"Everything seems to be in order, but I can't follow such a command without hearing it directly from Lord Cestor." Lith said while stepping forward.
The two guards crossed their lances in front of him, but he didn't stop.
"Even if the document is in order, I need to make sure it's not forged. Anyone could use the city Lord's seal." Lith was now just a few millimeters from the blades.
"The Count requested the army's help and we've not been able to contact him ever since. Before I can leave, I must speak with him. Stand down and let me pass, because the moment your weapons touch my body you'll be persecuted for treason against the Crown."
Lith's eyes flared up as he released a bit of killing intent. The mental pressure exerted by the mana filled with his violent emotions overwhelmed the guards, who turned pale but only took one step back.
