Suspect

—squekkk

The sound of a massive door opening resounded as a troop of soldiers wearing golden yellow amour trooped into a hall.

"Hmmm, what a surprise, the royal guard paid us such an unexpected visit....someone get them some food" at the helm of the hall, a young man's voice echoed.

His seat was one of three helming over this great hall, but from his sitting position it seemed like even amongst them, he was of incredible influence.

"Hmm, we aren't here for that!!! We are here to determine if a crime has been popertrated by you lot" with a voice filled with authority, the head guard of this troop announced.

He was called Laylin Duan. He was a peak level 3 mage of the duan royal family. The royal family was designed in such a way that any member of the family could be moblized at any point to lead men.

They were heavily militarised for a royal family.

"Ahh? A crime? What crime?" Leon asked with a tone of genuine worry.