The Protector Novel

“We need to avenge our comrades of The Calamity as well as those who had sacrificed themselves for a greater cause!”

Levi had shown up with a sword made out of an iron meteorite that was once possessed by North Sky Lord.

It was called the Northern Excalibur, and it wasn’t an ordinary sword. It was the symbol of their comrades’ determination to protect the nation.

Levi was no fool—he had long gotten himself ready to flee the scene since he was well aware of Deicide’s destruction.

Although he was ready to sacrifice himself for a greater cause, he had no intention to sustain a meaningless blow since it was one of his principles to keep himself alive at all costs.

He had always shared his principles with his comrades ever since the day he was appointed the commander.

Otherwise, there wasn’t anyone they could defend if they were no longer around to keep the defenseless civilians safe.

Therefore, Levi had no intention to brace himself through Deicide’s attack since he might end up being injured but not dead since his body was sturdier than an ordinary person’s after going through the training with his mentor.

the seemingly serious blow in

out Deicide could heavily injure him,

hiding in the dark as soon as he figured out their presence. He had been playing pretend just to lure those in

surprised when he found out Eragon had

he couldn’t be sure if they were friends or foes. Thus, he had resorted to such

to misperceive he was dead halfway through the intense

it was nothing more than a piece of cake for Levi since his mentor had

picked up the proper method to produce a clone in split seconds. Thus, he could easily deceive others with his clone since it had taken the blow

a time

better to brush up his combat

equally important to polish his skills to produce several clones at once in case of

a hundred clones at once. Levi couldn’t help but wonder if his mentor could do