In the evening, a familiar man appeared outside of a brightly lit mansion. The guards standing guard at the front gate stopped him from walking any further.
"Please stop right there and state your reason for being here."
"I'm Blake Shu, Mr. Leo is expecting me."
Hearing the name, the guards relaxed and let him in.
"Please hand over your weapons on the front door. The butler will take care of them for you."
At the front door, an old man pointed into a pushcart by his side. Since he was already briefed at the front gate, he was indifferent about the confiscation, but still asked, "Everything?"
The old butler nodded, then added, "If you are found in possession of any kind of weapon, you would be brought into court and sentenced to jail time."
"Un. Alright." Blake started placing his items that could be tagged as weapons on the pushcart. A short sword, throwing knives, hand ax, pickax. and a bunch of random sharp objects.
