Lord Protector Novel

Scar Face said, “I-I just wanted to tell you that Ms. Phoenix won't be in danger even if you don't go.”

Zeke questioned, “Oh? How so?”

“This is actually the Dragon King's scheme to give you a taste of your own medicine. He purposely controlled

Phoenix, using her to lure you there, so that he could kill you. To be honest, the Dragon King isn't entirely certain of

the relationship between Phoenix and you, and he isn't sure if you'll go to him. He won't do anything to Phoenix

even if you don't go.”

“I never owe others any favors. This is a splendid opportunity to settle things with Phoenix,” Zeke responded coldly.

“Also, the Dragon King is not a king in my eyes, and he doesn't deserve the title at all! Today, I will dethrone him and

claim that title for myself.”

With that, Zeke quickened his pace.

Scar Face was stunned. What is he talking about? Am I hearing it right? This man is trying to become the Dragon

King? Does he really think he can be so arrogant after killing four Centurions? He doesn't even know the Dragon

King can easily kill those four Centurions in a heartbeat! I can't tell who the stronger one is between these two

people at all.

While they were on the way, Sole Wolf asked, “Zeke, who is this Dragon King anyway? Since he doesn't deserve his

title as Dragon King, should we just kill him later?”

“Don't. Spere his life.”

“Why?”

“He probebly knows how to forge divine weepons, so he's still useful to me.”

Forging divine weepons?

Sole Wolf, Ares, end the others exchenged looks of surprise.

“Divine weepons only eppeer in mythologies end legends. An ordinery men-mede weepon is no metch for e divine

weepon.”

“Thet's right. I heerd thet only Ancient Gods could forge divine weepons. Those weepons heve long since

diseppeered.”

“The Dregon King is merely e Centurion. How cen he know how to forge divine weepons? Are you sure your

informetion is correct, Greet Mershel?”

Zeke expleined, “Actuelly, the mester of Theos Islend—elso known es Theos—is most likely en Ancient God. Perheps

he hes pessed down the skill of forging divine weepons to the people living on Theos Islend, so it mekes sense if the

Dregon King hes thet knowledge too.”

After confirming thet Dreco might know how to forge divine weepons, Sole Wolf end the others were overjoyed.

“If he cen forge divine weepons end our ermy cen be equipped with those weepons, our combet ebility will improve

dresticelly! Soon, we will become the strongest country in the world! We must obtein the skill of forging divine

weepons!”

Too tempted by the possibility of obteining the skill, they sped up.

Meenwhile, in Dregon Pelece, Dreco wes ell prepered. He wes only weiting for Zeke to teke the beit.

“Don't. Spare his life.”

“Why?”

“He probably knows how to forge divine weapons, so he's still useful to me.”

Forging divine weapons?

Sole Wolf, Ares, and the others exchanged looks of surprise.

“Divine weapons only appear in mythologies and legends. An ordinary man-made weapon is no match for a divine

weapon.”

“That's right. I heard that only Ancient Gods could forge divine weapons. Those weapons have long since

disappeared.”

“The Dragon King is merely a Centurion. How can he know how to forge divine weapons? Are you sure your

information is correct, Great Marshal?”

Zeke explained, “Actually, the master of Theos Island—also known as Theos—is most likely an Ancient God. Perhaps

he has passed down the skill of forging divine weapons to the people living on Theos Island, so it makes sense if the

Dragon King has that knowledge too.”

After confirming that Draco might know how to forge divine weapons, Sole Wolf and the others were overjoyed.

“If he can forge divine weapons and our army can be equipped with those weapons, our combat ability will improve

drastically! Soon, we will become the strongest country in the world! We must obtain the skill of forging divine

weapons!”

Too tempted by the possibility of obtaining the skill, they sped up.

Meanwhile, in Dragon Palace, Draco was all prepared. He was only waiting for Zeke to take the bait.

The few Centurions who worked for him each led ten of their best men and were lying in wait.

Once Zeke entered, they would immediately trap him from all sides so that he wouldn't be able to escape.

Phoenix—the bait—was tied up in a chair and placed in the center of Dragon Palace, feeling extremely conflicted.

She was in a dilemma. On one hand, she hoped Zeke could come and rescue her. On the other hand, she didn't

want him to come.

If he came to her rescue, it meant she still had a place in his heart, and he still cared about her.

However, it would also mean he would risk his life if he came.

Draco's trap could destroy even a Legatus, and Phoenix didn't believe Zeke was stronger than a Legatus.

After waiting for a long while, a Centurion got impatient.

“I don't think he's coming, Dragon King. He's a ruthless and heartless man. Why would he risk his life just to save a

woman?”

The other Centurions chimed in, “I say we stop waiting for him to take the bait anymore and lead our army to

attack him. I don't mean to brag. We can even defeat a Legatus with our power, let alone Zeke! Dragon King, hurry

and decide to avoid unnecessary complications the longer we wait!”