Chapter 87 - The Marshals
A guard stepped forward and presented a business card to the young man.
The card itself was matte black, with no design, nor any text on it whatsoever. Instead of a name, and the business occupation that one would expect on such an item, there was only a phone number etched in golden ink at its center. A single phone number.
"Lord Kawaso would very much appreciate it if you would call this number once you are done with your… 'business', Young Man." The guard uttered coldly with a frown adorning his face.
As soon as he said that, he stepped away, not waiting for a response of any kind, but returned to his stoic, statuesque post, looking away and ignoring the presence of the two.
Taking a look at the card, Aziel pocketed it into his suit's inner breast pocket and nodded with a light smile towards the car before turning around and walking away with Mr. Crag.