My Daughter is So Amazing

　　Hiding in the dark in the forest is the beautiful female teacher Jeanna, and her friends who restored the church, a group of nine people.

　　 And the place where they are hiding looks a little fuzzy, as if it has been blurred, and it seems to be shrouded in a layer of mist, a little hazy.

This is obviously the effect of some kind of extraordinary power, that is, by virtue of this magical cover, they have not been discovered by Rohr and the people of the United Kingdom. Otherwise, there will be a few more people who announced their retreat from the archaeological world tonight. .

　　 "Your Excellency Jeanna, what should we do now?"

　　 The person accompanying him asked, his expression a little weird and embarrassed.

　　 The group of them came to this barren mountain in the middle of the night. They definitely didn't come to fight for gold, but were planning to attack the archaeological team in the United Kingdom.

　　 Without any action, the archeological team’s camp was already full of flames, and there was a flurry of jumping, causing heavy casualties.

　　 "Your Excellency Jeanna, should we make a move?"

　　 someone asked again.

　　 But Jeanna seemed to be distracted, as if she was thinking about a serious question, and she never answered it.

Tonight, she changed from the outfit of the rural female teacher and wore a silver-white armor. The style looked very ordinary and unreliable. Not only did she reveal a pair of round fragrant shoulders, but the skirt armor was also very short. There is a large gap between it and the knee pad...

　　 She can only wear an extra pair of black stockings to cover her thighs, but it happens to form a white absolute area with the hem of the skirt, making this armor look more like a special kind of **** model.

Since Rohr appeared, Jeanna has stopped talking, her beautiful eyes have been locked on him, watching him sneak into the camp alone, killing the extraordinary in the tent, and then set off a fire, acting like a A lonely hero who turned the tide.

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

　　 "Really reliable..."

　　 Jeanna whispered.

Someone next to 　　 asked again:

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

　　 Jeanna recovered, and shook her head quickly.

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

　　 "Let’s retreat first, the action tonight was very successful, and the effect was more than ten times better than we expected, thanks to Mr. Rolle’s help."

　　 "Now is not the time to expand the battle, the empire and the barbarians will definitely notice the situation here, they are already on the way, let's go."

　　The group of them quietly exited this area under the cover of that layer of vagueness.

　　 Before I went far, I heard a series of roars in Imperial language from behind:

　　 "Which **** **** did this?"

　　 "Kill you kill, why the **** are you setting the mountain on fire?!"

　　 "Too wicked!!! Don't let me catch you!!!"

　　 It seems that the extraordinary of the empire has arrived...

　　 Waiting for Jeanna and the others, kept silent, walked a long way, and after confirming that they were safe, they discussed what they had seen before.

　　 "Have you seen that man's metal prosthesis? He must be the "grey ghost" of the empire? It is as powerful as the rumors, but sinister and vicious..."

　　 "Compared to this, I am surprised how he solves the bright and dark whistles on the periphery of the camp?"

　　 "Yeah, yeah, the guards outside are quite tricky. We have been unable to think of a good solution, and we have been slow to act. How can he do it quietly?"

　　 "Why is your focus here? Can you look at the bigger picture? Think about why the gray ghosts help us? Does this represent the attitude and position of the empire?"

　　"Leave these things to Miss Jeanna to think about, I only know that Mr. Roll is so handsome! I will always be Mr. Tyrol!"

　　 Jeanna listened to the discussion of her companions, thinking and weighing the pros and cons along the way, without saying a word, her slender eyebrows were also frowning tightly.

　　 The group of them walked out of the refuge valley in a familiar way, came to a farm outside, and then turned into one of the cellars.

　　 Below is a huge and complex underground building complex. As soon as they saw Jean and the others returning, a large number of men, women and children were drilled out of various rooms and cave dwellings, and they came forward to express their condolences.

　　 This is the secret base camp of the Restoration Church.

　　 The ability to have such an underground base and a large number of manpower shows that the Recovery Church and those outside resistance organizations that play houses are obviously not the same style of painting.

　　 Jeanna walked into one of the not-so-spacious underground meeting rooms alone. There were several high-level organizations gathered around the table and had been waiting for a long time.

　　 "The action was very successful, and I brought back a lot of good news!"

　　 made Na show a smile, and described the previous experience to these senior executives.

　　 A series of discussions suddenly started in the conference room. Everyone was happy, and some even applauded.

　　 Jeanna stood up from the table again and said loudly:

　　 "We must find a way to win over Mr. Rolle and show enough sincerity to really impress him!"

　　 "I decided to use "Yamata" as a reward for drawing him ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and tell him the full picture of our plan."

　　 The high-levels who were still high-fiving each other before, suddenly wanted to be splashed with cold water, and quieted down.

　　 Then, they began to raise objections one after another:

　　 "The sweet potato doesn't matter, anyway, we don't need it. You can send it as you want, but I firmly oppose telling the real plan to this imperial guy."

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

　　 "In my opinion, even potato can be saved. This thing can be exchanged for a lot of money and food in the black market. Why should it be wasted on a gray skin?"

　　 "Yes! That's the truth. Isn't it good for the money to be used to hire a mercenary? No matter how strong he is, can he still defeat an army by himself?"

　　 Listening to these people’s discussions, let Na feel a bit big...

　　 Perhaps it is because of this that the resistance movement in the fertile valley has been slow to develop, right?

　　 Even in my organization, there is no shortage of these short-sighted and stupid guys.

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

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

　　 And he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end of the meeting, as if he was asleep.

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

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

　　 "Should I ask Mr. Roll to come and sit down first?"