The Protector Novel

“I-It’s freaking Levi! H-How are you still alive!”

Byron couldn’t even form a complete sentence when he found out he had been right all along—Levi was alive! Even Deicide couldn’t take him out!

Clenching his teeth with all his might in an attempt to calm himself, Byron continued stammering, “Y-You…”

“I’m afraid it’s impossible for you to take him away with you until you take me out.”

The mysterious figure behind Byron started emanating a menacing aura, intimidating those in the hall.

Since he was merely a step away from Rank Seven, he was no ordinary Rank Six combatant. In short, he was one of the few formidable foes Levi had ever encountered.

Swoosh!

He drew his long sword that seemed like one of the Raysonia’s samurai. The sword seemed to have been loaded with a mysterious form of energy, granting him the power to take out his foe without much of a challenge.

Schneider did a great job incorporating the techniques of Raysonia with the advancement of technology. Thus, Byron felt a sense of relief with Schneider around him.

“I won’t allow you to take anyone away with you as long as I’m around here!”

before catapulting in

Swoosh!

his sword and crashed the floor as a result of

of his. He was certain he could take him

trying to outmatch me in terms

with a scowl and dashed in his foe’s direction with the

Bam!

side in split seconds and had their back facing one another after a mere two to three

had occurred, but blood gushed

Clank!

seconds after

out someone who was merely a step away from Rank Seven within split seconds and drenched those in the hall

about to pass out. Consequently,

come with me and

Bam! Bam! Bam!

few punches were all it took to destroy Byron’s body parts he had spent days and weeks touching up. Levi dragged the dejected man out