"Brat, where are you heading? This is a restricted zone now."
An Ace ranker in solid stage wearing full plate armour asked a young man who was casually making his way on a mildly active road. Only a few colt-drawn wagons and carriages were allowed to pass through the curfew initiated by Edinburgh's army.
Ace ranker was assigned to the guards' platoon around the city of Osan. The young man in front of him looked like he was loaded. So the guard decided to extort him for some extra money in exchange for granting him entry.
"Hello, Ace…?"
The young man asked for the guard's name.
"Ace Claho. You can call me Claho, the squad leader. I'm in charge of the city of Ocean's perimeter detail. You see, brat, we are only allowing the entry of essential supplies into the city. So it'd be difficult for me to allow you entry.
That is unless… hehehe… you can make me believe that your entry to the city is indeed essential."
