Chapitre 70: The end of Peace

Cafeteria

'Honestly, is this even bullying? This is nothing like what I had to keep up in the past during my missions.' Lydia chuckled carrying a tray full of water glass. She was with her colleagues in the cafeteria serving her so called seniors who were of different ages but were called seniors because of their rank.

Being in a unique group while herself being a unique person, now her seniors were treating her and her group members like slaves. Yan was bringing dishes to the other group members who were doing nothing but eating.

"When will this end?" Rory frowned carrying a tray in her hands filled with glasses of juice. She was just behind Lydia, frowning and silently glaring others. Lydia stopped for a second and started walking as soon as Rory came beside her.