Durandal glanced at Esdeath beside her, but she was not particularly interested in her. Although Esdeath was indeed extremely charming, in Durandal's eyes, cute cats ranked above beautiful women.
As for beautiful women, Rita was enough. She did not need anyone else.
Though she was not very interested, Durandal had to admit that Esdeath was indeed quite beautiful. Her long ice-blue hair and white military uniform gave her an especially captivating air. She was the perfect mature beauty.
Her tall, flawless figure was full of allure. Perhaps because her uniform was too tight, her chest seemed ready to burst forth. Her delicate face was breathtakingly beautiful. If no one knew her identity, any man... would surely have his heart stirred.
But Durandal had no interest in her. Instead, Esdeath seemed to have set her sights on Durandal.
Perhaps Durandal's reputation as the undefeated war goddess in the military had dealt her a blow. The first time they met, Esdeath had challenged Durandal, only to be subdued with a single move of Durandal's hand.
She had come several more times afterward, but Esdeath still had not fully accepted it.
"Your Majesty, I need one more person for this campaign!"
Ignoring Esdeath's gaze, Durandal thought for a moment before speaking.
"Oh? Who is it? General Durandal, please name them."
The young Emperor seemed somewhat curious about Durandal's request.
"General Najenda."
Durandal glanced at Najenda among the military officers and slowly spoke. Perhaps because of her own influence, Najenda had already drawn the attention of certain people. Leaving her alone in the Imperial Capital would not be safe.
After all, Najenda had initially served under her, and Durandal admired both her character and conduct. It would be safer to bring Najenda along for this campaign.
"Huh?"
Hearing Durandal's words, Najenda, who was