James just casually walked down the halls of the castle of Michael, not really caring about the stares he was getting. He was supposed to go with the royal family to the Round Table Treaty as their bodyguard. Being one of very few people that had been given the title of "Blade Master," he was an obvious choice, especially because of the multiple blessed and cursed weapons he carried with him. He considered himself a weapon collector and swordsman. In fact, he didn't use any weapon that wasn't a blade, and he always carried multiple blades with him at a time. Today was no different. He had multiple swords of various styles and sizes with him, either in sheathes or just strapped to his outfit somehow, so it was obvious why he was getting so many stares from servants and nobles that he passed.