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He lay back in a leather chair that seemed too expensive for the chief of security to use, pulling out a pipe.

Recently, it was an item trending among the nobles, something he had paid a high price for and barely acquired.

Click.

As he lit a flashy magic tool that produced only as much light as a match.

Tap.

A light knock could be heard.

“Madam is here to see you.”

“I’m busy right now, tell her it’s difficult to meet.”

“…Yes, understood.”

He sighed with a furrowed brow.

“Tsk, she’ll probably act all high and mighty like when she first came…”

The chief of security’s wife was a woman from the neighboring village, where rumors of her beauty had spread far and wide. Not only was she good at household chores and modest, but she was also the kind of woman who would prepare warm water to wash her husband’s feet upon his return.

Despite knowing it was impolite, she had come to her husband’s workplace because of his affair.

Not long after their wedding, she became pregnant. She seemed happy as if she had everything in the world, but misfortune came too easily.

A week after refusing to share a bed with her husband for the sake of the child, she heard horrifying sounds coming from the next room.

Her husband had brought a prostitute and was sharing affection in the adjacent room. Despite seeing his shocked and distraught wife, he did not stop, and she suffered a miscarriage due to the shock.

She cried endlessly as she looked at the blood flowing between her legs. The chief of security, seeing his wife in such a state, beat her, saying she couldn’t even properly protect one child, and demanded they have another.

At this point, the woman, whose mind had snapped, threatened the chief of security with a knife to commit suicide. Losing the woman he had paid a large sum for was a problem, but if his wife’s body was found in the house, it would cause a great uproar among the people.

If other contenders for the chief of security position heard about this, he might have to step down.

The chief of security tried to calm the woman by raising his fist, but she was as strong as a mother who had lost a child.

She showed intent to truly commit suicide by plunging the knife deep enough to make blood flow from her neck, and the chief of security had no choice but to let her go.

His actions were based on arrogant thoughts that fleeing wouldn’t take him much further.

What he hadn’t considered was that her household was wealthier than he thought. When he married her, he had crawled on the ground, thinking he would give up everything, including his dignity and pride.

The woman, who had fled all the way to her family home, was not warmly welcomed. Society did not look kindly on women who abandoned their husbands and ran away. Instead, they criticized her for not accepting her husband’s infidelity, leading to a divorce.

But that was the end of her troubles. Her father, who had been a doting father, finally embraced his crying daughter and advised her to divorce her worthless husband.

Divorce was allowed in the empire, but actual divorces were rare. This was because the amount one had to pay to the country to finalize a divorce was very high. Fortunately, her family was wealthy enough to afford any amount.

A woman who had lost her innocence and experienced a miscarriage was almost unmarriageable, but her exceptional beauty meant she might find new love at least once.

To divorce, a couple must agree and create a divorce agreement. If they do not create one, the security chief and she would be tied together forever as a couple, ultimately having no choice but to live together.

So, the woman, accompanied by many guards provided by her family, came here to receive the divorce agreement herself.

The security chief regarded such actions of the woman as mere capriciousness or a scheming tactic to gain dominance in their marriage.

“When I return home later, I should educate her properly.”

He thought, recalling the face of his beautiful wife with a slight smile.

In the realm of comedy, an unimaginable dreadful situation!

With the security chief perceived as an ‘enemy’ by Lian, the comedy filter began to operate fiercely.

Bang!

“Hey, you bastard!”

“Huh?”

His wife, enhanced by the comedy filter (+99), rushed in holding a frying pan in one hand, ready to smash the door into pieces. The security chief looked at her with a blank expression.

Her innocent face was now twisted so viciously that it could remind one of a monster. Unexplainable wisps of smoke rose from the frying pan she held in both hands.

Behind her, the secretary and guards lay on the ground with bumps on their heads.

“What… What are you doing right now?”

The security chief stammered in confusion.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

With each light and delicate step he took, the building shook.

Thump…

In the immaculately tidy room without a speck of dust, dust fell inexplicably.

The simple wooden chandelier hanging from the ceiling swayed weakly back and forth.

Thud!

Approaching the desk, she confidently placed a white paper down.

“Sign this.”

“What? Why me?”

Though her tone was chillingly unfamiliar, the security chief remained unfazed. Instead, he regained his composure and looked at his wife with a hint of mockery.

“Do you know how much I spent bringing you here? You happily accepted everything I gave you before, and now you want a divorce?”

Having worked outside and returned home, boasting about taking care of her husband and raising the child wisely, the woman had a strong grasp of economic concepts. All the expensive gifts he had given her had been sold to buy land, which was now under her husband’s name. In reality, she had received nothing financially.

Seeing her only value what she had given and not what she had received, the woman felt a surge of anger.

Without the comedy filter, she might have collapsed in tears, but she had become a formidable figure known as the ‘ajumma,’ even the wife of a despicable man.

Characterized by a fickle nature and a tendency to abandon things, she was as rough as a general, if not more so.

For these reasons, she had been strengthened to the point where she was now called the ‘strongest,’ both mentally and physically.

“If you tell me to do something, I will do it, why so many words!”

As she swung the frying pan she held in her hand, the security chief tried to grab her wrist, which seemed fragile enough to break easily.

“Snap…!”

With a mysterious technique, her hand moved like a ghost and struck his head with a thud!

Thud! Thud! Bang!

“Because you’re quiet, do you think you look like a fool!”

“Ugh, ack! Stop…cough!”

Bang!

Each time he was hit, his face that had been bowing forward finally thudded onto the desk. Blood trickled down his face. Then, a delicate hand in white gloves grabbed the head of the security chief and lifted it up.

A woman with a ghastly expression similar to a goblin spoke to the security chief, who was bleeding from his nose.

“So what are you going to do about it, you little punk?”

“Cough, gasp… How dare you…”

Bam!

“Still not had enough punishment, huh?”

As the security chief’s face slammed into the desk, the desk split in half.

“Ugh…”

He staggered, dizzy, trying to grab his sword as dizziness overwhelmed him. At that moment…

Thud!

“W-what, wha-at?!”

“Yahh!”

The woman wrapped the man’s legs around her waist and began spinning rapidly. In the dark fantasy world, the man’s figure was barely visible due to the incredible speed.

“Ahh! H-help..!”

The man couldn’t finish his sentence as the woman let go midway.

Crash!!

The man crashed through the window and fell outside. In the comedy world, it would have been like falling down one step, but here, even breaking a bone wouldn’t be surprising.

Fortunately, the security chief landed on the street below without major injuries, but…

“Ugh…”

With both legs held by her, he couldn’t get up after they snapped.

Thump, thump…

With a pale face, the security chief looked up at his wife coming down from upstairs. She still held the frying pan, her delicate body, once only good for flower arranging, now muscular like a seasoned warrior.

Her face seemed different somehow.

“Hey.”

“This monstrous woman…! You devil!”

“You still haven’t come to your senses!”

Helplessly, the security chief found himself shedding tears as his wife applied a cobra twist (a pro wrestling move) on him in the middle of the street. It was a moment where his influence diminished in various ways.

“Oh… A marital fight. Scary.”

Lian, wandering around with Iris and Jess to buy supplies, shuddered slightly upon witnessing the scene of the security chief being overpowered.

“A marital fight? Is that…?”

Iris’s eyes were filled with confusion.

“A boss fight!”

Jess enjoyed comparing it to a battle to determine the leader of a group.