My daughter is amazing

Chapter 157 155. Do you really think highly of me?

The empire suffered heavy losses this time, but as the saying goes, if it can't be broken, it can't be built. This is also an opportunity to reshuffle the power. Anya's father plays a very important role in it. Naturally, many people want to find him.

But Duke Protector is not someone who can be seen casually. Many people focused on Anya, hoping that she could help 'send a word'.

Anya has been harassed by these people since she woke up, and Luo Er has helped her out several times.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Luo Er's identity was changed several times in Anya's mouth, 'household swordsmanship teacher', 'senior military employee', 'private advisor to the protector of the country', 'government special operator' and so on.

"Anya, you look good today, how are you feeling?"

Luo Er walked into the ward and greeted with a smile.

Anya also replied with a bright smile:

"Hello, Uncle Luo, I've almost recovered."

"Good! Very energetic!"

Luo Er nodded, and then looked at the middle-aged fat man with a big belly, and was also a little curious in his heart, what kind of "position" will Princess Anya give him today?

Unexpectedly, Anya said:

"He is the Uncle Rolle I mentioned to you, Keli's father."

Huh?Didn't you arrange a job today?

Luo Er was a little disappointed, he thought he could get some office director or something today.

"I have looked forward to it for a long time, and I am lucky to meet you."

The middle-aged fat man extended his right hand towards Luo Er with a smile.

Luo Er reached out to shake his hand, and heard Anya introduce from the side:

"Hee hee, Uncle Luo Er, he is my father."

Luo Er couldn't help being slightly taken aback...

Anya's father, that is, the protector, the speaker of the parliament, the number one head of the imperial government...

Such a character is actually a fat man with a beer belly and a smile on his face?

Is there something wrong with this style of painting?

Where's your aura?What about the majesty of your superior?What about being a duke?

The image of the duke in Luo Er's impression should be the Romanian vampire, right?

This one in front of her is completely inconsistent with her image and temperament!

Luo Er was stunned for two or three seconds before he came back to his senses. He quickly reached out and shook hands with the other party, and said quickly:

"Ah...it's an honor to meet you, Mr. Speaker."

"My friends call me Andorn."

Anya's father smiled, he was a bit too easy-going, he even touched his chest with one hand, bowed slightly, and said sincerely:

"Mr. Roll, please allow me to express my sincere respect and thanks to you."

"This aspect is to thank you for your outstanding contribution to the empire. I have heard many of your deeds."

"On the other hand, thank you for taking care of my daughter and thank you for saving her."

If the first half of the sentence was a bit formulaic, but in the last sentence, Luo Er really heard his sincerity and sincerity.

It seems that this father still cares about his daughter very much, and he did not hesitate to put down his figure to pay tribute to his mountain villager.

Luo Er felt a little better about him, and replied:

"You are too polite. Anya usually takes care of Keli. She is a good girl."

"Thank you, Keli is also a good boy, the best young man in the empire."

In the eyes of the two fathers, there was a look of appreciation for each other, and they recognized each other's level of education for their daughter.

"I wonder if Mr. Roll will be free? I happen to have a few questions that I want to discuss with you."

Speaker Andorn continued.

"Of course, I'm honored."

Roll nodded.

Although he was planning to go on patrol, since the chairman invited him, he could only let it go for a while.

Moreover, he had a good impression of the speaker. The speaker's posture was very low, without that kind of arrogance, and his face was full of easy-going smiles, which made people willing to talk to him.

So the two chatted with Anya for a few more words, then left the ward, and got into a high-end black steam car, which was longer, wider and more upscale than the one An Ya usually sat in. There were also sofas and a small bar inside. .

The driver looked like an old man with the appearance of a butler, but it was not the butler Otto that Rolle was familiar with.

Speaking of which, Luo Er hasn't seen Mr. Butler today. He should have been guarding Anya these days, almost inseparable personal protection, but he disappeared today?

Should be doing other things?

On the co-pilot seat, there was a middle-aged man who looked about the same age as Luo Er, with extremely sharp eyes. As soon as he saw Luo Er, he looked him up and down, with some doubts and vigilance flashing in his eyes .

It can be seen that this should be a personal bodyguard.

Luo Er didn't mind this kind of impolite gaze. It's other people's responsibility. Instead, he responded with a friendly smile.

I also noticed by the way that this person's dress is a bit strange. His right hand is wearing a white glove, but his left hand is directly exposed, which seems a little rough?

After the two got into the car, the steam car began to drive slowly along the street, and the speaker moved his chubby body, took out a pair of teapots and teacups from the bar, and asked:

"Is only black tea okay?"

Roll was slightly taken aback.

"Ah...thank you..."

A faint scent of tea immediately wafted through the car.

After taking a sip of black tea, the speaker said:

"There are mainly two issues I want to discuss with you. The first one is about your award ceremony. You know the current situation, it is not suitable, so the award ceremony should be postponed for a while. I hope you will not mind."

"I assure you, the empire will never forget your sacrifice."

Huh?Honor ceremony?

Luo Er was a little excited in his heart, and felt like he got what he wanted.

The empire can finally face up to my contribution!

In fact, in the past three weeks, he occasionally pondered this matter when he was free.

Before, I single-handedly entered the dangerous and unpredictable Great Clock Tower of the Imperial Capital, killed the administrator there, and then liberated that dreamland.

Naturally, he hoped that more people would know about this kind of heroic feat, and it would be better to get a newspaper headline.

It's fine to adapt an opera, it's a bit shameful...

It’s not that Luo Er loves vanity so much, he actually didn’t go around to publicize these things, and he never mentioned what happened that day after that, and most of his energy was devoted to post-disaster reconstruction.

If this matter was forgotten in the end, he wouldn't care too much about it. Like Duoduo Town, he still didn't go to receive the reward in the end, so there's nothing wrong with keeping a low profile.

It's just that if others take the initiative to bring up this matter, he will not deliberately conceal it for the sake of keeping a low profile. It is naturally good to be recognized by others for doing good deeds.

It's just a normal, normal state of mind.

And compared to those false names, what makes him a little excited is mainly the substantive issue of bonuses. If he can get a sum of money, he can go back and build a road for the village.

But having said that, only the little donkey, the little milk cat, his daughter, and his students know everything he did in the dream?

The little milk cat can't speak, and the little donkey returns from the dream and turns back into a cute little donkey form, and can't speak either.

Jeanna hadn't seen anyone for two days, and it seemed that she was going to meet the envoys from the Restoration Sect or something.

It seems that the daughter should have told Anya, and Anya told her father.

Luo Er roughly went through the context of the matter in his mind, and then replied with a smile:

"You are too much, these are what I should do."

The speaker also smiled and continued:

"Thank you for your understanding. Compared with this, I actually want to talk to you about the second thing..."

"I plan to rebuild the 'grey ghosts'. I wonder if Mr. Roll is interested in leading them?"

After hearing this, Luo Er was stunned on the sofa for several seconds before recovering, and asked:

"Sorry, I don't seem to hear you clearly?"

So the speaker repeated it again, and even the smile on his face was slightly restrained to show his seriousness and seriousness.

No, what's the matter with this feeling of missing an entire season?

What is this gray ghost?Could it be the notorious gray skin?

What does it have to do with me?Why should I lead them?

Also, why did the bodyguard in the front passenger seat get nervous for no reason?Acting like you want to reason with me?

Luo Er complained in his heart, and then decided to put his face down and ask without shame.

"That...can you explain in detail? Let's start with this 'grey ghost'?"

The Speaker then introduced:

"The Gray Ghosts used to be a glorious and glorious organization. When they were first established, they belonged directly to the royal family and handled some troublesome issues for the past emperors."

Luo Er understood these words, it was Jin Yiwei from another world.

This kind of organization generally has nothing to do with glory, on the contrary, it is easy to become notorious and frightening.

"Afterwards, with the enactment of the Constitution and the establishment of the House of Representatives, the Gray Specter also broke away from the royal family and became an independent institution under the jurisdiction of the government, responsible for domestic security."

"They have made countless efforts and sacrifices, escorted the empire in secret, and produced many unknown but epic heroic deeds..."

"But because these things are all carried out in secret, ordinary people don't know about them, and they still maintain their previous inherent impressions, resulting in many misunderstandings..."

Luo Er nodded suspiciously. Judging from this, this gray ghost is indeed the "gray skin" mentioned by the group leader and the instructor.

What a bad reputation...

But if the speaker didn't lie to him or whitewash it, then the gray ghost successfully transformed into a secret agency like the National Security Bureau, and then was misunderstood by others, which logically makes sense.

Just like S.H.I.E.L.D. is not loved by the American people.

"Afterwards, with the rise of the Scholars Association and its gradual strength, there was a lot of unhappiness with the gray ghost. There are many details in it that I can't explain in a few words. If you are interested, you can check the internal files in the future."

"In short, the final result of the confrontation between the two sides is that the gray ghost was defeated, its authority and functions were largely deprived, and it was reduced to a marginal organization, which will be disbanded at any time..."

"In order to save this point and prove their worth, the previous two leaders did some unwise actions, which left a bad impression on some people."

The speaker's words sounded very euphemistic, but in fact they explained the real origin of the 'grey skin' very directly.

After hearing this, Luo Er couldn't help feeling a little funny.

When I heard the group leader and the instructor mention this gray skin before, I still felt that it was a bit forced, like a kind of spy agency, which specializes in inciting and instigating to split such evil organizations.

It turns out that the truth is just a low-level organization that disturbs the people for the sake of gaining a sense of existence.

This kind of thing is commonplace on the earth, and Luo Er is no stranger to it, just smile.

So the question remains, what does this have to do with me?

The speaker then explained:

"In the previous attack, the Scholars Association suffered very serious losses, and it will be difficult to slow down for a while. Therefore, I think that now is the best time to rebuild the gray ghost."

"I believe that with your wisdom, you should be able to see the influence of the giant scholar society on the empire, right? We urgently need an institution that can check and balance them. The former gray ghost is the best choice."

"However, there are not many people who dare to challenge the majesty of the Scholar Association. Even if they have suffered heavy losses this time, their prestige is still there. Only a strong and wise person like you can lead this ancient organization to fight against it... "

Rolle didn't wait for the speaker to finish speaking, he quickly raised his hand to signal, and asked:

"No, Mr. Speaker, have you misunderstood me? I'm just the village head of a small mountain village. Later, I got a job in the military investigation team based on my relationship. At most, I added the identity of an enthusiastic and model citizen." Well, that's all!"

"You must have made a mistake. The things you said are too far away from me. You said that I am a person from Kodo Province. Why did I come to the imperial capital to take up such an important position? You should hire someone else."

The speaker seemed to have guessed that Rolle would refuse, smiled calmly, and replied:

"No, no, Mr. Roll, you are too modest, and I did not make a mistake."

"A few days ago, I heard Mr. Odo mention you, knew about you, and after careful consideration, I sent you an invitation."

After hearing this, Luo Er couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Mr. Butler mentioned me?

But what else can I mention?Especially in front of such a big man.

Even if he knew that I helped Jeanna and the others temporarily gain a firm foothold in the Plenty Valley, it's not a big deal, right?

Could it be that the speaker thinks that I have guided the Restoration Sect well, and that I look like a strong thigh who can lead the team to lie down and win?So let me take over the mess here?

After thinking about it, Luo Er felt that this should be the case.

Luo Er didn't deliberately conceal the matter in the Fertile Valley. He briefly mentioned it to the villagers, doctors, and instructors.

As for the person-to-person transmission, the more it is passed on, the more outrageous it is. I don’t know how much editing and polishing has been done in the middle. In the end, the chairman heard it, and he no longer knows what version of the story it is...

(End of this chapter)