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Adrian was still doggedly trying to soldier on with his arguments. “The Dragon King Sword belongs with the Great
Marshal. Now that Zeke is just an ordinary man, the sword should be handed over to the new Great Marshal.”
Ares asserted his support, saying, “It’s an unspoken tradition that the Dragon King Sword goes wherever the Great
Marshal goes. Without the Dragon King Sword, the Great Marshal cannot be accounted the true Great Marshal.”
He raised his voice compellingly. “My son was trusted with this sacred duty by the people of Eurasia. Undoubtedly,
the Dragon King Sword belongs with him, so that he can officially carry out his responsibilities as the Great
Marshal.”
“If not, my son might as well step down from the position of Great Marshal.” Ares shrugged.
Both Adrian and Ares’ arguments were logical and based on fact. Ares had not even hesitated to dangle the
position of the Great Marshal over their heads as a threat. The tides were turning in their favor.
Adrian glanced smugly at Sole Wolf, sure of winning the outcome.
Feeling a bit anxious now, Sole Wolf hurriedly stuck out his neck and said, “I’ll say it again, we’re protecting the
Dragon King Sword on orders from the Supreme Leader. Whoever tries to take it is going down, even if we have to
die to stop him.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThose gathered here were unsurprised. It was still the same old line of reasoning.
Zeke suddenly spoke up. “What do you think, Prime Minister? If it’s your decision, I’ll accept it without any
objections.”
“Zeke, no!” Sole Wolf hissed anxiously. “We can’t bend the knee...”
Zeke shot a withering glare at Sole Wolf. Unwillingly, he shut his mouth with a click, bleeding frustration into the air.
On the other hand, Adrian and Ares were celebrating their triumph. From their point of view, Zeke’s words were
equal to an admission that he would give up the Dragon King Sword.
However, the Prime Minister’s decision left everyone shocked.
There was a thread of fear in his quaver voice. “You can rest assured, Mr. Williams. The Dragon King Sword was
given to you personally by the Supreme Leader and thus, it remains as one of your personal possessions. Whoever
tries to take it from you will be branded as an enemy of Eurasia.”
The Prime Minister had his reasons for that answer. Zeke Williams was the number one King Class warrior of
Eurasia, the one and only true guardian spirit of their land.
If he had ruled in favor of passing on the Dragon King Sword, it might have incited Zeke’s wrath. And if Zeke’s
wrath meant him turning his back on Eurasia, it would be a disaster, nay, it will be a calamity to end all calamities.
The crowd was stunned into silence by Prime Minister’s words. It had never occurred to them that the Prime
Minister would favor Zeke so openly.
Besides, Zeke himself had already spoken, agreeing that he would hand over the Dragon King Sword. They
wondered why the Prime Minister would give it back to him so hurriedly.
Unwilling to admit defeat, Adrian faced the Prime Minister with a burning face. “Prime Minister, I refuse to accept
—”
“Silence,” the Prime Minister said curtly. “This matter is settled. Let no one speak of it ever again.”
He turned to face Zeke. “Mr. Williams, are you satisfied with the decision?”
Zeke shook his head sadly. “No, I am not.”
“What other requests do you still have then, Mr. Williams?” The Prime Minister asked.
“Just two,” Zeke said. He flicked a glance in Ares and Adrian’s direction. “The first request is for Adrian to kneel and
apologize, as well as remove his position as Director of Law Enforcement. He tried to take the Dragon King Sword
from me by twisting the laws of our country and abusing his position, even going as far as to injure my men.”
“Secondly, I request that Julian resign his position as the Great Marshal. He just isn’t worthy of the title,” Zeke said.
At this point, Ares and Adrian were fairly apoplectic with rage. This entire matter was going too far. Zeke was going
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmtoo far.
Adrian fumed impotently. Zeke, you ba****d. You already got to keep the Dragon King Sword, killed three of my Law
Enforcement Archdukes, and then humiliated me publicly.
And now you want me to grovel at your feet and resign my position? You want Julian to resign his post as the Great
Marshal? How big is your ego for you to take pleasure in kicking a downed man?
Adrian remained silent. If the Prime Minister had a shred of decency, he would not rule in Zeke’s favor.
Once again, the results were beyond their expectations.
After spending some time considering, the Prime Minister said gravely, “Adrian will kneel and apologize to Zeke. The
termination of his employment will be arranged.”
“However,” he hesitated, “the title of the Great Marshal is bestowed personally by the Supreme Leader. I’m afraid I
can’t make any decisions for him.”
Zeke dipped his head in acceptance. “Please fulfill just the first request then.”
The Prime Minister nodded, glancing at Adrian. “Adrian, you were in the wrong first. Apologize to Mr. Williams
immediately.”
Adrian felt his life crumbling around him.
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