"Look here, this embelm here marks us the guards of the saint candidate. By our authority we can check and question every people in the capital. We have detected traces of demonic energy among you lot."
"That's right, we need to bring you lot for questioning, so step aside".
The proclaimed guards of the saint candidate started throwing their authority around and even accused Kevin and the others of having traces of demonic energy right out of the bet.
The squad looked at the group with caution. No matter how one looked at it, the other person didn't look like a saint candidate. No, far from it, he looked like a goon.
"Looks like your kindred Vangeace," Silvia commented.
"Just leave alone already. Anyways, it doesn't look like they have approached us with good intentions. What is the plan?"
