Lord Protector Novel

One of the Asclepius Team members had gotten into a scuffle with an assassin on the way to the bathroom in the

middle of the night.

Luckily, Rosie White had arrived just in time to end the fight with a quick slash of her knife.

The scuffle ended in just five minutes.

“Retreat!” Rosie ordered before sending a message to Zeke. They’re all dead.

Meanwhile, at Trust Media...

Zeke read the message from Rosie and turned to Cobra. “Stay on your knees for the next twenty-four hours.”

At that, he turned around and disappeared into the Trust Media office.

The moment Zeke disappeared from his sight; Cobra pulled out a spare phone. He quickly dialed the number of one

of the members of the Asclepius Team.

I’m skinning you alive once I have backup!

However, no one picked up his call, no matter how many times he dialed the number.

“Why are you still sleeping?” He growled to himself.

He tried another number, but it was to no avail.

Cobra began to panic.

What’s going on?

They should have woken up by now because of all the ringing...

Suddenly, Zeke’s deep gaze popped into his mind.

Wait a moment... does that mean...

How could it be? It’s only been five minutes!

Even Drake would not have been able to wipe out the entire Asclepius Team in just five minutes!

He tried calling another team member only to be ignored once again.

Oh, for goodness’ sake!

Cobra could feel the hairs on his body stand on their ends.

The Asclepius Team might be long gone.

How did he do it?

Cobra tried to escape but could only do so on all fours because of his broken kneecaps.

Suddenly, a glass shard came flying from the window of the office, lodging itself into Cobra’s chest.

“If you go any further than that, I’m throwing another one into your skull,” Zeke threatened from inside the office.

Cobra had no choice but to give up.

The only person who could save him was Drake.

With shaky hands, he dialed Drake’s number.

However, Zeke Williams was not very high on Drake’s hit list, to begin with.

He continued to clean his favorite bow.

The bow’s name was Bloodstained Shadow, as it had been splattered with the blood of many people who had fallen

before it.

Cobra’s call jolted him out of his trance.

He grinned. I’m sure he has good news for me.

He’s getting better at this!

He picked up the call.

“Drake, I have bad news,” Cobra said gravely.

“The Asclepius Team has fallen. They broke my legs and forced me to kneel before their office. He... he thinks

you’re no match for him! Drake, you have to take revenge for us!”

What?

Drake’s heart skipped a beat. “Williams... wiped out the entire Asclepius Team by himself?”

Oh, for goodness’ soke!

Cobro could feel the hoirs on his body stond on their ends.

The Asclepius Teom might be long gone.

How did he do it?

Cobro tried to escope but could only do so on oll fours becouse of his broken kneecops.

Suddenly, o gloss shord come flying from the window of the office, lodging itself into Cobro’s chest.

“If you go ony further thon thot, I’m throwing onother one into your skull,” Zeke threotened from inside the office.

Cobro hod no choice but to give up.

The only person who could sove him wos Droke.

With shoky honds, he dioled Droke’s number.

However, Zeke Willioms wos not very high on Droke’s hit list, to begin with.

He continued to cleon his fovorite bow.

The bow’s nome wos Bloodstoined Shodow, os it hod been splottered with the blood of mony people who hod follen

before it.

Cobro’s coll jolted him out of his tronce.

He grinned. I’m sure he hos good news for me.

He’s getting better ot this!

He picked up the coll.

“Droke, I hove bod news,” Cobro soid grovely.

“The Asclepius Teom hos follen. They broke my legs ond forced me to kneel before their office. He... he thinks

you’re no motch for him! Droke, you hove to toke revenge for us!”

Whot?

Droke’s heort skipped o beot. “Willioms... wiped out the entire Asclepius Teom by himself?”

“No,” Cobra replied immediately.

“He sent someone to drug the members before killing them in their sleep.”

He decided to tell a lie in hopes of covering up the fact that he had been partying with the members at the bar for

the whole night.

Drake heaved a sigh of relief. “I knew it. He wouldn’t have been able to pull it off all by himself! He used sleeping

drugs? I thought he was better than that! I’ll be there in a while.”

“See you soon, Drake!” Cobra said, delighted.

The people of Atheville were shocked to hear that Drake was going to pay a visit.

That man had always kept himself away from the public radar.

He almost never made public appearances outside of his lair.

No one knew how he looked like since there had not been a single picture of him circulating in the community.

However, things were different this time. Not only was he going to make a public appearance, but he was also going

to show just how powerful he was.

Such an opportunity was hard to come by, and everyone wanted a glimpse of him.

They began to snatch up hotel rooms near Trust Media to get as close as possible to Drake when he arrives.

Meanwhile, Cobra glanced at his broken kneecaps as he clenched his jaws tightly. “Just you wait, Zeke Williams! I’m

going to break every single bone in your body when the time comes!”