The Protector Novel

“No, that’s not what-”

Western Monk tried to tell the truth again, but Heracles tugged on his arm meaningfully.

Then, he steeled himself to fortify the lie. “Yes, that’s right! Together with the Suicide Squad, we finally managed to slay the Northern Demon.”

Eastern Beast spat out a mouthful of blood and lamented, “But thousands of our brothers-in-arms perished along with him. They were all good men.”

“Yes. They were indeed. At least half the credit must go to them.”

Southern Warrior feigned grief.

Ahem, Ahem…

Heracles kept coughing out blood.

“Finally, everything is over. The Northern Demon is dead!”

Western Monk swallowed back his words, forcing himself not to utter a single word.

Just like that, the Four Basilisks took all the credit for slaying the Northern Demon.

The army had arrived just in time to see the sky crack and the ground splitting open.

Also considering all the severe wounds covering the Four Basilisks and the total annihilation of the Suicide Squad, no one suspected a thing.

a question. Wasn’t the Fusion Attack useless against the Northern

a lot

us? If we weren’t the ones who killed the Northern Demon, then who killed him?

Dragon

other than the Four Basilisks, no one else

Azure Dragon. “Isn’t it obvious enough for you? They were the ones who slayed the Northern

“The four of you

hail the

the heroes

crowd chanted in

Four Basilisks with awe shining in their

and Heracles basked in the feeling of being worshipped by

of Erudia was

them proudly raised their chins

who lowered his head in

someone else’s accomplishment was something he couldn’t bring himself

not

this news to the Dragonites, so that they can

the others were

all, the Northern

definitely something worth

of Eastern Beast and his other two comrades gleamed

would be smooth-sailing