Alfred frowned and pressed his watch face behind his back to activate the emergency signal.
Then, he calmly grabbed the kitchen knife that was on the countertop. "Sir, it's not polite to enter without an invitation."
Luke strolled over. "Sorry, I just wanted to see the original…"
Alfred didn't quite understand what the man meant by 'original.' He wasn't worried about his own safety, but he was afraid that his sleeping young master would be ambushed.
Then, the butler's heart sank. There was no notification from his watch that the alarm had been activated.
At that moment, Luke reached him and gently placed his palm on Alfred's shoulder.
The loyal butler's body was restrained by an invisible force, and he didn't even have a chance to move his kitchen knife.
Luke took the knife from him and put it back on the kitchen counter. He looked at the unfinished sandwich regretfully. "Looks like there's only coffee left."
