So, Dragon, the leader of the revolutionary army, looked at the person who suddenly walked into her office without warning. The woman always seems to have a sour face, but it's just a facade that she has to give to her enemies. Will that person who has entered through the door be an ally or an enemy?

"And who are you supposed to be?"

Dragon asked in a cold, stoic voice. She would always give this image to strangers, even if deep down she has her own sense of humor.