"Listen, merchant, I never accept weak challenges, nor do I show mercy. Quite the opposite. Because duels between warriors are sacred, it's all about sword against sword, finding every possible way to end the opponent's life," said the young man with white hair. "The squad leader wants me to duel you, but I won't go against my personal principle and show mercy. Have you thought it through?"
Ben turned his head to look at Romantic.
"Ben, is he saying that he's a bit stronger than you?" The merchant lady widened her eyes, and in fact, she was trying to widen them even more. Then she blinked and asked.
"No, I don't think that's what he meant." Ben, barely keeping his temper in check, replied curtly.
"Lord?" Antitina asked.
