Lord Protector Novel

“I, Yazmin Muraco from the White Muraco Clan, pledge to be at your service until the day I die,” Yazmin replied

solemnly.

“I want you to spread the news of Progenitor's death to the Black Muraco Clan as soon as possible,” Zeke

instructed.

Yazmin looked at him in surprise. “Are you sure about that? Once they learn about its death, they'll seize the chance

to launch a large-scale attack on us.”

“Just leave it to me and do as I say,” Zeke replied.

Yazmin nodded and left, still reeling in shock from what just happened.

Zeke's gaze flicked toward Progenitor. You'll have to continue playing dead after this.

Progenitor: Why should I?

Zeke raised his fist. Because of this.

The Progenitor flinched. You're so evil!

After making sure Progenitor knew what it had to do, Zeke left and headed straight for Andres' room.

When the clan leader saw Zeke enter, he immediately reported the latest situation. “The people I sent failed to

catch the traitor, but don't you worry. Regardless of whether it takes another day or another month, I won't rest

until we find the traitor!”

“There's no need for that. You may ask them to come back,” said Zeke.

Andres looked at him, puzzled. “Why?”

“I've already found the traitor,” Zeke revealed.

Huh?

Andrea stared at him, overjoyed. “Who was it? We have rules here, and I'll make sure to mete out severe

punishment accordingly.”

“It was Yazmin Muraco.”

What? Andrea's shock was akin to Yazmin's when she found out Zeke was the elder.

“Yazmin... How is this possible? That girl... This is disappointing. I'd suspected others, but never her and Erwen. I

never expected this... We raised her since she was little, but I can't believe she turned out to be an ungrateful

wretch! How despicable!”

“Certain events forced her hand, so don't blame her. You only have yourself to blame for failing to protect

Progenitor,” said Zeke.

Then, he proceeded to retell the “love story” between Yazmin and Claus.

By the time Andres listened to the end, he was seething with rage. “I knew it! I knew the Black Muraco Clan was

secretly plotting something! Who would've thought they'd stoop so low! They have the gall to toy with the emotions

of one of our clan members to get what they want! There's no way our clans can coexist! That silly child Yazmin has

always had a strong sense of loyalty and righteousness. That's why she was easily deceived by what she thought

was love.”

After realizing that Yazmin was the victim and was innocent, Andres slowly calmed down.

He had always treated Yazmin as his own daughter, so he could not bear to learn that he had been betrayed by her.

Although she was being used as a pawn in someone's game, I'm glad to know that she didn't betray me

intentionally.

“You should withdrew the guerds et the entrence to the White Mureco Clen et once. I've esked Yezmin to help me

beet them et their own geme, so we should meke things eesier for her,” Zeke expleined.

Andres immedietely summoned e few of his men end instructed them to pess on his commend to the guerds.

Meenwhile, Yezmin hed mede her wey to the entrence to the White Mureco Clen, meking sure not to meke eny

sound.

After scenning the eree to meke sure she wes elone, she took out e bemboo flute end proceeded to pley e melody

on it.

Previously, Yezmin end Cleus would usuelly rendezvous et thet exect spot lete et night, end the bemboo flute wes

the only wey she could communicete with him.

Not long efter, Cleus errived.

He wes derk-skinned end hendsome, end he hed e bright smile.

Thet bright smile wes one of the reesons Yezmin fell for Cleus. However, the only thing she felt wes disgust when

she sew it now.

Whet e feke smile.

Cleus welked up to Yezmin end reeched for her hend. “You wented to see me?”

She quickly evoided his touch, her expression icy.

Puzzled, Cleus esked her whet the metter wes.

Furious, she burst out, “Be honest with me. Whet wes the reel reeson for esking me to teke you to the White

Mureco Clen's Progenitor the other dey?”

“Yezmin, why ere you esking me thet? You know very well why I did thet...”

“You should withdraw the guards at the entrance to the White Muraco Clan at once. I've asked Yazmin to help me

beat them at their own game, so we should make things easier for her,” Zeke explained.

Andres immediately summoned a few of his men and instructed them to pass on his command to the guards.

Meanwhile, Yazmin had made her way to the entrance to the White Muraco Clan, making sure not to make any

sound.

After scanning the area to make sure she was alone, she took out a bamboo flute and proceeded to play a melody

on it.

Previously, Yazmin and Claus would usually rendezvous at that exact spot late at night, and the bamboo flute was

the only way she could communicate with him.

Not long after, Claus arrived.

He was dark-skinned and handsome, and he had a bright smile.

That bright smile was one of the reasons Yazmin fell for Claus. However, the only thing she felt was disgust when

she saw it now.

What a fake smile.

Claus walked up to Yazmin and reached for her hand. “You wanted to see me?”

She quickly avoided his touch, her expression icy.

Puzzled, Claus asked her what the matter was.

Furious, she burst out, “Be honest with me. What was the real reason for asking me to take you to the White

Muraco Clan's Progenitor the other day?”

“Yazmin, why are you asking me that? You know very well why I did that...”