A woman? In this line of work? How preposterous!

That's what many people would say or think when you came up in conversation. You were a mastermind! The devil herself. You didn't worry about the acts that you were committing. You had a reputation to uphold!

And now all that work has payed off. When you get a letter from Makarov himself.

Now you sit in your dimly lit office as you stare at the letter as it laid in your hand.