Tower of Chaos [3]

Inside the office of the Demon Suppression Agency President, a small, minimally decorated room housed two leather couches positioned to face each other. At the far end, a well-polished wooden desk stood facing the door, behind which a slender woman sat, jotting something down with a quilted pen. A neatly stacked pile of papers rested beside her.

Despite holding the prestigious position of Association President, she was relatively young, likely in her late twenties. Her delicate features framed by dyed red hair tied back in a loose ponytail gave her an air of refinement, while the wine-red eyes behind her glasses exuded focus and intelligence.

Whether viewed from near or far, people would regard her as someone with a calm and dignified lady, like a scholar immersed in deep contemplation about a certain topic or a strategist quietly shaping the course of a battlefield.