A minibus entered Serrest City.
On the gate, a soldier stopped the car to check it.
"Hello. How many people?" The soldier asked while checking the inside of the minibus. "May I see your identification?"
"Six. Our group's name is Libation Fiesta. This is our register." Jay showed them a tab.
"Mhmm…" The soldier checked their profile and matched their faces with the photos.
"Is there something wrong? I feel like entering a city is not supposed to be this complex." Jay asked in a lighthearted tone.
"It's nothing. We are just experiencing a bulk of visitors, so we have to increase our security slightly." The soldier shrugged. After checking everything, he gave the tab back. "You're good to go."
"Thank you." Jay nodded and started driving.
The soldier—no, even the other soldiers—didn't realize that there were actually eight people inside the minibus.