Last Duel

Austria, June 21st 1801

4:45 PM

Lukas then kept looking at Luther without saying anything else.

After a while, Luther bursted out in laughter. "Do you really... think that you can defeat me on a one-on-one duel? You have tried so many times, and you've always lost. Why do you think it's gonna be different this time?" he asked.

Lukas then sighed. "Just accept it. If you are that secure, then I guess you wouldn't mind go for one last battle before graduating in the Royal Academy, right?" he asked.

Luther then looked at Lukas for a while before sighing in defeat. "Okay, okay, I'll do what you want," he said before standing up and clicking his tongue. "God damnit! I'm glad that, as of tomorrow, I won't meet you anytime soon. You are so annoying," the big guy commented.

Lukas didn't answer him, and instead, just waited for Luther to get ready.