"I have ta' say… This is the first time I've been beaten by a newcomer so handily! The name is Trey! Nice ta' meet ya!"
I shook the hand of the man who had accepted his loss gracefully, ignoring the whispers coming from everyone else in the training hall.
"You already know this but I'm Aster. Not to sound weird or anything, I do pass, right?"
"Wahaha! Of course! Here!"
He handed the paper back to me, this time with an "approved" stamped on it.
That easy?
I looked up at him, "Not to sound ungrateful or anything but… Isn't it a little too easy to get registered? It looks to me like anyone can get registered, even criminals."
"Heh, a sharp one ain't ya? Well, ya don't need ta' worry about dat because criminals registering at The Guild is the worst thing they could do. The Guild would have their information after all and it becomes easy ta' identify 'em."
