"Is that you?" the guard said, "Why are you showing off just to pull rank? Move along."
"Who is it?"
The guard had just finished speaking when a man in a light yellow uniform staggered out, reeking of alcohol.
"Two people want to see Lord Fukate."
The drunken man was indeed wearing the Sandstorm Corps uniform, but without any armor. Seeing him glance over, Li Ang flashed his Grand Knight's Medal.
"Damn it..."
The drunk man sobered up considerably, stumbled over, and shoved the guard aside.
"Honorable Grand Knight, what business do you have with our Order Sandstorm Corps?"
"Where's the captain of this outpost?"
"He's...he's on patrol."
The drunken team member mumbled evasively.
"Patrolling this late, huh?"
"You can tell me whatever it is."
Li Ang looked at the member, "Tier Four Legion Soldier, you're not qualified to handle business at this level."
"Uh, I'm a formal member of the Order Sandstorm Corps; I have the capability to handle affairs."
