Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

"That's right, you're pretty and capable. Indeed, you're a model housewife from the Batton family."

"No wonder Mr. Batton likes you. You really are amazing."

The other archeologists also couldn't resist complimenting Xyla Quest.

They held great respect for her.

Xyla, who was used to being admired and worshipped by everyone, didn't feel particularly affected by all this attention.

"You're all too kind," she responded, still seeming poised and collected. All right, let's figure out how to move these things."

"We have boxes specifically for the job on the helicopters. Let's categorize the items and put similar objects in each box," Brian suggested. "All right, let's do that," Xyla agreed.

"I'll send someone to get the boxes," Brian said before issuing instructions to some of his team members, who reluctantly left shortly after. Meanwhile, Xyla remained at the site to categorize the antiques along with the other experts.

There were countless antique items there that the moving rate was slow, despite the number of people involved because of the delicate nature of the antiques.

By nightfall, only half of the items in the first room managed to be moved into boxes, then transported back to the national treasure vault via military helicopters.

Seeing that they were short-handed, Xyla gathered a thousand reliable men from above to assist with the moving.

the late hour, it did not

and rest, everyone. We will go up and find

not bear to watch them work any

room remained where the owner of the tomb

decided to continue

instantly shook his head as he approached

"This

valuable things.

is

had better cleare

out.

not tired," he

felt warm in her

all head back and sleep, and we will finish up tomorrow. These things are important, but your lives are even

felt

Quest, we're not tired. We can still do

one room remaining. We'll work harder

there's only one

Everyone started speaking up.