At this time, the entire mayor's mansion was in a panic as a strange phenomenon occurred. In front of the dining room, a dozen of Young Master Alexi's knights stood frozen like statues. Everyone who saw them tried to free them, but all their efforts were futile—none of the knights could move even an inch.
The dining room where their lord was located also could not be opened, no matter how hard they tried to break in. It was as if a protective formation prevented anyone from entering.
"Once more!" one of the guards attempting to break the door shouted. Three guards then unleashed their sword techniques against the door, but it did not budge.
"It's futile. The door seems to be protected by a formation that can withstand even a Grand Duke-stage attack," another guard said.
"What the hell really happened? Who would dare attack us so brazenly? Is it the rebels?"
