On the second-to-last day before departing for the Archipelago Plane, Ang brought Quintina to the Third Legion's garrison in Igelm.
Both wore well-fitted military uniforms. Ang's uniform gleamed, while Quintina's fit her especially well, lending her an air of heroic elegance.
Her uniform perfectly outlined her figure, and she stood nearly flawless, giving off a sense of authority without sacrificing grace.
"I didn't expect you to look this good in a uniform." Ang couldn't help praising her, his eyes lingering on Quintina for several seconds.
The curves of her body were even more apparent beneath the uniform. Her long legs and straight back made him sigh in admiration.
Quintina smiled faintly and spun around as if admiring herself. "Really?" She raised an eyebrow, a sly smile on her lips, seemingly looking forward to Ang's assessment.
"Of course it's true." Ang shrugged helplessly. "If you don't believe me, you can ask them."
He pointed to several legion members nearby. Seeing that they had already turned to look over, Ang deliberately raised his voice.
A proud smile appeared on Quintina's face, but it quickly turned into dissatisfaction.
She turned her head and stopped speaking, her lips slightly pursed. Clearly, she accepted the compliment somewhat unwillingly.
The two entered the Third Legion's garrison. The air was thick with the atmosphere of a military camp, with orderly barracks all around and busy soldiers moving about.
At that moment, some of the soldiers stationed there turned to look at them, and Quintina's arrival in particular drew considerable attention.
Her beauty and heroic bearing stood out sharply among the rough soldiers. Several of them couldn't help whispering among themselves, their eyes occasionally sweeping toward the pair.
Quintina felt the glances constantly coming from around her and grew somewhat uncomfortable, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Ang, didn't you