The Protector Novel

Iron Shield Laboratory was one of the many laboratories affiliated with Zarain. The laboratory was in charge of countless highly confidential researches.

Byron had spent most of his time there to take care of his damaged body parts. On top of that, he thought it was a great idea to stay hidden in a well-secured compound.

He felt a sense of security since Bruce had dispatched a Rank Six combatant to guard him just to ensure his safety.

To be precise, the combatant was merely a step away from being a Rank Seven. Thus, no ordinary Rank Six was a match for him in terms of combat skills.

Although most of the members of the Ruling Union had a bodyguard of Rank Six, none of them were as capable as the one Bruce sent Byron.

Byron still had to rely on the aid of psychologists just to bring himself to sleep due to nightmares.

“Mr. Byron, Mr. Schmidt will be appointed the king of another nation today. Mr. Johnston wants you to join them at the coronation ceremony.”

Byron shook his head and insisted, “Just tell my brother I’ll sit this one out!”

got up on the wrong side of the bed and wasn’t in

laboratory’s officials, approached him and announced,

Byron asked with

system! Not even a Rank Seven combatant can barge into the

his sentence with his chest held high, the

laboratory’s foundation had been destroyed. Subsequently, the self-defense system

“Intruders alert! Intruders alert!”

just intruded the

in the laboratory, Byron glared at Jameson in the eyes, indicating he had his doubts against Jameson’s so-called upgraded self-defense

frustration was written all over his face. He assured the startled Byron, “I’ll go deal with the intruder

the person behind Byron announced in a calm and collected tone, “As long as I’m around, I

steel, that was supposed to be impregnable, was sent flying by a man’s

a set of black clothes stood at the entrance with a black