"It seems that our esteemed Palace Minister met with resistance among the nobles and knights of Montreal and has turned to me as if I were an easy target?"
Losa felt little anger in his heart, instead, he felt as if he were watching a clown act.
Though, paying out of his own pocket for the soldiers' lodgings and covering the inn's fees admittedly gave off a bit of a soft impression.
"Hans, put on a pair of iron gloves and come with me."
Hans's face was brimming with a smile: "Master, are you sure you don't want to handle it yourself? This is a great opportunity to gain prestige."
The reason for specially instructing Hans to wear iron gloves was simple.
He planned to use the simplest, most direct, and most effective method of resolving conflicts as a nobleman — a duel.
Perhaps to others, dueling still posed high risks, even with an advantage, no one could remain alive in duels forever.
