“… so the commander said he’d come see us in person as soon as everything is sorted out…”

“Does he need to? Everything is still a mess, so he doesn’t need to bother…”

Seon-Hyeok could not mentally process the conversation between Frederick and the infantry company commander happening right next to him. His attention was solely on the translucent woman flying in the air.

He couldn’t focus because she refused to remain still.

“Hm…”

Seon-Hyeok let out a sound between a moan and a groan. For him, who found even the sight of women wrapped in towels occasionally exiting women-only areas stimulating, this was just too much.

Even worse was the fact that Atiya’s face felt familiar. Belatedly realizing this, Seon-Hyeok turned his head in surprise.

“Eek…”

Ahn Yoo-Jung, who had been staring in his direction, was gritting her teeth, and her face was scarlet-tinged. She and Atiya looked eerily alike.

While the infantry company took care of the battlefield, Seon-Hyeok left the group for a moment to speak with Yoo-Jung separately. He couldn’t help but notice the looks his comrades gave him, but at the same time, he couldn’t continue to avoid her given what he had done.

“First of all, can you send her away?”

Yoo-Jung spoke up first, looking at Atiya, who was flying around everywhere....