Lord Protector novel (Zeke Williams)

Chapter 2820 You Are My Grandson

After a moment, Ares piped up, "By the way, it's all thanks to Sole Wolf that I was able to get the divine weapon."

Sole Wolf was confused to hear that. He asked, "What does that have to do with me? Ares, are you making fun of me or something?"

Ares replied, "Do you know when the Great Marshal promised me the divine weapon? It was when I was guarding him previously. Anyway, Sole Wolf was supposed to be the one guarding the Great Marshal at that time, but it just so happened that he went out to fight, forcing me to stay back and protect the Great Marshal. If Sole Wolf hadn't asked me to stay behind, he would have been the receiver of the divine weapon, and I probably wouldn't have gotten anything."

Huh? Is this a joke?

Sole Wolf's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when he heard that. "Are you serious?"

"I have no reason to lie to you," came Ares' reply.

Noticing how serious Ares looked, a deep sense of regret surged through Sole Wolf.

He muttered, "D*mn it! If I had known that that would happen, I wouldn't have gone to look for a fight with Camp North Master and ended up losing a divine weapon. No... This won't do... This is all Camp North Master's fault. He caused me to lose a divine weapon, so he must take full responsibility for this."

Upon saying that, he turned on his heel and left.

The others yelled at him, "Where are you going, Sole Wolf?"

Sole Wolf growled, "I'm going to settle the score with Camp North Master."

Everyone was rendered speechless.

Poor Camp North Master... He's being blamed for something he didn't do.

Not long after, Sole Wolf found Camp North Master.

The latter had just settled down and was about to take a sip of water when Sole Wolf arrived, looking downright murderous. He fumed, "Get your *ss here, Camp North Master!"

Camp North Master felt his heart lurch. What the heck happened? I don't think I've offended him or anything. Why does he look like he's going to kill me?

He then inquired gingerly, "Master Sole Wolf, what can I do for you?"

"You owe me a divine weapon, remember?" Sole Wolf groused.

Camp North Master gave him a dubious look. "What divine weapon? Since when did I owe you a divine weapon? You must be joking with me, huh, Master Sole Wolf?"

At that, Sole Wolf huffed, "Hmph! Stop playing dumb with me. I don't care. You must pay me back a divine weapon. If you try to back out of this, I'll beat the sh*t out of you!" Camp North Master fell silent.

With God as my witness, I am innocent! This is our first meeting, so how did I end up owing him a divine weapon? Isn't Sole Wolf being too much?

Meanwhile, Zeke had locked himself inside his room, waiting for Quinlan's spiritual consciousness to awaken.

More than six hours had passed when the old beggar's spiritual consciousness finally showed some movement.

Quinlan yawned loudly before saying, "That's a good nap right there. Lacey, go and make your grandpa some roasted chicken, will you? If I'm happy with the food, I'll arrange for you to meet Zeke in your dreams."

Zeke immediately reeled from the shock when he heard that.

Grandpa? Is that old beggar claiming to be Lacey's grandfather? There's no way Lacey would have such an ugly grandfather, right? There must be some misunderstanding.

"Lacey... Lacey?" Getting no response, Quinlan raised his voice. It wasn't until a moment later when he opened his eyes did he realize something was off.

At the moment, Quinlan's strand of spiritual consciousness had no idea he had left the parallel universe and was now residing in Zeke's body.

"What the heck? Where am I? Have I finally left that godforsaken place? Oh God... Oh God..." Quinlan was so excited that he almost cried.

Zeke hurriedly explained, "Don't be too happy yet, Quinlan. Right now, you're just a strand of spiritual consciousness that has left the parallel universe. Although you're in the human world, your physical body is still sealed within the parallel universe."

A strand of spiritual consciousness?

Quinlan asked dubiously, "You're saying that I'm just a strand of spiritual consciousness?"

Zeke nodded. "That's right."

How is that possible?

Unable to digest Zeke's words, Quinlan closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, he uttered in a heavy tone filled with despair, "D*mn it! I really am just a strand of spiritual consciousness!"

He then added, "I think I remember you. You're my grandson, right?"