Charles had to let him know that if you can fight, then stop the chatter!
First, give this guy a beating before anything else.
If it comes to fighting, Charles isn't afraid of ordinary Transcendents; he's no Sacred Order after all.
Alans Cook was not to be outdone. He shouted, "Do you really think that just because you've won a few battles, you are some great figure?"
"I'll let you know that a merchant's son has no right to sit with nobles."
Earl Brittany cut in sharply, "Enough! Go outside and duel."
Both of them immediately rushed out of the dark luxury, not even bothering to issue a formal challenge first.
Alans Cook was in attendance to meet Earl Brittany and hence did not carry a weapon. Charles, feeling it unsporting to draw the Blood Rose or the Red-Blue Rattlesnake, simply clenched his fists and started fighting.
Indeed, Alans Cook had some true skills. If he hadn't believed in his own exceptional abilities, how would he have dared to court the Strasbourg Rose?
