Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1450

“Dear God, have they gone mad?” Thierry said disbelievingly, his voice tinged with exasperation. “They want to have Sire killed? Can't they see that this is all a setup—someone was clearly trying to turn us against him.” He knew better than anyone that it was impossible for Levi to be the culprit when the latter basically owned the Great Family of Westford. There's no way that he'd do this to his own people. The subordinate handed Thierry a letter. “Sir, the King of Frostford issued this to you. He's inviting you to join the operation to kill Sire.” The letter contained a Writ of Command issued by the Great Family of Frostford. The writ was devised by the first generation of leaders of the Four Great Families to symbolize their alliance. Issued in the face of grave danger or formidable foe, the Writ of Command called for all Four Great Families to band together and use whatever means necessary to defeat and eliminate the threat. Failure to comply would mean instant removal from the alliance. Fearing that the killings would worsen further, the Great Family of Frostford decided to issue the writ. “What on earth are they thinking?” Thierry sighed. “It's all just a misunderstanding. Fine then. I'll be a part of this operation, if only to clear things up with them.” The other two great families also received the writ. Lesale Mercurion, leader of the Great Family of Southford, showed up on the day of the meeting. The leader of the Great Family of Eastford did not turn up, but he sent a representative to the meeting—the famed young warrior Dragonus Skywalker, who was also his son. Kuro Drago and Black Phoenix were monitoring the situation in The Avengers' hideout. “I understand Levi has long been a thorn in the side of the Great Family of Frostford. They'll seize the opportunity to take him out for sure, especially when we've planted a series of evidence showing that he is behind all the killings.” Kuro Dragon was pleased. “Kill with a borrowed knife, as they say,” Black Phoenix said approvingly. “There's no way Levi could fend against the great families by himself.” The Great Family of Frostford had already dispatched several hundreds of men for the operation. The head of the troop was a middle-aged man dressed in all white who exuded an aura of dominance simply by existing. Behind him stood a youth who looked to be sixteen years of age, holding a sword in one hand. The weapon was the ultimate treasure of the Great Family of Frostford—the Frostbringer. There was ancient text etched on its blade. Despite its timeworn appearance, the Frostbringer shone with a chilling gleam that was powerful enough to drive fear in the heart of a lesser man. Lesale was the first to arrive at the scene. Dressed in an unremarkable outfit, he looked just like an ordinary folk. Yet, no one dared to go near him out of fear of being poisoned. Rumors had it that poison even ran in the veins of the leader of the Great Family of Southford. He had thousands of different poisons at his disposal. Some were powerful enough to kill an Ultimate-class warrior. Dragonus arrived shortly after as the representative of the Great Family of Eastford, along with his men. The Great Family of Eastford usually resided on islands. All members of the great family were hence incredible swimmers. Dragonus was said to be one of the best with top-notch combatant skills that had been unrivaled to date. Thierry was the last. “Everyone, please call off the operation,” he said as soon as he arrived.