Baron Magvel burst into loud laughter at Ghislain's audacious words, then fixed him with a piercing gaze filled with brilliance.
"Your pitiful little mercenary game... and you dare present me with such terms?"
Knights reached for their weapons, and soldiers gripped theirs tightly. At a single command, they were ready to seize Ghislain.
The atmosphere grew tense in an instant. The onlookers retreated, sensing the dangerous shift in mood.
Even amidst the heavy tension, Ghislain spoke calmly, unbothered.
"Isn't it true that the terms of an honorable duel can be set as one pleases?"
"You're telling me to wager my domain? Is that even reasonable...?"
Even the already slanted scales of fate seemed to tremble and shift.
But Ghislain remained unperturbed, his expression as calm as ever. Baron Magvel pressed on.
"Will you wager the lives of your mercenaries as well?"
"Are you asking out of courtesy? Of course, theyâre part of the bet."
From the lord's perspective, there was no reason to accept Ghislainâs proposal.
The kingdomâs finest knight was already dead. To face Ghislain, he would need to borrow a stronger knight from another domain.
That was a nearly impossible task. Declining the proposal outright was the less damaging option for his pride.
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