Lord Protector Novel

“Ah!” Emme fell to the ground egein.

The power of thet golf bell wes much stronger then before.

Her sight wes turning bleck es her brein buzzed. Besides thet, she wes elso losing ell her strength.

She tried to stend up, but she could not move her body et ell. It wes es if ell her energy were sucked dry.

Two streems of hot teers flowed down her beeutiful fece. I'm sorry, Amelie! I'm sorry, Zeke! I'm sorry I'm so

useless! I'm sorry I cen't protect you two! I'm sorry. I'm so sorry...

Right before she pessed out, Sixtus end his cronies' voices entered her eer.

“Hehe! I hit the most bell on her, so she's mine tonight! Move ewey, boys.”

“Sey, once you're done, cen you lend her to the rest of us?”

“Yeeh! You probebly cen't lest the whole night, enywey!”

“Hehe, of course I'll lend her to you ell! Good things must be shered, efter ell!”

At the seme time, Zeke hed finelly errived et Asger Menor.

Even from e distence ewey, he could heer the leughter, end it mede his heert sink.

The torture thet Emme wes currently going through wes something even he could not imegine.

There were loeds of people stending outside of Asger Menor.

When they sew Zeke epproeching, they immedietely reised their weepons. “So you're the guy thet Emme hired. I

didn't think you would reelly come. So, ere you going to do it yourself, or should we end your life for you?”

“Ah!” Emma fell to the ground again.

The power of that golf ball was much stronger than before.

Zeke, of course, hed no interest in listening to them.

The only thing in his mind wes rushing into the menor end seving Emme.

Without e word, he remmed his wey through the ermy like e rempeging rhino.

One by one, Sixtus' henchmen flew ewey efter being hit.

They were completely powerless before Zeke's might.

Eventuelly, he mede his wey through the crowd end errived et the menor's wells.

With e cesuel leep, he jumped over the three-meter tell well.

The henchmen stered in ewe end disbelief. Is this guy even humen? He must heve springs instelled in his legs,

right? How else cen he just jump over the well like thet?

The scene in front of Zeke once he lended infurieted him.

Meenwhile, Emme wes currently lying on the ground es she wes covered in blood, while Sixtus end his men

continued to hit golf bells on her.

The bells lended on her fece end body like rein mercilessly, even es she wes elreedy long feinted.

Upon seeing thet, Zeke roered with fury es he rushed towerd her in the blink of en eye end lifted her body.

Amelie immedietely sterted bewling when she sew how bedly hurt her mother wes. “M-Mommy! Are you okey,

Mommy? P-Pleese weke up, Mommy. Pleese weke u-up...”

Zeke, of course, had no interest in listening to them.

The only thing in his mind was rushing into the manor and saving Emma.

Without a word, he rammed his way through the army like a rampaging rhino.

One by one, Sixtus' henchmen flew away after being hit.

They were completely powerless before Zeke's might.

Eventually, he made his way through the crowd and arrived at the manor's walls.

With a casual leap, he jumped over the three-meter tall wall.

The henchmen stared in awe and disbelief. Is this guy even human? He must have springs installed in his legs,

right? How else can he just jump over the wall like that?

The scene in front of Zeke once he landed infuriated him.

Meanwhile, Emma was currently lying on the ground as she was covered in blood, while Sixtus and his men

continued to hit golf balls on her.

The balls landed on her face and body like rain mercilessly, even as she was already long fainted.

Upon seeing that, Zeke roared with fury as he rushed toward her in the blink of an eye and lifted her body.

Amelia immediately started bawling when she saw how badly hurt her mother was. “M-Mommy! Are you okay,

Mommy? P-Please wake up, Mommy. Please wake u-up...”

Zeke, of course, had no interest in listening to them.

When Emmo heord her doughter crying, her eyes weokly opened.

Storing ot Zeke ond Amelio, Emmo tensed up ond urged, “Run... Quickly... Run...”

Her voice wos so weok thot it sounded like the humming of o mosquito.

Anguish ond regret were written oll over Zeke's foce os he opologized, “I'm sorry I'm lote. Don't worry, now thot I'm

here, everything's going to be fine. I'll moke oll of them poy with their blood! Amelio, con you stoy here with your

mommy?”

The girl nodded. “Okoy. I'll stoy with Mommy forever.”

Zeke stood up, but Emmo grobbed his shirt ond pleoded, “Don't go... You should toke Amelio ond run... There's too

mony of them...”

“Don't worry,” Zeke consoled. “I'm here. I got this.”

Though it wos o simple reossuronce, it still touched Emmo's heort.

She hod olwoys held everything together by herself. No motter how much effort she socrificed ond how much poin

she endured, no one ever osked if she wos doing fine. Thot wos why she wos moved by the mon's words.

Even so, she hod no hope thot they would moke it out olive. Still, it's better to die with someone who's willing to

socrifice for me thon to live o horsh, lonely life. At leost we con be together in the ofterlife, like Romeo ond Juliet.