THE UNDERESTIMATED WAR GOD

The Mysterious Savior

The kidnapper tightened his grip around the weapon.

Sonia's eyes widened.

“Wait!”

But the man had already pulled the trigger.

BANG!

The sound exploded through the intersection, causing several people to scream and run.

But Ethan was no longer standing where he had been.

His body moved with incredible speed. He stepped sideways as the bullet passed him, closed the distance between himself and the kidnapper, and struck the kidnapper's wrist with enough force to send the weapon flying from his hand.

Before the leader could react, Ethan drove his elbow into his chest, sending him crashing to the ground.

“Arghh!” the leader screamed painfully, his voice rising beyond his control.

Another kidnapper rushed toward him. Ethan turned sharply and blocked the man's punch before twisting his arm and throwing him hard against the side of the crashed vehicle.

“Arghh!” the kidnapper screamed painfully as he crashed against the vehicle.

The third kidnapper immediately raised his weapon, but he moved before he could fire.

He reached him within seconds and struck him in the throat, sending the kidnapper stumbling backward.

“Arghh!” the kidnapper screamed painfully, clutching his throat.

The final kidnapper charged toward Ethan with a knife. Ethan caught his wrist before the blade could reach him. The man's eyes widened as Ethan twisted his arm, forcing him to drop the weapon before striking him across the jaw, and the man crashed onto the pavement.

“Arghh!” the kidnapper screamed painfully as he hit the ground.

Within seconds, all five kidnappers were down.

Ethan didn't need the Dragon Sword; his combat skills were more than enough to deal with the kidnappers, for the sword was meant for battles far beyond this.

The entire intersection fell silent.

Sonia stood frozen beside the damaged vehicle, staring at Ethan as though she could not understand what she had just witnessed.

“What... what just happened?” she whispered.

Ethan looked at her. “Are you hurt?”

Sonia touched the blood on her forehead and shook her head slightly. “Just a cut.”

Before Ethan could say anything else, several black SUVs and Mercedes G-Wagon came speeding into the intersection. Their tires screeched against the road as security personnel jumped out and quickly surrounded Sonia.

A distinguished older man stepped out of the lead SUV. His face was filled with fear and anger.

“Sonia!”

He rushed toward her.

“Grandfather!”

Sonia ran into his arms.

Mr. Desmond held her tightly as she began explaining what had happened.

“They tried to kidnap me.”

Mr. Desmond looked over her shoulder. His eyes landed on the four unconscious men lying across the road, and his expression hardened.

Then he looked toward Ethan.

But Ethan was already walking away.

“Wait!”

Mr. Desmond released Sonia and stepped forward. “Who are you?”

Ethan stopped and looked back at him. “I was just passing by.”

Mr. Desmond stared at him.

“You saved my granddaughter.”

Ethan said nothing.

One of the security guards approached Mr. Desmond. “Sir, I've never seen anyone like that.”

Mr. Desmond's eyes remained fixed on Ethan. “What's your name?”

Ethan paused before turning slightly.

“My name is Ethan.”

Mr. Desmond studied him carefully.

“Ethan what?”

But Ethan had already turned away. He continued walking through the crowd without giving another answer.

Mr. Desmond watched him disappear among the people, his expression becoming increasingly serious. “Find that man,” he ordered.

The security team immediately moved. “Sir?”

Mr. Desmond commanded, “I want to know who he is, where he came from, and why he happened to be here when my granddaughter was attacked.”

He looked toward the direction Ethan had disappeared. “No matter where he goes, find him.”

Far away from the scene, Ethan was already inside the same taxi, heading toward The Alexander Corporation. By then, he had completely disappeared from the scene, while Mr. Desmond's security team searched the area for any trace of him.

In the back of the taxi, Ethan brought out and reviewed the engagement contract one final time from his late father. The document was straightforward—two powerful families joining forces through marriage. But he couldn't help wondering about the woman he was promised to.

Will she be kind? he thought. Beautiful? Entitled? Arrogant? Or cold and calculating like so many in positions of power?

Ethan pictured Diana as he'd been told—graceful, intelligent, with a gentle smile. But imagination and reality seldom aligned perfectly.

He had come to Dervadia to defend it and find answers. But he had barely arrived, and trouble had already found him.