"Why challenge me? You know that I've defeated the 6th-ranked student, right?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Hmph! It is a disgrace to those on the list for a student who has only been here for a day to take the 6th rank! I have come to resolve this, with my sword," he replied haughtily.
I remembered a certain rule in the class-centered society of the royal capital and a small grin appeared on my face. As the youngest son of the Fellsword family, I was directly granted the status of heir upon my birth, the rare birth of a shadow on my side also further solidified my position, all of this is to say, I was the heir to the only archduchy.
"I'll duel you, however before that, respectu monstrare." Latin words demanding respect, a direct order that forced all of those of a lower position to demonstrate respect or bear the consequences of impunity.