Ares whipped his communicator out and called the Great Marshal, but it wouldn't get through. After all, the real
Great Marshal was in a valley, and only he had the communicator. It was impossible for him to contact Zeke as
there wasn't any signal there.
Ares frowned. He had called Zeke's personal communicator just now, and the only ones who knew that number
were in Eurasia's top echelon.
The only reason someone would call his personal number was that they had important matters to discuss. That was
why Zeke would always keep that personal communicator on him twenty-four-seven. So why can't I get through to
him? Did something happen to him?
Joseph said, “To tell you the truth, the Great Marshal is at the Ministry of Celestial Affairs right now, so he can't take
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtany calls. But I can call him for you.”
“You?” Ares looked at him suspiciously, but Joseph called the ministry right in front of him.
After going through a few people, the Great Marshal showed up on the screen. But of course, that person was none
other than Warren.
Ares quickly said, “Greetings, Great Marshal. I am Ares.”
Warren looked upset. “And why did you call me?”
Ares said, “I just want to know if you have really appointed Joseph as Summerbank's protector and made me his
deputy.”
Warren nodded. “Yes. That's the decision I came up with after much consideration.”
Ares couldn't believe what he was hearing. “You have to think this through, Great Marshal. There's proof that Joseph
is conspiring with the Netherworld. If he takes over Summerbank, then—”
“Silence!” Warren roared. “Are you questioning my decision? I have and always will be against the Netherworld. Or
do you think I've betrayed the nation?”
Ares had never seen him so angry, so he said, “No, Sir.”
“Then do as I say. And take some herbs and spiritual drugs for me, Joseph. I have my uses for them. Also, tell my
wife to come to the ministry. I have important matters to discuss with her.”
“Yes, Sir!” Joseph looked at Warren happily.
Once the call was cut, Joseph gave Ares a smug look. “So, are you still going to go against the decree?”
Ares still wouldn't back down. “Pull anything funny and I'll cut your head even if you have the decree.”
He unsheathed a sword from a warrior who was standing beside him. The blade glinted menacingly, and it scared
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJoseph. He knew the brute would kill him, so he stopped gloating. “Take me to the summit. Now. You'll all be
punished if the Great Marshal is displeased.”
Ares sneered. “Very well then. I'll take you up there. Get on my back.”
Joseph noticed that sneer, of course, and his heart almost stopped. Why did he sneer like that? Sh*t. Of course, he
has a plan. He's probably going to create an “accident” and make me fall halfway through. Dammit. Zeke's lackeys
are as evil as he is.
Joseph didn't let Ares take him up to the mountain. Instead, he called his own men to give him a ride on the back
up.
Even so, Ares still happily volunteered himself, but that only confirmed Joseph's guess that Ares would kill him
halfway through.
In the end, Joseph got up to the summit thanks to his own men. The summit's herbs were the best and the first to
ripen, so that was what he wanted to pick.