Clearly with a harmless appearance, but the words that come out of his mouth get increasingly more infuriating. The more Bismarck looked at this guy, an evident newcomer doctoral student, the more he thought this fellow possibly had a great craving for a duel.
However, seeing how cocky this guy was, Bismarck decided that before leaving him in total defeat, he would first give him a good dose of humiliation.
He deliberately teased Arthur, adopting a superior demeanor as he asked, "Doctoral student, make no mistake; it is you challenging me. It is my freedom whether or not to accept your challenge. Do you have any reason that compels me to deal with you?"
"Reason?" Arthur was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "That was my oversight. How about this..."
Arthur drew the Sword of Honor from his waist, the sheen of steel, the exquisite engraving, the silver hilt adorned with red and green gems, all left Bismarck dazzled.
