It was impossible to understand the 3rd Lord's decision.
If he participated in this duel, he would die.
He called it honor, but in my eyes, it was nothing more than a dog's death.
A meaningless, unjustified dog's death.
Furthermore, it was a foolish choice that would lead his forces to ruin.
Why?
Honor? He’s throwing a tantrum over some vague, abstract concept like that?
“Giving up on persuading him might be best.”
Arkan looked at me with a calm expression.
Her face suggested that she understood the 3rd Lord’s choice, at least to some degree...
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