Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1555

As of now, he was much stronger than he used to be. With this new strength, Levi was on a whole new level compared to the others, so he definitely didn't need protection from others, as he could do it just fine. “Also, try not to appear before me that frequently! Geez!” he exclaimed in annoyance before kicking Lance out and slamming the door shut. Staring at the door from outside, Lance let out a sigh. “Your temperament is still the same despite being an ordinary person now, Master. But that is exactly why I need to protect you. What if your enemies decide to attack you? It will all be too late by then. I will protect you regardless of what you say or how you act.” With that said, Levi appointed a few elites to guard Levi's house. Of course, he didn't act on this alone. The other members of the Nine Lords all agreed with him. “Remember to stay hidden. Don't let Master notice your presence.” “Worry not, my Lord. An ordinary person won't sense our presence,” responded one of them before all the elites scattered around the villa to take their positions as discussed. Inside the villa, Levi glanced at the directions all the elites just went to since he had already noticed them from the beginning. Meanwhile, in the depths of a snowy area in Fairlake City, several people were honing their Taichi skills in a park. Despite the icy cold weather, they were all wearing thin clothes. In any case, Lance was right with one thing—Levi's enemies were preparing to launch an attack on him. Even though Taichi's movements were slow, the skill itself had its own charm. Right then, a man dressed in a leather jacket arrived. “Bad news! All six of the men we sent to murder Levi are missing!” he reported. “What?” Upon hearing the news, they paused their practice and turned their heads toward him. “How could that be? The Dragonites had destroyed Levi's martial vein. He's nothing but an ordinary man now! How could they go missing?” muttered an old man in a black robe known as Obsidian Dragon. “Somebody's probably protecting him in the dark.” “Damn. He's not that easy to kill.” “I don't care about that! My revenge is still happening!” Obsidian Dragon roared in rage. “Even if the Dragonites' are the ones who are shielding him, I want him dead! Kill anybody who gets in the way, and that includes the Dragonites!” Anybody else would have started questioning the old man's identity upon hearing his confident statement about getting rid of the Dragonites. However, everyone in the field remained unbothered. “My eldest and second sons are naturally gifted when it comes to martial art. My third son, however, wasn't blessed with the same fate. Even so, not only was he incredibly intelligent, but his willpower was also unmatched! He had never relied on me and had always told me that he could pave his own way toward a bright future. And he sure accomplished his goal by creating The Avengers, which gave much trouble to the whole country. My son was an ambitious man who hadn't even shown his full potential to the world!” What he didn't know is that I've been secretly helping him. Otherwise, The Avengers would not have gotten as big as they are now. Keerea, Raysonia, and Zarain also would not have been at his mercy. “I have always anticipated my son's further development as a person, but Levi has snatched that chance away from me!” he hollered, face turning dark. “He killed my son! And because of that, I want him to have a taste of his own medicine!”