48 Fight like a man. Or at least die like one.

"If there is still honor left to defend, Lord Constantine, then come out and fight. And if not, then prepare your last words."

Count Crueder turned even paler, his forehead was instantly covered with beads of cold sweat. Shaking uncontrollably, he turned his entire body to the King, offering him a pitiful stare, and pleaded,

"Your Majesty... I was cheated! This is not fair, my champion surrendered without any reason to! Please, do something, this is absolutely not fair!"

King Euris cleared his throat with an irritated growl and shook his head as his hoarse voice declared,

"I'm afraid it does not concern me, Lord Constantine, and there is nothing I can do. Her Highness Princess Aideen is the only one who can decide the outcome of this duel. If she is merciful enough to spare your life, then do your best to beg her properly."