Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez



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As the group entered the core of the base, they were astonished once more. Unlike the high-tech perimeter, the interior was a vast and primitive area that could accommodate thousands of people.

In contrast to the exterior, the core region of the base had a raw and natural feel. Towering trees intertwined to form a dense canopy, mingling with various rainforest plants. There wasn't a trace of human design. A whole wall of weapons lined the

area.

Samantha was amazed. Even though she knew little about firearms, she could easily see that the guns were different models. This meant that this wall alone had at least hundreds of types of guns.

The weaponry here was probably more extensive than what Yvette had back at the base. Emmett and Charles looked at the vast and untouched natural area.

This suggested that when Yvette designed the base, she intentionally left this central area open. The entire base was truly a perfect blend of nature and technology, both inside and out.

Kash led the group up onto the platform. He bowed slightly, placing his left hand on his chest, and solemnly addressed Yvette, saying, "Ms. Zeller, please review the results of the three years of training."

Yvette leaned on the railing, overlooking the entire field. Her eyes were deep and shadowed, and their pure blue and white showed no emotion. Jeremiah stood beside her, gazing into the distance with equally deep eyes.

The next second, drums started playing from afar in the field, getting louder, followed by a dark mass moving toward the platform.NôvelDrama.Org content.

A grand army of thousands, all in matching black uniforms, with stern faces, bare-chested and moving forward wi unstoppable momentum. Samantha watched as the army got closer to the field, thinking that the sheer masculinity, even without a word, was almost/ overwhelming. The Eagle King glanced at Emmett beside him, while a hint of shock appeared on Charles's face. It made sense. He couldn't have been the only one shocked.

He remembered the first time he experienced the strength of Yvette's army, and he was even more astonished back then. He initially thought it was just a group of loosely organized militia with basic training, but once they engaged, he realized that each member had their particular skills.

If Yvette personally led this army out into the world, probably no one in the underground world could compete with her.

Charles had the same thoughts as the Eagle King. He looked at the dense crowd of over a thousand people in front of him with a complicated expression.

He finally understood why Yvette never seemed to take the Seventy-Two Chambers seriously. The aura surrounding this army was undeniable. It would be a breeze to find someone here to form the next Seventy-Two Chambers.

Standing next to Jeremiah, Emmett whispered, "Mr. Chavez, Yvette's army, even though it only has two thousand people, could probably take on ten times their number. Even our elite troops would have to be cautious against them, as the result is uncertain."

Emmett sighed. Jeremiah's secret soldiers went through rigorous selection and endless tests with the harshest evaluations every year. Anyone who failed was immediately kicked out.

Ever since Emmett met Yvette while following Jeremiah, he was numbed by shock. He originally thought Jeremiah had

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At that time, he was worried that Yvette could match up with Jeremiah. But the event after the event broke his expectations.

Yvette's revealed identities became more shocking each time, up to this trip to Voraxia. Suddenly, a base and an army of two thousand soldiers appeared right before him.

Now he finally understood a truth he should have realized long ago. Yvette was all-powerful. When the divine walked among humans, it was only to effortlessly crush ordinary folks like them Humans could never stand shoulder to shoulder with deities.

Jeremiah stood on the high platform, gazing steadily at Yvette's silhouette ahead. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his cold and distant expression was like icy water under the sunlight.

He said, "Yvette has her way of training soldiers. All of them have been pushed to their physical limits."

Emmett's eyes lit up at those words. "Mr. Chavez, if Yvette has such skills, we could ask her to help train our army. In two months, armies from all nations will participate in the World Special Forces Competition, and with her help, we will have a better chance."

The World Special Forces Competition Emmett talked about was an annual event where the top soldiers from each country took part, with both individual and team events. Winners earned medals, but the most important prize wasn't the medals. It was the country's honor.

Jeremiah had participated in this competition three times already, and each time he came first in the individual category. But after three victories, he was banned from further participation. The official reason was that no one could compete more than three times.

This rule obviously targeted Jeremiah, but there was nothing that could be done. Afterward, Clusia continued to send special forces to compete, consistently staying among the top ranks but never securing first place again.

With a loud shout from Kash, about a thousand people started rearranging their formation. A minute later, everyone was kneeling on one knee facing Yvette, who was on the high platform.

The sound from the thousand voices was deafening. "Ms. Zeller, welcome back."

The scene made everyone on the platform feel an overwhelming excitement. Samantha clutched her chest.

She said, "Oh my goodness. If I didn't know better, I'd think I was in ancient times. Yvette looks just like a powerful general with a brave army under her command. It's absolutely breathtaking."

Rodney tugged at Samantha's hand, looking quite proud. "Samantha, isn't Yvette so cool? Too bad she's the one I can't have."

Samantha, Emmett, Charles, and Eagle King couldn't hold back their laughter at this. The earlier part was amusing, but the last sentence really took the cake.

Even Eagle King gave Rodney a pat on the shoulder. Samantha reached out and pinched Rodney's cheeks.

Samantha then said, "Rodney, it's okay. Just remember, besides Mr. Chavez, no one else can have Yvette either."

Samantha's words instantly turned the frown on Rodney's face into a bright smile. "Samantha, you're right. I think you're really sweet. Maybe you could wait for me to grow up and be my girlfriend?"

Rodney's innocent words brought a wave of relief to the people on the platform. Samantha pretended to think it over for a

moment.

She shook her head. "No way, Rodney. I've already got a boyfriend."

Rodney nodded seriously. "Alright, alright. I can't be the guy who comes between you two, so I just have to wish you and

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your boyfriend the best, Samantha."

The group was already used to Rodney's surprising outbursts.

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On the platform, Yvette slightly lowered her dark eyes. Her long straight blond hair flowed down, and her dark eyes showed no emotion as she looked at the impressive crowd of over a thousand people.

With a blank expression and a calm voice, she said, “It's been a while."

Those words made nearly two thousand people present fall silent instantly. All eyes turned to Yvette, their gazes intense and

eager.

At that moment, a tall and rugged man stepped out from the front lines, his build matching that of the Eagle King.

Seeing him stand out, the Eagle King cursed, "Damn it!"

Back in the day, this guy almost ruined the Eagle King's happiness with a strong kick. However, the Eagle King admitted he was too careless then.

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