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Sally piloted the White Angel, soaring into the high skies.
At a certain altitude, she looked down at the surface of the planet to see a place where a dark mass was moving, leaving ruin in its wake... There was even something flying in the air.
The direction of movement was exactly that of their military academy's location.
"Laxia, what's going on?"
"I don't know. I only know that the chance to make a fortune is gone."
"Yeah, jobs aren't easy to find nowadays."
"Forget about me. What kind of job would you, a female Variant Human, look for? Prince Nine came to you himself, what he's after is you. The Imperial Royal Family is the most traditional with monogamous marriages, much better than those wealthy nobles, absolutely loyal. If you marry Prince Nine, glory, wealth, and a meteoric rise are all within reach."