Three hours later, inside the Imperial Army's main camp in the Cocobia Rainforest.
John, with a bright red handprint on his face, sat in the commander's chair as his subordinates fussed over him with concern.
Sellviya, who had carried him all the way to the rendezvous point, sat nearby with her legs crossed, leisurely sipping black tea. Yet upon closer inspection, her gaze seemed somewhat absent, as though she were contemplating something.
Perhaps she had thought of something pleasant, because even the dignity and coldness she always deliberately maintained had unknowingly faded away. A rare curve had appeared at the corners of her lips.
She was clearly in an exceptionally good mood.
Especially when she glimpsed John being surrounded by the crowd, endlessly advised never to make such impulsive decisions again. Some were even prepared to threaten death to make the commander swear an oath, leaving John with an utterly lifeless expression.
The smile on Sellviya's face immediately grew even brighter.
However, Sellviya soon sensed someone staring at her. Her gaze passed through the crowd and settled on the figure who had been watching her from the beginning. Once she confirmed it was Wendy, the girl who had always followed John around like a little shadow.
Feeling the complicated emotions contained within Wendy's eyes, she instinctively raised an eyebrow.
She recalled what she had observed back in Bahamut Town, as well as the intelligence Glenn had gathered during his spare time.
Combined with Wendy's current gaze, which seemed intent on defending her claim, everything pointed Sellviya toward one conclusion.
This female Mage Soldier seemed to harbor unusual feelings for her superior.
So, aside from that monster Laiya, was this little potato, not even five foot seven, also planning to become her rival?
At least her taste was indeed quite good.