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Lord Protector Novel

Chapter 1321
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He hadn’t expected that George would ask him for a phone recording of the tip-off.

Henry stood there, dumb as a doorknob.

Cursing quietly, George snapped, “God damn it, I knew it! Someone has paid off the whole bunch of you!”

Without hesitating, George pulled out his gun and started shooting at the security guards.

Several loud gunshots later, the room was full of screams of pain.

However, insulting a King Class warrior warranted a penalty worse than death!

Henry was about to collapse in agony.

Even if we did wrong, did you really have to open fire on us?

Why is George protecting a cripple like Zeke Williams?

George walked over to Zeke. “Sir, I offer my sincerest apologies for the inconvenience we’ve caused you. My

underlings have made a mistake.”

Zeke nodded his head coldly before turning to Henry again. “Whose orders are you acting on? Tell me!”

Henry shook his head frantically. “Nobody’s! I’m acting according to the safety procedures.”

Zeke reached for the gun in George’s hand. The next moment, he had fired a bullet into Henry’s thigh.

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Henry screamed in pain.

“Maybe that’ll loosen your mouth. Tell me whose orders you’re acting on now.”

This was insanity!

Henry was going crazy.

Zeke Williams had shot him right in front of George. How much bravado did he have?

Henry turned towards George and looked at him with pleading eyes. “Sir, please save me!”

However, George only shook his head. “I’m sorry, I don’t have any say in this.”

“Even if the Great Marshal here wanted to kill all of you, I won’t be able to stop him.”

Henry felt completely blindsided. “But you’re the colonel’s personal bodyguard! Surely you’ll be able to take down a

cripple like him?”

Huh?

Immediately, George’s faces clouded over with rage.

Without hesitating, he slapped Henry across the face.

“Shut up! His Majesty here is the pride of Eurasia!”

“How dare you insult the king like this? Do you know the severity of the consequences you’re going to face?”

What does he mean?

Looking up at George bewilderedly, Henry and the other security guards asked, “King?”

“When did we ever insult the king?”

“Unless...”

A horrible realization dawned on all of them.

Henry looked questioningly at George, who returned his gaze with an almost imperceptible nod.

Henry and the security guards look as though they had been struck by lightning. All thoughts had vanished from

their mind, except for one glaring one.

The Great Marshal was the King Class Warrior!

He wasn’t crippled at all! In fact, he had gone on to become the first King Class warrior the world had ever seen.

We’ve accidentally insulted the king!

Damn it. Clyde Thisleton, you’ve ruined me!

Ignoring their excruciating pain, a few security guards crawled up from the floor and started begging for Zeke’s

forgiveness.

Icily, Zeke said, “Now, can you lot finally tell me who’s the real mastermind behind this?”

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“We’ll say it, we’ll say it!” The security guard had no choice but to confess.

They would much rather offend the entire Thisleton family than anger the King Class warrior himself!

“We’re acting on Clyde Thisleton’s orders! He doesn’t want you to attend the Grand Ceremony.”

“Oh, right! He also lied to us that the King Class warrior is his father, Ares!”

“Clyde Thisleton is tired of living!” George said, his eyes flashing with rage. “He nearly disrupted the coronation

ceremony!”

“Great Marshal, should I lock him up for you now?”

Zeke shook his head. “Actually, I’ve already had a hunch that it was him.”

“However, don’t do anything to him. He still hasn’t served his purpose yet.”

Clyde was bosom friends with Connor Black. Zeke highly suspected that Connor Black had something to do with the

Devonville army assassination.

Through Clyde, Zeke realized that he could find out a lot more about the incident from Connor.

“Let’s go to the ceremony.” Zeke said.

George escorted him backstage, where a private waiting room had been arranged for him.

“Sir, the colonel wishes for you to wear a mask during the ceremony later. He doesn’t want you to expose your

identity.”

Why not? Zeke felt a little confused.