"What is this?" Lukas looked at the officers surrounding them. "What's going on?"
The lead officer, a broad-shouldered man with an expression on his face that said he found this whole thing tedious, held up a small ledger. "You are under arrest for failing to settle payment before leaving the cafeteria. Dash and dine is a serious offense on this train."
"Someone paid for us," Lukas said. "Boaz Connifer. He sent his guard to handle the bill before we'd even finished eating."
"We have no record of that payment," the officer said flatly. "If you'd like to contest it, you're welcome to do so. But you'll be doing it from a cell while we verify the claim."
Lukas looked at the ring of officers. Two of them were S-ranks, but the rest were A-rank.
But that didn't matter. What mattered was if it was worth it to resist arrest. He had the money, so that wasn't a problem.
It would be better to settle this amicably.
