Chapter 89
Chapter 89
In a sudden twist of fate, Bruce found himself on the receiving end of a duel challenge, his face flushing a deep crimson. He wiped the greasy sweat from his face with a grimy hand.
“Damn it all...”
Lifting his head, he glared at Yan with fiery eyes. Such a lowly commoner could be dealt with in numerous ways, not necessarily through a duel.
Bruce, who was about to dismiss Yan’s challenge with a sneer, froze as a sense of unease washed over him.
‘Wait a minute!’
His gaze swept rapidly around the room. The nobles and Royal Knights were looking on with keen interest.
Before he knew it, he had become the center of attention at the banquet.
Bruce’s face turned pale as a ghost.
‘This, this means I have no choice but to accept, right?’
For a noble, declining a duel challenge was unthinkable. It was a disgraceful and utterly humiliating act.
Had it been away from the prying eyes of other nobles, he would have laughed it off and called his knights... but now, that was impossible.