Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 18: Public Enemy (18)

Dragon Raja 5

Caesar stood up suddenly and wanted to say something.

He understood the implication of this order. The so-called highest-level arrest warrant had always been issued to the Dragon King, and this type of arrest warrant was often accompanied by authorization to use force.

In other words, it does not mean to bring someone back to the college safely, but to “see the person alive or the body dead.”

“If he is our most effective weapon against the Dragon King, we should first ensure his safety.” Abbas said what Caesar wanted to say first.

“Gentlemen, a weapon with a mind of its own, powerful enough to destroy the Dragon King, if this weapon cannot be controlled, it is best destroyed.” Beowulf stared into the eyes of Abbas and Caesar.

There was a long silence, and no one could refute it.

Humans can keep cats and pamper them like family, but when they see a lion in the wild, they will not hesitate to take out their hunting rifles.

Although cats are also members of the feline family, humans always praise their cuteness and selectively forget that they are agile predators like lions.

The lion’s mistake is that it is too powerful. If cats were the same size as lions, humans would also take out hunting rifles to attack them.

“EVA, issue a warrant of the highest order. I’m calling in everyone I can.” Beowulf spoke each word with clarity. “This is a worldwide hunt.”

***

London, seven in the morning.

The sky was filled with lead-gray clouds, and a black Rolls-Royce was driving smoothly on the red concierge avenue.

The driver had white hair, was dressed in a suit and tie, and wore a gold badge on his chest. He had been in this line of work for almost forty years, had driven many generations of Rolls-Royce and Bentley, and had served many politicians.

But today there was a young girl in the back seat of his car. He could see the girl in the rearview mirror. She was wearing a violet chiffon dress and a round-brimmed hat with white gauze hanging from the brim, half covering her face.

This is a very conservative and delicate dress, which is not very suitable for young girls. It looks like a little girl secretly wearing her mother’s high heels, which is cute.

“Don’t be nervous, she is a very kind old lady, especially when she is with children,” said the driver.

Even experienced and slick politicians would be nervous about meeting that kind old lady, let alone such a young girl.

“A senior consultant taught me what to do,” the girl said with a polite smile. “I hope I don’t make any mistakes.”

“Your Oxford accent is very standard, but I can hear a hint of American English.”

“I’m originally from London, but I went to university in the US.”

“I see. I’ve never been to the United States. Is it a place worth traveling to?”

“My freshman year just ended, and I haven’t had time to travel yet. I’ve been too busy with school.”

The driver nodded slightly in appreciation. Young girls who spent their time on their studies were becoming increasingly rare, but only a good education could cultivate a true lady.

No wonder the old lady chose this young girl from so many possible heirs.

The driver could easily imagine the girl’s future: inheriting the family title, becoming the darling of the upper class, attending all kinds of important occasions, smiling perfectly under the spotlight, and being pursued by many descendants of famous families.

At this moment, right in front of the road, a huge white building emerged from the horizon.

Buckingham Palace, the bedroom and office of British monarchs of all dynasties, has a royal flag consisting of a golden lion, a red lion and a golden harp fluttering in the wind.

The Queen is waiting in the palace at this moment. This will be an intimate but important audience, and this vintage 1967 Rolls-Royce car is the pumpkin carriage that will take Cinderella to the prince.

At this time, the girl’s cell phone rang. The driver was about to remind the girl to remember to turn her cell phone to silent mode during the audience, but the girl suddenly stretched out her hand.

It was a very strong hand gesture, not one a lady should use, but its meaning was crystal clear: Stop the car! Now!

The old driver had served in the British Royal Marines before serving the royal family. He obeyed this military gesture without thinking. He stepped on the brakes hard, and the Rolls-Royce slid to a stop with a harsh noise.

The girl took off her hat and looked at her mobile phone silently. After a few seconds, she looked up at the old driver with a slightly apologetic smile, but her eyes were still firm.

“Please apologize to His Majesty on my behalf. I have important matters to attend to and must cancel this audience.”

“This concerns your title, ma’am.” The old driver had to remind her of the seriousness of the matter.

The girl waved her hand and untied her skirt. There was no endless spring scenery under her skirt, but an extremely tight black combat uniform. The belts on her shoulders and waist showed how much heavy equipment this seemingly thin clothing could carry.

When she pushed open the car door, a black helicopter was already hovering above her head. The girl grabbed the rope hanging from the helicopter, and the helicopter immediately took off. She climbed up the rope easily in the howling wind, without even looking back at the Buckingham Palace that was slowly opening to her.

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