Mara Valencia.

How could anyone from Valvas not know of his name?

Knight among knights, king of all cavaliers.

He was the one that united the Seven Clans and all the cavaliers for the first and last time in the history of Valvas. If he only had five more years, he would have gone beyond Valvas and reigned over the entirety of the South.

But he was a knight before he was a ruler or king.

Knights were beings of dedication. Mara Valencia had vowed to devote himself to Valvas, so he would have not waged a war of conquest against other regions. All of the Valvas men thought so, as Mara Valencia was a being of admiration and the most ideal cavalier.

And now, the legendary name had resurfaced, along with the young man’s claim that he was Mara Valencia’s blood descendent…

“Ha, haha…”

Teyo chuckled. But his laughter soon disappeared, and his eyes distorted in fury.

“I let you talk because your spirit was quite formidable, but to think you were a madman! Where do you think you are? How dare you talk such nonsense in this place!?”

The other men also burst out as Teyo reprimanded Isla in a loud voice.

“I can’t believe you are impersonating the name of the Knight King! What a madman!”

“We should cut off his tongue!”

“Right!”

The silence disappeared and anger...