El General Todopoderoso de Dragón

“A woman?”
Upon hearing Lydia’s words, Maria exclaimed, “My Lord, do you remember what that woman looked like?”
“In her thirties, she seemed quite attractive,” Lydia recalled.
Maria nodded, confirming, “That must be Lady Zeba, one of the Four Marshals of the Warriors Den!”
Surprised, Lydia asked, “You’re familiar with the Four Marshals of the Warriors Den?”
“My family has some knowledge,” Maria explained. “Although only Morgana remains from the Warriors Den, there are still some
descendants from my father’s tribe. They have tried to inform me, so I have gained some understanding of the inner workings of
the Warriors Den... Though the Warriors Den is officially led by Morgana, the true power lies in the hands of the Five Military
Governor’s Mansions. These mansions, without exception, are controlled by the Mirren family, the descendants of Morgana’s
original family.”
“Morgana possesses immense power, longevity and a ruthless approach. Over the years, she has accumulated substantial
wealth, which is mainly managed by the loyal Mirren family,” Maria explained.
Continuing her narrative, Maria revealed, “The Four Marshals of the Warriors Den are Gideon Alastair, Jarvis Delgado, Zeba
Salazar and Landon Prescott. Zeba is the only woman among them, most likely the woman you saw before Gideon Alastair self-
destructed. Jarvis was already killed by you and Gideon met his demise today by self-destruction. If Zeba is also severely
injured, three of the four Warriors Den Marshals will have met their fate at your hands!”
Lydia contemplated, “I wonder if Zeba is still alive. If she is dead, there’s no need to worry. But if she’s alive, she might find an
opportunity to inform Morgana.”
Struggling to rise, Lydia realized that his body was still too weak to support him.
Quickly, Maria pressed his shoulders, reassuring him, “Please don’t worry, Young Master. Gideon’s self-destruction was
incredibly powerful. If Zeba is still alive, she would likely be seriously injured. Her condition is probably not much better than
yours. I believe she won’t have the chance to report to Morgana anytime soon.”
With determination, Lydia stated solemnly, “Regardless of her status, dead or alive, we must find her as soon as possible.”
Looking at Maria, he requested, “Miss Clark, may I borrow your mobile phone?”

Meanwhile, a few kilometers away from Willow Estates, in a secluded valley...
Don Albert, Isaac Cameron, Jack and the Elms family, including Xion, searched the entire valley but found no trace of Leonardo.
Their anxiety grew and a sense of foreboding filled their hearts. The explosion’s magnitude was immense and the figure at the
center was unmistakably the remains of a human body. With such a powerful blast, survival seemed improbable.
Although they knew of Lydia’s exceptional abilities, none could be certain if he could withstand such an explosion.
While others succumbed to despair and heavy hearts, Jack’s hope grew with each fruitless search.
At that moment, Xion, overwhelmed by her emotions, collapsed to the ground and burst into tears, drawing the attention of the
others. Hurrying to comfort her, everyone reassured Xion.
Don Albert, despite his heavy heart, took the lead in saying, “Miss Banks, please don’t worry too much. Master Wade is a man
favored by luck!”
“Yes, Miss Banks,” Isaac Cameron chimed in, his eyes red. “As long as we have no concrete evidence of danger, there is hope.”
Xion understood they were trying to console themselves. The truth was that they couldn’t find any trace of Abraham, leaving
them confused and deeply saddened. Xion became the first to succumb to her emotions.
At that moment, Jack stepped forward, determination etched on his face. He addressed the group, saying, “Everyone, let’s not
be too pessimistic for now. I genuinely believe there is a high chance that Mr. Wade has survived!”
The crowd grew excited and couldn’t help but blurt out, “Really?”
Jack calmly explained, “Everyone, we must remember that just because we haven’t found any traces of Mr. Wade doesn’t mean
we should be pessimistic. We should feel fortunate about his whereabouts.”
He continued, “Consider this, the explosion was incredibly powerful. If we had found Mr. Wade’s remains, we would have felt a
sense of closure. The fact that we haven’t found any trace or body suggests a high probability of Mr. Wade narrowly escaping.”
Don Albert interjected, “Inspector Lee, there were items belonging to Master Wade at the center of the explosion. Those items
indicate that he was likely there. We’ve searched a vast area, yet we’ve found no clues. Isn’t this contradictory? Could it be that
Master Wade managed to hide himself in a safe location during the explosion? If so, why hasn’t he contacted us?”

Jack responded earnestly, “Don Albert, I have no intention of arguing with you, nor do I wish to challenge your loyalty to Master
Wade. You see, the situation appears contradictory because we haven’t found Mr. Wade’s whereabouts or his body. However,
let’s consider an alternative perspective,
If Master Wade possesses the means to withstand the explosion and secure himself in a safe zone, wouldn’t that explain the
absence of his contact?”
Don Albert’s eyes welled with tears as he said, “Inspector Lee, I don’t want to argue either. Nor do I wish to contest your
reasoning. I just want to say that if anything happens to Master Wade, it would be as if I, Don Albert, died on the spot. Master
Wade saved my life, and if he miraculously remains unscathed, it would be the greatest relief for me. I can’t explain the anxiety
that plagues my heart.”
Understanding Don Albert’s sentiments, the others nodded in agreement. They, too, held hopes for Lydia’s safety, but fear lurked
beneath their optimism.
At that moment, Don Albert’s cell phone rang abruptly. Startled by the ringtone, Don Albert exclaimed, “Has the signal been
unblocked?”
Isaac Cameron chimed in, “The helicopter responsible for the signal blockage just left. If the signal remained blocked for too
long, nearby residents would inevitably raise complaints, which would create more trouble.”
“Oh...” Don Albert nodded, glanced at the unknown caller ID, and hung up the phone, wiping away his tears. He stated, “Let’s
continue searching!”
But before he could finish speaking, the phone rang again.
Already agitated, Don Albert answered the call in frustration, “What’s wrong with you? Can’t you stop calling?”
From the other end, Lydia’s voice came, “Don Albert, why are you so angry?”
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