Inside the helicopter cabin.
As soon as Jeanne and the others were on board, General Frode and Sistine rushed over to them with a relief expression on their faces.
"Glad that you're safe, Major Jeanne," General Frode gently said.
"Thanks the Nine Gods!" Sistine hurriedly knelt down to support Jeanne and examined her body carefully, "Are you okay, Jeanne? Are you hurt somewhere?"
"Thanks, but no need. I can do it myself," Jeanne quickly brushed off Sistine's hand and responded perfunctorily while standing up on her own.
"Ah… Okay," Sistine was momentarily stunned before drawing his hand back with a disappointed expression on his handsome face.
Jeanne ignored Sistine's abandoned puppy looks and turned her over to General Frode.
