His presence immediately raised brows as one of the guards standing in welcome addressed him.
"Hey you, get out of there!"
"I'm sorry in advance, but this wedding will be canceled," said Lyon.
"You have the nerve to try to break this holy ceremony!" shouted the guard.
"Holy, you say?" Lyon chuckled. "You have no idea what that means."
"Tch! Cocky brat!" the guard sheathed his sword.
"Oi, it's a holy ceremony, spilling blood in this kind of event will bring bad luck you know," Lyon smirked as he heard the bubbly boil of the guard's blood.
"You fucker!" the guard gritted his teeth before the other guards started moving.
"Sorry buddy looks like you have too much to drink, it's quite unfortunate but you're going to be inside a cell for a long time," said one of the ten or more guards as he approached him.
