The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For So

Chapter 46: Accepting a duel

“As you can see, he’s asking for a duel!”

It’s inevitable that I want to punch his face as hard as I can right now, regardless of whether he’s royalty or not.

“Did I do anything to provoke you to a duel? If I did, I apologize now.”

It’s just too much trouble, and onlookers are starting to gather, so I plan on apologizing first-hand to get out of this situation as quickly as possible.

If the problem can be solved by apologizing, there is no better solution.

That’s what I call the secret of success, which I learned in a previous life.

No matter the era, the preemptive apology attack is the strongest.

No matter how much he might like to, there is no way that His Highness Prince Claude would ever challenge a duel in public against a person who has admitted their wrongdoing and apologized.

“It seems you fundamentally don’t get it. This is no longer a matter of apology. Get ready for a duel.”

Hmmm, it’s funny, huh?

His Highness Prince Claude had no intention of backing down, and the onlookers around him were not only cursing him but also cheering with joy.

Apparently, I underestimated my own lack of appreciation.

“I am afraid I cannot accept a duel without knowing why I have to fight. If I may, I would like to know.”

I was sure he was asking me to release Bridgette or something like that, but I had to confirm it with the person who had asked me to fight the duel.

There are many ways people make mistakes in their work, but surprisingly, many of them are from people acting on their own accord without checking or consulting others, believing that ‘it must be so.’

A little effort is a small price to pay if it can prevent future mistakes.

While thinking about such things, I pray silently, ‘Please be something else.’

“I see. You’ve just broken off your engagement to Sufia. You don’t think of all the wrong things you’ve done as bad, so you can’t see it.”

Then, without a beat, His Highness Prince Claude glares at me with anger, as if he were here to avenge his parents’ death.

“It’s about Bridgette. Don’t tell me you don’t know what I’m talking about after all this time.”

And my prayers seemed to have no effect. So it’s really about Bridgette.

In the first place, I don’t understand why His Highness Claude is so obsessed with one of the many potential candidates who is not even his fiancée.

“… I get it. So what do you wish for the victory?”

“Bridgette’s freedom from enslavement.”

“That much would be fine by me.”

Thus, I reluctantly accepted the duel from His Highness Prince Claude.