That voice?
Selvia?
Why had she come at a time like this?
"It's over, it's over. I'm completely finished now!"
The moment Meyer realized who had arrived, her scalp went numb, and cold sweat began streaming down her forehead.
As teammates in her previous life, she was naturally very familiar with Selvia. She also knew perfectly well that in the early days of the Special Operations Division, Selvia had undoubtedly been its strongest fighter. Even Anna, the captain, had only ever been beaten senseless when facing that woman early on.
Most importantly, although that woman was generally quite kind to her own people.
Perhaps because of the historical conflicts between Half-Dragons and Foxfolk, ever since Selvia had first laid eyes on her when the division was founded, she had never shown Meyer a pleasant expression.
And that utterly undisguised dislike had continued all the way until the end of the war.
Even after peace arrived and the wedding was held, Selvia, relying on her strength and John's affection, had repeatedly and openly monopolized the sweet dates that should have belonged solely to Meyer and John. All Meyer could do was watch her husband get stolen away right in front of her, while the plot of a helpless wife played out in broad daylight.
It could be said that among the sisterhood she knew, Selvia was absolutely the biggest bully of them all.
Though afterward, Meyer had secretly spread word that Selvia deliberately stuffed things into her clothes to fake an impressive bust, causing the exposed woman to fly into an embarrassed rage for quite a while.
Thus, she had taken her revenge in that manner.
But compared to the shadow that bully Selvia had cast over her, Meyer felt that such revenge was utterly insignificant.
In fact, before John exposed