Keith was flabbergasted at the sudden disrespect he was made to deal with. He had not expected the other party to close the door shut right in front of his face.
Maybe it was because of his disguise, or maybe it was the fact that Keith knew no one else knew him there, but he found his character breaking for the first time since his transmigration into this world.
"Hey, what the hell? I am here to make a trade with you. How can you lock me out like this?"
Keith complained and the slit in the door opened once more. The same eye from before glared at him in suspicion.
"You reek of make-up and magic. We ain't gonna trust a city folk like ya to hold any relevant information our boss might want. So, scam now before we make ya."
The guard sounded tough and old. The eye looking at Keith from the other side was judging him and his worth but Keith held his ground.
