The Protector Novel

To his dismay, every one kept quiet. Any sane person would choose the Four Basilisks over a Malcom Langston.

If they were able to survive the battle, their names would be sung by many.

To win the Northern Demon while having the Four Basilisks as their commanders would be the utmost honor one could receive.

And once the battle was over, the future would be smooth sailing, both in Erudia and among their families.

Even if they perished on the battleground, as a warrior, their family would receive certain compensations.

However, if they chose Levi, they were very likely to meet their end.

On top of that, they would naturally be known as soldiers who had committed desertion.

Thus, it wasn’t worth the risk to follow Levi.

There was a long pause.

Right when Heracles wanted to let out another laugh, out of nowhere, a few people shouted, “We’re gonna die anyway. Shouldn’t we die a more honorable death? Isn’t it better to have a choice? Let’s uproot that devil with our own hands!”

“Hey, brother. We’re coming with you!”

“Us too!”

slowly, the number increased, and the flux of

in a squad of considerable size like

die miserably!

was fuming as he

of thirty-eight men left. They planned

and the rest

fight on your own but side by side with us!

to give our best so you can go back

Scrap the Suicide Squad. We are the Vanquishers! Victory is in

cheers of approval took

have to die, but they’d also bring

billions of their own people would be welcoming them

men sink their fingers into their palms as they

to leaving the

are a bunch of blockheads and fools. They

lucky ones and it’s not our time to

pack up. We’re leaving for the

to share their two cents on what

Do they seriously think that they could take