It was as if these ’guards’ wanted them to panic.
It made a few Alterrans narrow their eyes.
Suspicious. Very suspicious!
However, these ’guards’ were at least level 20. This was in stark contrast to the average level 10 and below of those hiding in the evacuation center.
No one dared question them at all. At least not openly.
Hana’s observation was not bad. Her field was in accountancy, and despite her prison record, a kind store did give her a chance, hiring her to be a bookkeeper.
Her attention to detail was not small, assuming she wasn’t blinded by delusions like what happened with Ansel back then.
Hana, while queuing obediently (guiding her boyfriend Tim as well), her eyes stayed on the ’guards’. She noticed that there was something different about their uniforms, though she couldn’t quite pinpoint what the exact differences were.
It could’ve just been an upgrade, but if it were, they wouldn’t be so surprised by how they reacted to the emergency.
If they were really guards, they’d have known that after a few accidents in some previous wars, various standard operating procedures had been stabbed to people’s heads to prevent accidents. If they caused chaos during war, even if they didn’t mean to, they could get demerits!
Contribution points were so precious. How could they allow it to be diminished so much by a moment of carelessness?
Not to mention, the number of contribution points needed to clear out a demerit was not one-to-one!
Were these people even Alterran guards?!
Just the thought of otherwise made her blood freeze. It made her boyfriend turn to her. He leaned down and whispered. "What’s wrong?"
"I..." she pursed her lips, and then shut up when a ’guard’ looked over this area. She didn’t dare speak up.
Of course, she was not 100% sure either, so it wasn’t like she could scream and announce it. They’d likely just see blood in their small evacuation center instead.
She patted Tim’s arm, looking at him in the eyes, but not daring to explain. Instead, she pulled one of their friends, someone who had been in their team and had also become partially-disabled, to hold Tim instead.
"What are you..." he wanted to hold her arm, but his voice died down when he saw her approach the guards. Tim’s eyebrows furrowed, but he quietly just watched her to see what she was doing.
"Good sir..." she said, voice soft, and slightly stepping forward to make herself visible. At some point, she even opened up a top button on her shirt.
She saw lecherous looks in their eyes, but continued to walk over anyway.
Even this alone made Hana even more certain that these weren’t Alterrans at all!
Alterran guards went through very stringent testing, including character testing. They also made plenty of oaths, though mostly for honesty and ensuring goodwill.
"We’re asked to head out one by one," she said. "We...we’re afraid of the enemies outside, and it seems like the sentries can’t handle them—those useless things.
"Can you go out and guard the exits, please? Oh, and let me go right after you head out, okay?" she was saying this full of coquetry, making the ’guards’ stares heat up even more.


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