A voice called out almost immediately Amari finished what he was doing.
"Sir, violence is not allowed within the Temin. If you don't stop you'll be booted immediately," The voice belonged to a tall man with slicked back hair. He wore a nice black and white suit and reminded Amari of the stereotypical image of a one-dimensional butler.
He frowned at this, moving his blade even closer to the large guard's neck. The tip touched and a speck of blood slid down the blade then fell to the ground.
"Would you have said this if it were that Gernt guy that did this?"
The butler man only scoffed.
"Don't be an idiot. He is the heir, and we are within the city his family owns. Why would we impose useless restrictions on him?"
That was… straightforward. At least they didn't bother putting up any useless pretences.
