Chapter 85

Hiding in the dark of the forest, it was the beautiful female teacher Jeanne and her little friends who recovered the church, a line of nine.

The place where they were hiding looked a little vague, as if they had been virtualized, or shrouded in a layer of fog.

This is obviously the effect of some extraordinary force. That is, with this magical cover, they have not been discovered by rolle and the people of the United Kingdom. Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be more people who announce their retirement from the archaeological community tonight.

"Lord Jeanne, what should we do now?"

One of the accompanying people asked, looking strange and embarrassed.

They came to such wild mountains in the middle of the night, certainly not to fight for gold, but to attack the archaeological team of the United Kingdom.

As a result, the camp of the archaeological team was ablaze with fire. In a burst of chicken flying and dog jumping, there were heavy casualties.

"Lord Jeanne, should we do it or not?"

Another asked.

But Jeanne seemed distracted. She seemed to be thinking about some serious questions and didn't answer them.

She changed the dress of a rural female teacher tonight and wore a set of silver white armor. The style looks very ordinary and unreliable. It not only shows a pair of round fragrant shoulders, but also the skirt armor is very short, and there is a large gap between the skirt and the knee pad

She can only wear a pair of black silk stockings to cover her thighs, but it just forms a white absolute field with the skirt and armor hem, making the armor look more like a special fun style.

Since rolle appeared, Jeanne stopped talking. A pair of beautiful eyes had been locked on him. She watched him sneak into the camp alone, kill the extraordinary in the tent, and then set a fire, acting like a lone hero who turned the tide.

"Although he said he didn't want to help, he took strong practical action. Mr. rolle, are you such a man?"

"It's really reliable..."

Jeanne whispered.

Then someone asked:

"Miss Jeanne, what are you talking about? We didn't hear clearly..."

Jeanne came back and shook her head.

"Sorry, I just remembered something else..."

"Let's retreat first. Tonight's operation was very successful, more than ten times better than we expected. Thanks to Mr. Rolle's help."

"Now is not the time to expand the war results. The extraordinary people of the Empire and barbarians will certainly notice the situation here. They are already on their way. Let's go."

Under the cover of that vague layer, they quietly withdrew from the area.

As a result, before he had gone far, he heard a series of roars in Imperial language:

"Who the hell did this?"

"Kill as you kill. Why the fuck did you set fire to the mountain?!"

"It's wicked!!! Don't let me catch you!!!"

It seems that the extraordinary of the Empire has arrived

After Jeanne and her party kept silent, walked out a long way and confirmed safety, they discussed what they had just seen and heard.

"Did you see that man's metal prosthesis? He must be the 'gray ghost' of the Empire? As expected, he is as powerful as rumored, but sinister and vicious..."

"Compared with this, I'm surprised how he solved the open and hidden outposts outside the camp?"

"Yes, yes, those outposts outside are quite troublesome. We can't think of a good way to solve it, so we haven't taken action yet. How can he do it quietly?"

"Why is your focus here? Can you take a big picture? Think about why the gray ghost will help us? Does this represent the attitude and position of the Empire?"

"Let Miss Jeanne think about these things. I only know that Mr. rolle is so handsome! I will always push Mr. rolle alone!"

Jenna listened to the comments of her companions, thinking and weighing the pros and cons all the way, without saying a word, and the slender Dai Mei was frowning tightly all the time.

They walked out of the refuge Valley, came to a farm outside, and then turned into one of the cellars.

The following is a huge and complex underground building complex. As soon as they saw Jeanne coming back, they drilled a large number of men, women, old and young from various rooms and caves, and came forward to express their condolences.

This is the secret headquarters of the restoration church.

Having such an underground base and a large number of people shows that the restoration church and the outside resistance organizations are obviously not the same style of painting.

Jeanne walked into one of the not spacious basement conference rooms alone. There were several high-level organizations around the table and had been waiting for a long time.

"The operation was very successful. I brought back a lot of good news!"

Let Na smile and describe the previous experience to these senior executives.

A series of discussions immediately began in the conference room. Everyone looked happy and even applauded.

Jeanne stood up again from the table and said in a loud voice:

"We must try to win over Mr. rolle and show enough sincerity to really impress him!"

"I decided to take 'potato' as a reward to win him over and tell him the whole picture of our plan."

The high-level people who were still clapping hands to celebrate each other suddenly wanted to be poured with cold water and calmed down.

Then they began to raise objections one after another:

"The potato doesn't matter. Anyway, we can't use it. You can send it if you want, but I'm firmly opposed to telling the imperial man the real plan."

"Yes, he is an imperial spy and not trustworthy... Lord Jeanne, although you are our actual leader, I must oppose your capricious decision!"

"In my opinion, even potato can be saved. It can change a lot of money and food on the black market. Why waste it on a gray skin?"

"Yes! That's the truth. Isn't it good to use this money to hire a mercenary? No matter how powerful he is, he can overthrow an army alone?"

Jenna listened to these people's discussions and couldn't help feeling a little big

Perhaps it was because of this that the resistance movement in the fertile valley could not develop?

Even in my organization, there are many short-sighted and stupid guys.

She sighed in a low voice and turned her eyes to the old man sitting in the middle of the crowd.

That was her teacher, a scholar from the Empire, the founder and first leader of the organization.

He was silent throughout the meeting, as if he were asleep.

Until he felt Jeanne's eyes, the old man slowly opened his eyes and said:

"I believe Jeanne's judgment and support her decision, but..."

"Why don't you invite Mr. rolle over first?"