The Return Of God Of War

Levi Garrison: The Return of the God of War [The Protector] Chapter 1248

“Where is the man who sullied our lands fifty years ago?” Demon Blade asked.

Tenichi quickly replied, “Sir, he goes by the name Levi Garrison. He’s known as the God of War of Erudia, but don’t you worry, sir, he is already dead.”

“Dead? That’s good to hear,” Demon Blade sighed.

“I’ll have to thank the Great Family of Frostford for that!” Tenichi said, smiling.

“The… what? The Great Family of Frostford?” Upon hearing Tenichi’s words, Demon Blade’s face turned outcast, as if he had recalled something horrid.

“Sir, what’s wrong? Are you alright?” Tenichi asked.

“Yes, I’m fine. I have heard about the Great Family of Frostford before. Word has it that the fighters in the family are the best of the best! Not to mention the other three of the Four Great Families!” Demon Blade said, coming to his senses.

Tenichi and the others quickly assured him, “No matter how strong they say they are, they can’t even compare to you, sir!”

Demon Blade shook his head and got Tenichi to tell him all about their current situation.

“Where are the other two?” He asked, referring to Yamamoto Yuta and Mitsui Ichiro.

in the scheme to

names. “The two of them turned a deaf ear to

about it. “Well, for those two, as descendants of the Ancient Warrior Families, it is to be expected that they stay confident and steadfast no matter

let them think whatever

be safe

residence that had retained its traditional architectural

military general but now transformed

Bushido, which was respected

there were countless

Yamamoto Yuta was the patriarch of the families and was an ultimate class

who belonged to the Ancient Warrior Families, was Mitsui

them, together with Watanabe Tenichi, became the guardians of

warriors, and

turn of events had brought about cracks in their

the wits to be a good strategist,

right. It’s impossible to succeed without

Calamity? Hmph. If they dare step foot on Raysonia, they might as well die here!” Yamamoto Yuta smirked, his longsword in hand as he sat on

group of samurai in black