I Was Mistaken as a Great War Commander
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It was a tense situation.

Daniel watched nervously as Lucy let out a low sigh, calming her anger.

After all, it was true that she had allowed Frien to handle the order and hadn’t specified that she wanted anything else.

‘But still…’

From Lucy’s perspective, who had wanted to try the éclair that Daniel had praised so highly, there was no denying the lingering disappointment.

Half-closing her eyes, she stared down at the mint chip ice cream in front of her.

The bright turquoise color gave no hints about how it would taste.

If it turned out to be terrible, it would completely ruin the rare moment of relaxation she had been looking forward to.

Unwilling to let that happen, Lucy scrutinized the ice cream as if trying to judge its worth.

Frien, meanwhile, squinted at her reaction.

‘Hmm. That’s a pretty bad expression…’

What could be the reason? She didn’t need to think too hard to figure it out.

‘She must be upset that her date is being interrupted.’

Lucy had probably hoped to spend some quiet, intimate time with Daniel, only to have an outsider butt in and ruin the mood.

Of course, the real reason was that Frien had ordered the mint chip ice cream without asking, but Frien remained oblivious to that fact.

After all, mint chip ice cream was delicious.

In Frien’s opinion, it was the perfect dessert—impossible to dislike.

Sure, there were a handful of people who despised mint, but they were such a minority that she didn’t think it was worth worrying about.

‘Anyway…’

Frien didn’t like seeing Lucy cozying up to Daniel—someone she practically revered as a saint committed to destroying the Allied Nations.

While Frien personally respected Lucy’s competence, this was an entirely different matter.

Frien knew all too well how many great figures in history had suffered because of women.

Love blinded judgment and clouded reason.

She couldn’t just stand by and let Lucy seduce Daniel.

‘If it were a normal relationship, I wouldn’t interfere, but…’

Lucy was hiding something.

Others might not notice, but Frien could sense the deep darkness within Lucy.

And since it was impossible to predict how that darkness might affect Daniel, Frien remained wary.

If Lucy was using her charms to approach Daniel for some ulterior motive, Frien would never forgive her.

‘…I just wanted an éclair.’

Meanwhile, Lucy simply wanted to eat the éclair.

After hesitating for a moment, she considered asking Daniel to cut her a small piece—but quickly dismissed the idea.

It was too rude to make such a request to her superior officer.

Resigning herself to the mint chip ice cream, Lucy picked up her spoon.

She scooped a small bite and placed it in her mouth—only for her eyes to widen in surprise.

A sweet yet refreshing flavor spread across her tongue, opening up an entirely new world of taste.

Pulling the spoon from her mouth, Lucy murmured quietly,

“…It’s good.”

Hearing that, Frien looked slightly surprised before breaking into a genuine smile.

“Lieutenant Lucy! You like mint?”
“Yeah. I think I do.”
“If that’s the case, you should’ve told me earlier! I know a few great places in the capital—want to go together sometime?”

Lucy blinked a few times, looking flustered, then glanced at Daniel as if asking for permission.

Reading her silent question, Daniel took a sip of coffee and said,

“Do as you like. Once we return to the capital, the headquarters will recognize our efforts and grant us plenty of time to rest.”

Lucy gave a small nod of acknowledgment.

Seeing this, Daniel took another sip of coffee and smiled subtly.

‘Looks like she’s completely fallen for desserts.’

He almost felt sorry for the Allied Nations.

The Lucy who once dismissed desserts as junk food no longer existed.

I just stole your elite spy’s taste buds—how do you feel about that?

‘Beliefs may be corrupt, but taste buds never lie.’

Feeling satisfied, Daniel was about to take a bite of his éclair when he noticed Lucy sneaking glances at it.

It made sense.

After all, he’d gone on and on about éclairs back in the office—it was only natural for her to be curious.

Understanding her feelings completely, Daniel picked up a knife, sliced the éclair in half, and placed one portion on a small plate before offering it to her.

Lucy looked surprised and turned to him.

“Major, this isn’t my portion.”
“It is now. I’m already full.”
“…Thank you.”

Lucy accepted the plate respectfully and carefully cut into the éclair with her fork.

The moment she took a bite—

“…!”

Her pupils dilated.

She was even more shocked than when she had tried the mint chip ice cream.

Though Lucy quickly composed herself, her flushed cheeks betrayed her reaction.

Watching her, Daniel chuckled softly.

‘As I thought, she’s terrible at hiding her emotions.’

If Lucy had a tail, it would probably be wagging furiously right now.

Imagining the scene, Daniel cut another piece of éclair and popped it into his mouth.

‘Oh.’

It really was good—so good that he immediately understood Lucy’s reaction.

*****

Lucy stepped out of the dessert shop, sending Daniel and Frien ahead.

She claimed to have other business to attend to.

Though puzzled, the two nodded and walked off into the distance. After confirming they were far enough, Lucy approached a man leaning against a pillar outside the shop.

The man, wearing a black beanie, turned to face her.

“…What do you want?”

“If you’re going to tail me so obviously, you’re bound to get caught,” Lucy said calmly. “You’ve been lurking around for the past five days, and now you show up again.”

The man frowned at her words.

“What? What kind of nonsense—”

“The eagle soaring high in the sky can never know what lies beneath the earth.”

The man’s hand trembled.

It was a code phrase used exclusively by the Allied Nations’ intelligence division.

Realizing Lucy was a spy, the man swallowed nervously.

Lucy stared at him and spoke in a quiet tone.

“Follow me—naturally.”

She turned and began walking.

Though unsure of what was happening, the man instinctively followed her at a slight distance, feeling that he had no other choice.

Lucy walked with purpose, leading him further and further away from populated areas.

‘Where the hell is she taking me?’

Growing uneasy, the man bit his lower lip.

Eventually, Lucy stopped at an abandoned construction site—completely deserted, with no workers or residents nearby.

The man, trying to ease the tension, broke the silence.

“Well! I never thought I’d meet a comrade in a place like this—especially one posing as that guy’s adjutant. This actually works out perfectly. I’m planning to assassinate Daniel Steiner. Care to help?”

Lucy let out a low sigh.

“That’s not an order from the Allied Nations.”

The man’s mouth snapped shut. He couldn’t deny it—she was right.

“We’ve already investigated you,” Lucy continued. “You’ve acted on your own more than once.”
“So what? Has my independence ever harmed the Allied Nations? Besides, Daniel Steiner could become a massive threat to us in the future. Eliminating him is the right call.”
“I’ll repeat myself. That’s not an order from the Allied Nations.”

The man gritted his teeth.

She was impossible to reason with.

“So what do you expect me to do? Sit back and watch? Or are you here to help me?”

“You’re wrong,” Lucy said coldly. “I’m here to eliminate you.”

“…Eliminate?”

He couldn’t believe what he’d just heard.

As Lucy turned to face him, standing under the light of the full moon, her presence exuded an inexplicable pressure.

“I can’t give you details,” she said, “but the Allied Nations want the Kingdom to lose this war. Killing Daniel Steiner would go against their intentions.”
“Wait a minute—”
“Furthermore, my mission is to ‘eliminate agents who betray orders or refuse to follow commands.’ Your actions qualify as both.”

Her tone left no room for doubt, and the man felt a chill run down his spine.

Suddenly, with a bitter laugh, he pulled a handgun from his coat and aimed it at her.

Before Lucy could speak, he squeezed the trigger repeatedly.

Gunshots rang out, accompanied by flashes of light.

But the bullets never reached Lucy.

Buzz—

The rounds hovered in midair, embedded in a shimmering blue barrier that Lucy had formed.

‘She blocked them? In that split second?’

While the man stood frozen in disbelief, Lucy calmly dispelled the barrier.

The bullets, no longer suspended, fell harmlessly to the ground.

“I apologize,” Lucy said softly. “This isn’t personal.”

She drew a revolver from her holster.

Panicking, the man shouted in desperation.

“You crazy bitch! No matter what orders you’ve been given, killing a fellow agent—”

Unfortunately, he never finished his sentence.

Bang!

The bullet pierced his skull.

His body staggered for a moment before collapsing onto the ground.

“……”

Lucy confirmed the kill, then lowered her revolver.

Something reflected the moonlight, catching her eye and prompting her to turn her head.

It was a cracked full-length mirror, carelessly left behind in the construction site.

She stared at her reflection.

Silver-white hair that glistened in the moonlight and crimson eyes that resembled pools of blood.

As she gazed at herself, Daniel’s words from earlier surfaced in her mind.

—“I just thought you looked especially beautiful today.”

…What exactly had he meant by that?

Lucy, who had never once thought of herself as beautiful, found the compliment perplexing.

The only words she’d ever heard from men were either curses or screams.

After all, her role in the Allied Nations had been to execute traitors.

Lost in thought, Lucy glanced up at the sky.

‘The Milky Way…’

Stars stretched endlessly across the heavens, signaling how late it had become.

She needed to return and prepare for work tomorrow.

Clearing her mind, Lucy began walking.

A sigh slipped out without her realizing it.

Lucy had witnessed countless horrors, killed countless people.

Her reputation as the “Red-Eyed Reaper” made her a symbol of fear among traitors.

And yet, even she had something she dreaded.

‘I don’t want to go to work…’

Regrettably, her greatest fear was showing up for work.

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