The moment Raylo spoke, the Andre Envoy, whose face had remained stern and proper, could no longer maintain his composure. An utterly bizarre expression flickered across his features.
He had probably never imagined that someone's train of thought could stretch this far.
'Inviting a Duchy Commander-in-Chief, or a Marquis with real power in a Duchy, to fight a duel below the Domain Level?'
He opened his mouth, but it took him several seconds to speak, his words coming with some difficulty.
"In theory… the rules do not forbid it."
He paused, then added a crucial point.
"However, Lord Earl. The rules are reciprocal. If you invite a powerful proxy, then His Highness… can naturally do the same."
A brief silence fell over the reception hall.
Raylo leaned back in his chair, suddenly feeling the urge to laugh.
He finally understood completely.
'What bullsh*t ancient tradition? What damn "witnessed by the gods"? It's all just a front.'
