor.

After the last person completed the deed, Andres glanced at the Black Muraco Clan and ordered, “Come on. It's your turn now.”

Hearing that, the members of the Black Muraco Clan dashed forward. Some even ended up tussling, and it was a chaotic scene.

“Stop it!” Peter and Jeremiah stood out to maintain order. “Line up and wait for your turn. Those who refuse to listen will be asked to leave right away. You won't get to pledge allegiance to the White Muraco Clan's Progenitor!”

The people flinched upon hearing that.

Jeremiah might've betrayed the White Muraco Clan, but he was still a White Muraco.

The Black Muraco Clan had to bow before the White Muraco Clan or risked getting killed.

Thus, they abided by the order and lined up obediently.

Peter and Jeremiah stood at the beginning of the queue.

Jeremiah then stepped forward and offered his Life-Bound Worm to pledge allegiance to Progenitor.

Nevertheless, a hand reached out to grab his Life-Bound Worm and stopped him from doing so.

Jeremiah was about to erupt but realize it was Andres who stopped him.

He tamped down his irritation and plastered a smile. “Mr. Andres, what are you doing?”

Andres flashed a grin that cause a chill to go down Jeremiah's spine.

“I should be asking that question. What are you doing?”

Jeremiah responded, “Is that a joke? I'm pledging loyalty to the White Muraco Clan's Progenitor, of course.”

“Didn't you dump it for the Black Muraco Clan's Progenitor?” Andres retorted. “Since you betrayed our Progenitor, why did you return to pledge allegiance to it?”

With an awkward smile, Jeremiah answered, “Well, I was a fool. Mr. Andres, please don't stoop to my level. I know my mistake now. Don't worry. I'll devote myself to the White Muraco Clan. Please give me a chance to atone for my mistake.”

Andres hissed, “Scram! As a traitor of the White Muraco Clan, you'll be sentenced to plant flowers and light lamps. I was kind enough to pardon you, but you were even dreaming of getting back. Do you think the White Muraco Clan is a public restroom that you can come and go as you like?”