Having heard what the soldier just said, King Edward's brows rose slightly in surprise.
He turned his head toward the kneeling guard and asked,
"Who is it? Do we know him?"
The soldier gulped hard before replying, his voice slightly trembling.
"Your Majesty… it's Mr. Jack Klassen. Owner of Klassen Forgeworks—the man whose weapons have become so famous worldwide that even the Dwarven King personally invited him to migrate to the Dwarven Empire."
The moment the name left the soldier's lips, the atmosphere shifted.
Even King Edward froze for a brief second, his expression turning serious.
Whispers rippled through the nobles and officials like waves.
Jack Klassen was not a name thrown around lightly.
In less than a year, his rise had shaken the world.
From a nameless smith to the most sought-after weapons manufacturer across nations, his creations had redefined warfare itself.
His company supplied armies, guilds, and even royal families.
