Seeing James draw his Blade of Justice, Delainey felt compelled to ask, “Mr. Caden, is that your Blade of Justice?”

“Yep.” James nodded at her.

Delainey glanced at the plain-looking sword in James’ hand. She thought for a while and said, “From what I understand, this sword is a legendary sword forged by swordsmiths from all over the world during the time of King Quavon.

“The sword is meant to represent absolute and supreme power.

“In ancient times, its wielder could kill without first justifying their actions.

“It’s an exceptional sword. I’ve read records about it in ancient books. After the dynasty collapsed, the sword was lost, and it eventually ended up with a master swordsmith. The swordsmith was afraid it would fall into a wicked person's hands and pose a danger to the world. So, he used special materials to recast the sword and never proceeded with the final refinement.”

“Is that so?”

James was amazed by the information Delainey had shared.

He knew the history of the Blad