"Who are you? State your business."
"Hang on, just give me a second. Ah, here it is! My business card...more accurately, a card that states my business here, just as you requested," Replied Aster with a smile, as he took out and held up a Spell Card.
"What the-...drop it, now! Hands in the air and don't move, I-...!"
"Too late," Aster cut him off, as he ran his Mana through the Spell Card, before putting it back into his Storage Ring and taking a swift step back as the Knight tried to grab him, easily evading his grasp.
He and Tacitus had gone to a place called Beryl Town, Tacitus had headed for the church while Aster was at the Knight outpost. He was wearing a black wig, and he'd approached the two Knights standing guard outside the building.
While they didn't recognize him from the wanted posters thanks to the wig he was wearing, they had been ordered to not allow anyone in without first confirming that they weren't a threat, after The Irregulars' last attack.
