A middle-aged man placed back and forth inside the mansion, worried about what was going to happen. Occasionally, he even walked to the window and looked outside, noticing the Young Prince still standing there.
The situation had turned from bad to worse.
"I don't know why you're so calm in a situation like this. The Guards that you killed were strong, but the Royal Guards of the Palace are a thousand times stronger. They have been trained to handle situations like this, and they never make a mistake that these guards did."
"They always have protection around themselves whenever they fight, and their protection is just as strong as the Prince. I don't know how you killed the other guards so easily, but whatever long range attack you used, that won't work on the Royal Guards."
The middle-aged man stared at Lucifer, who was sitting on a chair, eating in a situation like this.
