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!”

the number increased, and the

numbers were barely noticeable in a squad

die miserably! You’ll

fuming as he spewed

of thirty-eight men left. They planned

Heracles and the

going to fight on your own but

give our best so you

forever! Scrap the Suicide Squad. We are

approval took over the

didn’t they have to die, but they’d also bring honor to

would be welcoming them home with open

men sink their fingers into their palms as they

to leaving the squad with

of blockheads and fools. They are going

lucky ones and it’s not our time

up. We’re leaving for

fighters started to share their two cents on what had

that they could take down