Meanwhile, the female officer on the right probed further for Sasha who looked rundown and pitiful. Then, her gaze landed on the big and tall Yuma. She narrowed her eyes again.
Yuma realized that the two female officers were investigating him, so he kept his calm, chest puffed out as if he was a trained officer even without the uniform the two officers were wearing.
"You know," Ivy said, pretending to be haughty and looking down on everything but herself. "I don't need this slave anymore. She just bothered my husband. Disgusting animal!"
"Well," said the officer on the left. "We can do it for you, My Lady."
"Good for you," Ivy said as she brushed away empty air. Then step with all the arrogance that she had never done before.
"Thank you, My Lady," the officer on the left smiled and bowed her head.
She was feeling quite happy. At the very least, such remarks were a form of praise from the nobles for something they liked.
