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 flux of men eventually stopped

were barely noticeable in a

die miserably!

was fuming as

men left. They planned to attack the

they were completely out of sight, Heracles and the

not going to fight on your own but side

you can go back to your love ones

Suicide Squad. We are the Vanquishers!

approval

only didn’t they have to die, but they’d

billions of their own people would be welcoming them home with open arms in

their palms as they counted their

close to leaving

ones who have just left are a bunch of blockheads and fools. They are going to regret it in

ones and it’s not our time to die

We’re leaving for

two cents on what

seriously think that they could