Trade Capital

"Trouble?" Sean frowned slightly, "What trouble?"

Sean opened the door of the carriage and walked out. He had already seen Alfred and Cecilia getting off the second carriage. Little Sheena was sticking her head out of the door, looking curiously. Sean turned his head slightly and looked to the right. About thirty meters in front of the team, there were ten riders parked in a row. They were wearing light leather armors. These leather armors were all uniform in black and white. Even The markings are all exactly the same, and they look a bit like uniforms.