Lord Protector Novel

Northern King thought Southern King had ordered the Ten Ruthless Warriors to sneak in and ambush him.

To everyone's surprise, Southern King sighed instead. “I'm afraid they're not coming back.”

The crowd shot him curious looks. “What do you mean?”

“They're dead.”

That caused an uproar in the crowd.

“The Ten Ruthless Warriors were felled in Centuria's district? Unbelievable!”

“Yeah! As everyone knows, the Ten Ruthless Warriors are more powerful than the Legatuses, despite not holding the title. Yet, they were defeated in Centuria's district... How powerful is the new commander in that area?”

“It seems unlikely Northern King can defeat him.”

“Maybe... the new commander there is a Camp Master-level warrior.”

“Crap! If that's true, then it's pointless for us to fight them at all. We're basically just waiting for our defeat.”

Northern King's heart lurched. “Did the Ten Ruthless Warriors truly die in the hands of that new commander, Southern King?”

Nodding, Southern King replied, “Yes.”

“Then do you know how powerful he is? If he's capable of vanquishing the Ten Ruthless Warriors, he must be as powerful as a Camp Master.”

Southern King was going to tell him he suspected the new commander's strength could rival Theos.

However, after a brief moment of contemplation, he decided to withhold the answer. Since the Centurias have betrayed us, Northern King will probably pick a fight with them. However, if I let him know the new commander is as powerful as Theos, he probably won't do it. In that case, I may as well tell him the new commander is very weak, so he'll provoke the guy and dig his own grave! Hmph! If I'm going down, I'm taking you down with me!

Swiftly, he refuted, “You're mistaken, Northern Master. Actually, that new commander isn't as powerful as we thought. In fact, I think I'm about as strong as him. If I do my best, I believe I can slay him.”

Confounded, Northern King questioned, “In that case, why are you severely injured and the Ten Ruthless Warriors dead?”

A sigh escaped Southern King's lips. “It's because he has a Dark Level divine weapon. You know just how powerful a weapon of that caliber is. Even after I joined forces with the Ten Ruthless Warriors, we were still no match for him.”

“Oh my god. A Dark Level divine weapon? How is it possible that he possesses one? As you know, we can only craft a crude Dark Level divine weapon. It's only after we hand it to the Camp Master for him to perfect it that it can truly be called a divine weapon. Tell me, Southern King. Did he make the weapon himself, or did he bring it here from the outside world?”

“The weapon seemed relatively pristine, so I assume he crafted it himself. Besides, hasn't he been collecting many Spirit Stones and refining them into Grade Two spiritual iron with the purpose of forging divine weapons?”