The Blackwater mansion was located in an estate meant for lower nobles, so it had no personal security to protect it, as military vans and police cars formed a tight perimeter around Lucius's mansion. Officers and soldiers moved with precision, their weapons ready, the air thick with anticipation and fear.
Leading the operation were Silver and One Sword
As they approached the grand, wrought-iron gates, they were met by Lucius's butler, Mr. Wilson, with a stern yet composed demeanour. He stepped forward, his hands held up in a gesture of peace.
"Gentlemen, I must insist that Master Blackwater is in no condition to meet visitors. He is gravely ill and requires rest," the butler said, his voice steady but with a hint of concern.
He wasn't sure why the military had come this way, but he knew Lucius was their target.
Silver exchanged a glance with One Sword.
