Selma Payne's POV:
It was obvious that the elven officer, who had arrived late, and I wanted to keep the peace. However, I didn't know if it was because of the higher-ups' indulgence that the elves who caused trouble thought they had obtained a death-exemption medallion. Still, this group of people refused to let us go and ignored their embarrassed boss.
Officer Klein tried to scoff at the daring soldiers, but he was ruthlessly humiliated.
Now, I was starting to doubt the elf race's education level. Otherwise, the elf recruitment requirement was that their intelligence be below average. Otherwise, why would there be so many intelligence depressions?
Although I was at the center of the storm, I was honestly not in a hurry at all. This was not my city, nor my fellow countrymen, so they could drag it on if they wanted to. I believed my attitude was good enough that I hadn't fallen out with him yet. Why should I stick my warm face to the cold butt?
