Okay. At least he had a point to his words. We were indeed just random foreigners with faked papers trying to pass ourselves off as sellswords. Still, we haven't done anything to warrant this much of a response from the authorities.
Then again, Maruki had clearly tried and fought against this guy only to lose badly enough to get his body personally delivered to our doorstep.
"So... You're here to what, arrest us?" I couldn't help but ask. "I think this is all just a misunderstanding of some sort. Maybe we can talk it out?"
The man only laughed at us again, his hand casually twirling his carved dagger as he responded. "I wouldn't be averse to such a suggestion, kid. Unfortunately, you all have already piqued my interest. You've shown interest in a budding mind, and Marquee doesn't take kindly to foreigners trying to steal our innovations."