Kent was stopped before he could enter the store. Of course, he had expected that, considering he was a nobody at the moment.
He didn't even have any form of identification, which, in this context, would require proof of whether he belonged to a powerful family or not.
Alternatively, it could show that he held a status that qualified him to enter the store.
[The Alchemist's Dream] was a highly reputable establishment offering various services, so the last thing they wanted was for some no-name individual to disrupt their business.
"I'm sorry, but I don't have any identification..." Kent said, sounding as polite as he could manage.
They always say the wicked are often the most respectful. You only see their true colors when they're angry...
"Without any identification, you can't enter," the guard who had stopped him said, showing no signs of hostility. This unexpected politeness made Kent's opinion of the store rise slightly.
