Chapter 801
Lord Protector Novel
What!?
The crowd was instantly filled with rage.
They dare they fabricate a martyrâs certificate? They deserve the death penalty!
Weston furiously tore the martyrâs certificateâs into pieces. âSuch insolence! I thought you were an honest man, Joshua. I didnât think youâd be so full of tricks! You and your family have ten minutes to get the hell out of Octagon Row, or Iâll personally help you guys move out.â
Sage wanted to break down at the sight of the martyrâs certificate being torn.
Thatâs the only thing that can prove Frederickâs innocence!
Sage ran to carefully pick up the pieces of the certificate. âThis is real! Itâs not fake,â She insisted, crying. âMy brother really is a martyr. Boohoo... Youâre all a bunch of bullies!â
Zeke sighed helplessly.
Even Paul Hunt of the Atheville military couldnât erase these neighborsâ prejudices.
Looks like Iâll have to use my trump card.
He was going to get Wolfâs Greed to come over and stand before all these neighbors to prove that Frederick was indeed a part of the Great Marshalâs army!
Surely someone from the Great Marshalâs army would be able to remove all their doubts.
Wolfâs Greed, a member of the Alpha Suicide Squad, was on par with Sole Wolf in terms of abilities.
After dominating the nine countries, Wolfâs Greed had returned to Eurasia and was now watching over Atheville.
Zeke dialed Wolfâs Greedâs number in front of everyone.
Zeke dialed Wolfâs Greedâs number in front of everyone.
The call was quickly picked up.
âYouâve finally called me, Zeke. What can I do for you?â Wolfâs Greedâs voice trembled with excitement.
Zeke answered, âIâve found Hunting Wolf.â
Hmm?
Hunting Wolf turned even more worked up. âDamn! Where is he? That punk promised to introduce his sister to me. Iâve been searching for him for five whole years!â
Zeke was speechless for a moment.
âNumber 4, Trey Alley, Octagon Row in Atheville. Thatâs where his home is.â
âSh*t!â Wolfâs Greedâs cursed. âSo that punkâs been right there all along? Why didnât he ever come to me? Is he that worried Iâd marry his sister?â
Zeke sighed. âHeâs dead. Everyone thinks he deserted. I want you to come over right now and prove that he was a martyr as well as one of the ten right-hand men of the Great Marshal!â
Wolfâs Greed fell silent for a long while before finally taking a deep breath.
âIâll be there right away!â
Sole Wolfâs eyes lit up.
Wolfâs Greed really is full of greed. His deSire to kill is insatiable. He gets rid of every enemy he comes across.
Now that heâs making his way here, Weston and Quincy are as good as dead.
Zeke hung up on the call soon after.
The crowd stared at him peculiarly before they all burst into laughter.
âPffft... Hahah! Iâm about to die laughing!â
âDid he really just call Wolfâs Greed, the general of Atheville, to personally drop by and prove that Frederick was one of the Great Marshalâs elite soldiers?â
âHaha! If Frederick really were part of the Great Marshalâs troops, he would have risen through the ranks five years ago. Why did he end up being killed instead?â
âThis guy here needs to be more realistic with his lies.â
From the crowdâs conversation, a perceptive Zeke received an important piece of information.
Frederick had been murdered!
The killer will pay!
Weston looked full of disdain. âIf Iâm not mistaken, youâre the one who hit Quincy.â
âThatâs right. It was him,â Quincy remarked.
Weston took a steel pipe from his subordinate and handed it to Quincy. âHit him as much as you want, Dr. Lang. If he dares fight back, I will take his life on the spot.â
Quincy was elated. âThank you for the opportunity, Mr. Simpson.â
He walked toward Zeke with a cold smile.
Sage began to panic. âD-Donât hit him,â She pleaded while rushing in front of Zeke. âItâs no big deal...
We can move out right away. You should go, Mr. Williams. Weâll come and look for you later.â
With a smile, Zeke shoved Sage behind him. âDonât be afraid, Sage. Have you forgotten what Iâve told you? If the sky falls, Iâll hold it up for you.â