Sylvara's Rebirth: A New Dawn for Abel novel Chapter 132

**Chapter 132: Caught by the Commander**

Sylvara felt a knot of anxiety tighten in her stomach as she contemplated the implications of her hidden abilities. What if Agares discovered that her mental energy surpassed the mere Level-7 Plant Healing? The thought of being dragged into a sterile lab or abandoned on a desolate planet to endlessly heal the sick and cultivate crops sent shivers down her spine.

“Can you believe it? Commander Vaelor is actually holding someone else’s hand!” Leiya’s voice cut through the tension like a knife, pulling Sylvara from her thoughts. His jaw dropped as he witnessed the commander grasping the wrist of the so-called “killing machine.” In a fit of frustration, he turned to Zolensky, pinching him hard on the arm. “You jinx! Every time you say something, it turns out to be bad news! What about our sweet, talented cook, Mrs. Vaclor?”

Zolensky winced, pain radiating through him as if his heart was being ripped apart. He blinked in disbelief. “No way! I just mentioned it offhand. You can’t be serious—Commander Vaelor isn’t really into vicious women like himself, is he?”

Bane, who had been quietly observing, cleared his throat lightly to interject. “When you were copying the Troya Empire Penal Code, wasn’t there a clause stating that frontline combat officers who cheat and seek unilateral divorce leave with nothing?” His voice was steady, but the gravity of his words hung in the air.

“Exactly! And on top of that, Commander Vaelor’s fertility is practically zero. His marriage to Mrs. Vaclor already counts as him marrying up. If he strays, not only does he leave with nothing, but he’ll also have to pay a hefty settlement to Mrs. Vaclor!” Bane added, his eyes narrowing as he pieced together the implications.

The group that had been diligently copying the Penal Code nodded vigorously, their expressions a mix of concern and disbelief. “Yeah, if Commander Vaclor really falls for someone else, he might as well hand over his underwear to Mrs. Vaclor!” one of them joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Carlos, who had just descended from his mech, overheard the conversation. He recognized Sylvara despite her face paint and rolled his eyes at his colleagues. “Will you all just shut up? The woman Commander Vaclor is holding is Ms. Feywin, the chief of the Agriculture Department at The Fifth Military Academy. He’s not falling for anyone.”

The room fell silent, and all eyes turned to Carlos in unison. “You know her?”

Carlos nodded, a hint of pride creeping into his voice. “Remember that time I told you about the Swarmborn host we chased down, and someone crushed its head with a single kick?”

They all nodded, the memory vivid in their minds.

Carlos had sung her praises like a bard, but they had always been skeptical, convinced he was exaggerating. They clapped politely whenever he spoke of her feats, but deep down, they couldn’t fathom that a girl could possess such strength.

“That was her?” Leiya exclaimed, disbelief coloring his tone. “If it was her, I can totally believe it. With her ruthless nature, I’d believe you if you said she took down two in one kick!”

Bane’s brows furrowed as he echoed the unspoken question lingering in everyone’s minds. “Colonel Kel, wait a second. Something doesn’t add up. She’s the chief of the Agriculture Department. How does that connect to Commander Vaclor falling for someone else?”

Carlos felt his patience fraying. “It’s all connected! Ms. Feywin’s husband is part of our Hunting Legion. There’s no way Commander Vaelor would betray Mrs. Vaclor to steal one of his own people’s wives, right?”

The group froze, the weight of the realization settling heavily upon them.

Commander Vaelor would actually steal from his own people?

What a despicable act!

How low could he go?

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