At this point, Sheyan stepped forward and showed his face clearly under the illumination of the guardhouse light.
"Hey mateys, I'm Major Seaman, you should recognize me, aye?"
The few guards scrutinized him before whispering to each other.
"Indeed, it's him."
"Hoh, I've heard of his name before."
(Author's note: This is due to legend level +1)
"Heard he did a pretty fine job on the battlefield."
"..."
"..."
That security guard became less stern but still inquired with worry.
"Major sir, I feel bad for asking, but it really isn't a suitable time to patronize Madam Noah in the wee hours of the morning."
Sheyan drooped his face and warned.
"Are you intending to pry into classified military affairs? Should I call for the military police to help me out?"
The guard swallowed his saliva and shrugged his shoulders. Finally, he relented.
The following events were needless to say.