Lord Protector Novel

“That opponent forced Golden Cicada to frame us for the death of his Centuria, then manipulated him to initiate a war between the Northern and Southern Faction. You all are just a pawn in their plan!”

Draco turned to Golden Cicada and continued, “Golden Cicada, your comrades trusted you and were willing to put their lives on the line for your sake, but you betrayed their loyalty for your own selfish ambition. You manipulated them so they would risk their very lives for you. I can't believe they could be so easily swayed by your lies and be prepared to sacrifice their lives for you.”

What?

Everyone looked baffled after hearing his words.

Draco's words obviously made more sense while Golden Cicada's explanation made no sense. The latter's explanation was full of flaws, and he was just appealing to their emotions.

The crowd couldn't help but wonder who was telling the truth.

Golden Cicada leaped up angrily. “Nonsense! That is utter nonsense, Draco! You are trying to sow discord between us! Everyone, don't trust him!”

Draco let out an indignant snort. “Nonsense? Ha! Let's find out if I'm talking nonsense or if you're lying.”

He raised his voice. “Bring him in!”

A man with his face concealed by a black cloth and bound with rope was brought before them.

Strangely, Golden Cicada found the figure familiar.

The man's face, however, was covered, so he couldn't figure out who it was.

Draco asked coldly, “Golden Cicada, you were wondering how we realized your ambush, right? We managed to capture one man who was involved in planning the ambush, that's why.”

He faced the Northern Faction and declared, “Golden Cicada and a powerful enemy of us orchestrated this trap. Fortunately, we apprehended the enemy swiftly and devised a strategy to prevent getting killed. Golden Cicada, what else do you have to say?”

Golden Cicada shouted in anger, “Impossible! It can't be true! There's no way you've apprehended him! He's incredibly powerful.”

The “formidable enemy” let out a sigh. “Golden Cicada, there's no point in denying it now. I've already given away our plan to them. You should come clean to them, and they may spare your life. Otherwise, you will meet your demise today.”

“B*llshit!” Golden Cicada snapped. “You are not my master. Your voice...”

He abruptly stopped speaking, realizing he had used the word “master” unintentionally when he lost composure.

That was enough to prove the existence of the “formidable opponent.”

I've fallen for the Southern Faction's trap. Sh*t!

Golden Cicada's knuckles cracked menacingly upon that realization.

The man's face, however, was covered, so he couldn't figure out who it was.

Right then, everyone from the Northern Faction cast furious or suspicious gazes at him. It was pretty obvious by now that Golden Cicada had turned against them.