Lord Protector Novel

Chapter 1111



Chapter 1111

Chapter 1111


Pointing a gun at the Great Marshal was a grave crime, let alone he actually fired a shot.


Bowing to Zeke, Xavier stuttered, “It’s... It’s my fault for offending you.”


“I... I am willing to die as punishment. I just hope that you will show my family mercy.”


Zeke nodded impassionedly. “Mmm.”


With that, Xavier felt relieved that his family didn’t have to suffer the same consequences.


Then, he put the gun into his mouth...


Bang!


The next moment, he collapsed into a pool of blood.


When the Williams family saw what just unfolded, they turned pale in horror.


This abandoned son of theirs could catch bullets with his bare hands.


Is he even human?


Furthermore, he is able to frighten Xavier into committing suicide as punishment.


Isn’t he just a field officer?


Why was Xavier so terrified of him?


By now, it was obvious that Zeke wasn’t just a mere field officer.


The Williams family was now in hot soup.


Zeke added, “Let’s continue.”


“Come in.”


At his command, a large group of heavily armed soldiers barged into the room and surrounded the Williams family, causing them to tremble in fear.


If their assumptions were correct, the soldiers were there to conscript them.


Given that they had it easy their whole lives, wouldn’t they be the first to die in battle?


As expected, Zeke ordered, “Take the Williams family away and send them to the border as conscripts.”


“Stop!”


Mdm. Williams bellowed, “You’re just a low-ranking field officer. What gives you the right to order us to be conscripted?”


“I don’t believe that no one can stop you from acting with such impunity.”


Having spoken, Mdm. Williams brought out her phone to call for help.


One of the soldiers wanted to restrain her but Zeke signaled him not to.


Mdm. Williams called Esme Sullivan who picked up very quickly.


Mdm. Williams cried out, “Lady Sullivan, please save us!”


“Zeke is abusing his authority by conscripting all of us. You have to help us.”


Sighing, Lady Sullivan replied helplessly, “Hundreds of young men from the Sullivan family have also been conscripted by him.”


“Mdm. Williams, just accept your fate.”


Thump!


As reality set in, Mdm. Williams collapsed onto the floor.


Even the Sullivan family who was quasi-royalty couldn’t escape Zeke’s influence.


This abandoned child had climbed to such dizzying heights over the last few years.


Amidst cries of anguish, the Williams family were taken away.


After that, only Zeke and Lacey were left.


Stepping in front of Zeke, Lacey pleaded, “Zeke, I beg of you, please tell me your real identity.”


“Even the Williams family is no match for you. Are you actually a general?”


Stroking Lacey’s hair, Zeke replied with a smile, “Do you really want to know?”


Lacey shot back, “Obviously.”


Zeke answered, “Very well. On the day of our wedding, I’ll reveal my true identity.”


“Speaking of the wedding, I chose an auspicious date.”


“The first of October, National Day. What do you think?”


Lacey blushed as she threw herself into Zeke’s embrace. “Alright, whatever you say.”


“Zeke, I was nearly scared to death today. I thought that we were going to be hastily married in this dilapidated hall.”


“A lady’s wedding is the most important day of her life. I want you to marry me in a grand and glorious event.”


Zeke replied with a smile, “Alright.”


During the National Day celebrations, all the government leaders including Zeke would be attending the annual military parade at Traffe Gate.


After the parade, Zeke would invite all of them to his wedding.


The guests would include both generals and leaders of the government.


It was going to be a grand event.


At that moment, Zeke received a message on his phone.


It was the Demon, head of the Assassin Organization.


“The matriarch of the Thisleton family, Lilith, and Francis Sullivan have both left Thisleton Manor. They’re coming for revenge.”


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