Reunite [2]

Friday.

June 6, 2149.

"Alright, you may go."

"Thank you, Sir."

Thump!

Straightening her back and stomping her feet, Amelia flashed a salute to her officer before leaving the room.

She had requested for a leave of absence.

Due to her father's contributions, her superior officer accepted.

It was under the proposal of her becoming a ranker and venturing forth.

It was a good proposal.

Amelia would be well knowledgeable of the other races, once her ranker license gets verified.

She knew the army was setting her up as the next Grand Marshal.

And so the experience of becoming a ranker was well received.

Her next destination was the guild.

"Eh?! Amelia Constantine…?!"

The receptionist seemed to be in shock. After all, her family was well known throughout the entire human domain.

Thus, she was able to skip the long line.