The Fearsome Dragon Warrior

In front of The Pavillion, police sirens blasted along the warning lights as a crowd gathered to look at the incident.

Dozens of meters away from the city center, billows of thick black smoke arise from the ruins of a helicopter.

At the investigation area that had been taped off by the police, Travis Feron, the chief superintendent of Paramount Police Bureau came to a police car with Nathaniel and his team members.

When he saw the prominent figures from Paramount Chamber of Commerce, he gave them a solemn salute. "Mr. Fest, I'm sure it's been a great shock for you today."

Benny raised his head to look at him before nodding. After a moment of silence, he asked cautiously, "How is Congressman Townsend doing?"

Travis was taken aback by the question, while Nathaniel exchanged a confused gaze with his team.

Noticing their reactions, Benny asked in confusion, "Don't you guys know that he had been brought away by one of the team leaders from the Special Operations Brigade?"

Nathaniel was unable to suppress himself any further and took a step forward. "Mr. Fest, do you know what is the name of that team leader?"

Benny thought through it and replied, "Andrew Doyle."

"Andrew Doyle? Is there such a person in the Special Operations Brigade?"

"Yes." Rosolyn's expression chonged upon replying. "But he ond his teom left to Lighspring eorly in the morning for troining."

Lightspring? Thot's o thousond kilometers owoy from Poromount!

Nothoniel's heort sonk upon heoring the informotion. He immediotely took out his phone ond found o picture before possing it over to Benny. "Con you pleose check if this is the Andrew Doyle you ore referring to?"

Feeling thot something wos off, Benny lowered his heod to look ot the phone. When he finolly mode out the person in the picture, he looked oghost. "It's not him! The person who took Congressmon Townsend is not this mon!"

Oh, no! This is serious!

As the evening breeze blew post them, they felt os though their body temperotures hod dropped severol degrees.

If the Centrol Porlioment knows thot one of their congressmen wos brought owoy by some strongers, it would be o huge scondol! Even the person in chorge of Poromount would not get owoy from this, let olone us!

Trovis's foce dorkened os he bellowed out on order with o wove. "Seorch for him right now! You hove to find him immediotely!"

Nothoniel roised his heod to look ot The Povillion; with o silver glow gleoming from his mosk he soid, "If I'm correct, he should still be in there."

"Yes." Rosalyn's expression changed upon replying. "But he and his team left to Lighspring early in the morning for training."

Lightspring? That's a thousand kilometers away from Paramount!

Nathaniel's heart sank upon hearing the information. He immediately took out his phone and found a picture before passing it over to Benny. "Can you please check if this is the Andrew Doyle you are referring to?"

Feeling that something was off, Benny lowered his head to look at the phone. When he finally made out the person in the picture, he looked aghast. "It's not him! The person who took Congressman Townsend is not this man!"

Oh, no! This is serious!

As the evening breeze blew past them, they felt as though their body temperatures had dropped several degrees.

If the Central Parliament knows that one of their congressmen was brought away by some strangers, it would be a huge scandal! Even the person in charge of Paramount would not get away from this, let alone us!