Chapter 88 (1/2)

Not only Jeanne suddenly had the illusion of dying, but the two middle-aged people present, as well as the old man Macmillan, also met the same situation.

Fortunately, this feeling didn't last long. They soon recovered. The two middle-aged men suddenly looked pale and exclaimed:

”Ah, I'm dead!”

”What was that just now? Why did the lantern suddenly appear in front of my eyes?”

Although Jeanne and the old man didn't speak and looked good, their backs soaked in cold sweat still betrayed their inner fear.

What a terrible pressure, it's like a mountain

The old man sighed in his heart, and at the same time, he had a strong curiosity about Rolle's identity.

Such existence, why willing to be a gray skin?

Is he the legendary leader of the grey ghost, the 'grey King'?

It is said that the existence is not the oldest demigod in the Empire. No wonder I can't feel the slightest power fluctuation in him, because the level gap is too big

But why did he come to a remote place like ours?

The old man pondered in his mind and saw his student ask Na to cast an inquiring look at him.

The old man nodded and motioned her to continue talking to each other.

Jeanne rubbed her face, stroked the ends of her hair, and looked at rolle sitting quietly aside.

The man sat quietly with a black-and-white sad and happy mask on his face. He couldn't see the expression on his face. Although his body was not strong, his panic memories made his image like a mountain in Jeanne's eyes.

She had a good impression of rolle, handsome, mature, elegant, generous, with the charm of mature men, strong strength and kind-hearted.

But now, she doesn't dare to look directly at rolle. The man's strength and mystery are too deadly

”I'm sorry, Mr. rolle, just now... Did you... Misunderstand our plan?”

Jeanne hardened her head and asked. Her voice was very light and soft. She had no confidence and fullness before. She was like a frightened kitten.

Instead of answering her, Rolle tapped his left arm with his right hand, making a slight tinkle.

He still hesitated to kill the madmen in front of him.

Because their plan is crazy!

They planned to take advantage of the ancient relics to attack the archaeological teams of several major forces, so as to trigger their conflict, involve the Principality of Maud, and use the hands of other forces to solve the regime that oppressed them and create an opportunity for the independence of the fertile valley.

So rolle wanted to kill, because it was playing with fire.

And may threaten your daughter!

In addition, the plan is too short-sighted and absurd in Rolle's view, although if this operation is successful, it is possible to solve the disgusting principality of Maud

But it is more likely to trigger large-scale conflicts among several major forces, even world wars!

What if there is a level 0 ancient mystery that can make regular holy objects in that relic? Such a move is simply adding fuel to the fire!

The level of uprising and revolution of people in this world is really not good. It is far worse than the earth!

And Jeanne is still trying to explain:

”Mr. rolle, please believe me. We will try our best to control the development of the situation and will not trigger a world war. It is also not good for us. We will try our best to control the situation in the stage of local conflict.”

”At the same time, we also promise not to attack the imperial archaeological team...”

Rolle took a deep breath, changed his sword from his left hand, then flashed and disappeared.