It wasn't just Jeanne who suddenly had this delusion of dying, but the two middle-aged people present, as well as the old man Macmillan, also encountered the same situation.

Fortunately, this feeling did not last long, and they quickly came back to their senses, and the two middle-aged men suddenly exclaimed with pale faces:

"Ah, I'm dead!"

"What was that? Why is there a marquee in front of my eyes? ”

Although Jeanne and the old man did not speak, and their faces looked good, their backs, which were already soaked in cold sweat, still betrayed the fear in their hearts.

It's so terrifying that it's like a mountain......

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

Why is such an existence willing to be a gray skin?

Could it be that he is the legendary leader of the Grey Ghost, the 'Grey King'?

It is said that the being is not the oldest demigod in the Empire, no wonder I can't feel the slightest fluctuation of power in him, because the level gap is too great......

But why did he come to a poor country like ours?

The old man thought about it in his heart, and then saw his student Jeanna throw him an inquiring look.

The old man nodded, motioning for her to continue talking to the other party.

Jeanne rubbed her face, brushed her hair again, and looked at Rohr, who was sitting quietly beside him.

The man sat quietly, with a black and white mask of joy and sorrow on his face, and the expression on his face could not be seen, although his figure was not strong, but the horrified memories made his image look like a mountain in Jeanne's eyes.

She originally had a good impression of Rohr, handsome, mature, elegant, generous, with the charm that a mature man should have, and strong and kind-hearted.

But now, she didn't dare to look directly at Rohr, this man was so powerful and mysterious that it was too deadly......

"I'm sorry, Mr. Rohr, just ...... Are you ...... Mistaken about our plans? ”

Jeanne asked hard, her voice was very soft and soft, completely lacking her previous confidence and fullness, like a frightened kitten, coquettish.

Instead of answering her, Rohr tapped his left arm with his right hand with a slight clink.

He was still hesitating to kill the madmen in front of him.

Because their plan is so crazy!

They actually planned to use the ancient ruins as an opportunity to attack the archaeological teams of several major forces, so as to trigger their conflict, implicate the Duchy of Maude in it, and use the hands of other forces to solve the oppressive regime and create an opportunity for the independence of the Fertile Valley.

That's why Rohr wanted to kill someone, because it was simply playing with fire.

And it may threaten his own daughter!

In addition, this plan is too short-sighted and ridiculous in the eyes of Rohr, although if it is successful, it is indeed possible to solve the disgusting Duchy of Maude......

But it is more likely that it will lead to a large-scale conflict of several major forces, or even a world war!

What if there really is a level 0 ancient mystery in that ruin that can make regular-level holy relics? Such a move simply adds fuel to the fire!

The people of this world are really not good at the level of uprising and revolution, they are too far worse than the earth!

And Jeanne is still trying to explain:

"Believe me, Mr. Rohr, we will do our best to control the development of the situation, and it will not cause a world war, which will not benefit us either, and we will try to control the situation in the stage of local conflict."

"At the same time, we also promise not to attack the Imperial archaeological team......"

Rohr took a deep breath and conjured a saber from his left hand, then his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Jeanne, the cold blade of the sword already clipped to her swan-like neck.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, but it took two seconds to react, and they all showed shocked expressions, and the two middle-aged men hurriedly pulled out their arquebuses and pointed them at Luoer.

Rohr very calmly patted Jeanne's pretty face with the blade of his sword, and said in a low voice:

"This is the last time I warn you, don't play with fire, little girl."

Two lines of tears flowed from Jeanne's eyes, as if she was frightened to cry, and she sobbed and said:

"Are you going to kill me and destroy the only hope for the people here?"

Rohr replied unceremoniously:

"Hope? Less gold on your face, if a naïve and short-sighted guy like you can be called hope, then the talent here is real despair. ”

With that, he withdrew his saber and added:

"For the sake of the kids at school, I'll leave here, but you'd better dispel that ridiculous idea."

Rohr turned away without looking at the belt again.

The two middle-aged men kept pointing guns at him, but they never had the courage to pull the trigger.

When he had gone far, Jeanne breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in her chair, sweating profusely.

After recovering for a while, she sat up straight again and whispered to the old man:

"Sorry, teacher, I messed things up."

The old man shook his head, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted:

"Actually, you only messed up half of it, and he didn't kill you on the spot, which shows that there is still hope......"

"He's not actually against our resistance, just against your plan, it's normal, even I think your plan is too crazy, although it does work, it's the quickest way to overthrow the Duchy of Maude......"

Jeanne couldn't help but bow her head and said with some grievances:

"Do you think so? Am I really a naïve and short-sighted little girl, as Mr. Rohr said? ”

"But I just want our people to get out of suffering earlier."

The old man handed her a handkerchief and continued:

"You shouldn't ask me this question, I'm just an old pedant who has been doing research in the tower all my life, and I don't know much about other things......"

"The people around us are the same, students, farmers, hunters, farmers, people who don't really know how to fight tyranny."

"You ought to ask Mr. Rohr, he is sure to give wise advice, he is the real wise man."

Jeanne couldn't help but show a look of surprise on her face, not knowing how the old man came to this conclusion.

"Remember the legend I told you? About the Empire's 'Grey King'? ”

Jeanne was stunned, and her eyes suddenly gleamed again.

"Take that belt and talk to Mr. Rohr again......"

"However, remember to change your clothes first, you are only 20 years old this year, and you always dress up so old-fashioned, not very good."

"Mr. Rohr is gentle with the children, and it would be much better if you dressed younger."

The old man continued to remind.