Evan was shocked and spluttered. “Sir, please reconsider! The Excalibur is the symbol of our knighthood. If you give it away, our knights will lose their faith…”
Koehler raised his hand and interrupted Evan.
“I’ve already decided. In the past couple of centuries, no one was born with the Knight's Soul and thus no one is capable of wielding Excalibur. Anyway, I just intend for it to be a lucrative attraction. Even if I give it away, the person who gets it may not be able to wield it. I simply want a chance to fight against powerful people from all over the world before I die. It’ll be the perfect finale for my life.”
“I understand. I’ll see to it immediately.”
Evan did not stay long. He left as soon as he had finished talking to Koehler.
Koehler walked outside and stood on the castle wall. His eyes peered into the distance.
His wrinkled face was filled with resolve and determination.
“This time, I want to show the world the strength of knights and prove that we’re the strongest existence in the world.”
Meanwhile, James was resting in Durandal’s Imperial Castle.
After sleeping for some time, he was awakened by the ringing of his phone.
He rolled out of bed and picked up his phone. Looking at the screen, he saw that it was Callan who had called him.
James murmured with a frown, “What’s Callan calling me for at a time like this? Could something have happened in the Capital?”
A shiver ran down James' spine as the thought crossed his mind.
He quickly answered the phone and asked, “What’s wrong, Callan? Did something happen in the Capital?”
Callan replied uneventfully, “No, all is well. It’s just I got ahold of some news and wanted to ask if you knew about it.”
“Huh? What kind of news?” After learning that nothing had gone wrong during his absence, James sighed in relief.
“Are you in Durandal at the moment?”
“Yeah. What’s the matter?”
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