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Lord Protector Novel

Chapter 1184
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Ares nodded and replied, “Yeah. It would seem what we’ve destroyed so far is not even a third of their true power.”

Zeke concurred, “With Bloodsworth imprisoned in Eurasia currently, they’re only going to attack us even more

ferociously to get him back. I alone will not be enough to deter our enemies. Ares, it’s time for you to come out of

retirement. With two Archdukes, they will be more hesitant to attack us.”

“Of course,” Ares stated, “I plan on coming out of retirement, defeating you and seizing the title of Great Marshal

for myself.”

Zeke gave a long sigh. “Why would anyone want to bear such a heavy burden? Who would be willing to perpetually

be in danger? I have to say I’m looking forward to the day you beat me. I assure you that if I lose, I’ll gladly

handover the safety of the country to you and retire. I wish to focus my full attention on taking care of Lacey.”

That’s a promise.

For the next few days, Zeke turned his attention to Bloodsworth’s interrogation at the hands of Sole Wolf.

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Bloodsworth knew secrets that would affect the peace of the nation.

Three days later, Sole Wolf came looking for Zeke.

His face was ashamed as he reported, “Zeke, I’m so sorry. We didn’t manage to get anything useful out of

Bloodsworth. His resolve is just too strong. No matter what Cygnus Room threw at him, they were still unable to

make him talk. In the end, he took his secrets to his grave.”

Sucking in a deep breath, Zeke uttered, “It’s not your fault. Don’t underestimate the willpower of an Archduke,

especially a top-tier Archduke like him.”

“However, his death was not a complete waste. We did an autopsy on his body and discovered that he doesn’t have

ALS at all,” Sole Wolf added.

What?

Zeke was dumbfounded.

If Bloodsworth did not have ALS then why would he risk his life to steal the Gentiana scabra?

The herb was only effective for ALS and nothing else.

Unless he was stealing it for someone else? Just who is this person that he would be willing to take such a huge risk?

After mulling over the question for a while, Zeke came up with a suspect.

Bloodsworth’s teacher, Pike!

Many years ago, Pike was a strong warrior on par with the Great Marshal. They were both Platinum Archdukes, the

strongest fighters in the world.

Archdukes were categorized into four levels, namely Bronze, Silver, Gold, and Platinum Archdukes. Naturally,

Platinum was the highest tiered.

Julian Thisleton, who had attained the seventh level of the Ares Magical Arts, was considered the lowest tier -

Bronze Archduke.

Ares, who was the strongest Gold Archduke, was one step away from reaching the status of Platinum Archduke.

All those years ago, Pike had founded Bloodsworth Syndicate and attacked another smaller country. The number of

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dead bodies he had left in his wake had created rivers of blood, shocking the world to the core.

Yet for some reason, he had suddenly gone into retirement just as he reached the height of his prime. Bloodsworth

Syndicate was then handed over to his disciple, Bloodsworth, to manage.

Now, Zeke was suspecting the reason for Pike’s early retirement was that he had contracted ALS.

It was incredibly likely that Bloodsworth had stolen the Gentiana scabra to cure his teacher.

If Pike really did recover his former power, the natural order of the world would be disturbed once more.

There were not many people in the world who Zeke felt threatened by, but Pike was most definitely one of them.

His expression was grave as he ordered, “Guard the treasure room well. The Gentiana scabra must not be taken at

all costs!”

“Understood!”

The word had barely left Sole Wolf’s lips when his phone rang.

He answered the call and listened for a moment.

Suddenly, the color drained from his face and he fell to his knees before Zeke.

“Great Marshal, I deserve death! Please punish me!”

Anxiety surged through Zeke. “What’s happened? Stand up and speak.”