For a time, debates surged among various countries. The condemnation of the terrorist organization continued unabated.
At this moment, on 10 Downing Street in London. A swarm of luxury cars converged. Many people gathered together. The entrance saw a significant increase in defense forces.
Inside the Prime Minister's residence.
In the meeting room.
Smoke filled the air, and every face bore a grave expression. The missile downing a flight was an extremely serious incident for any nation.
Should the affair come to light, Great Britain's government would likely become the enemy of the whole world. This was absolutely something the Great Britain government didn't dare to face.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the incident has already occurred," said Prime Minister Brian, glancing at the others. "What are your thoughts now?"
Duke Green was conspicuously present.
Duke Green sat properly in the most exalted seat, his face icy cold, as if touched by a hint of frost.