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Chapter 13: Chapter 13 “Premeditated Provocation” and “Deathmatch Duel” (Seeking Chase Reading)

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The Golden Lion Coliseum had special rooms dedicated for nobles to rest.

Milton Cheney and William had been living in the coliseum for the past few days.

During daytime, Milton participated in three friendly duels as per usual.

He didn’t refrain from participating more out of unwillingness, rather there was a rigid rule that one could only participate in three matches per day.

Milton’s practical fighting skills were noticeably improving at a rapid pace.

Even William couldn’t help but admire his talent.

Lionheart, a nickname for Milton, had now become well-known in the Golden Lion Coliseum.

After all, Milton had participated in 16 friendly duels and had yet to lose one.

After shedding his armor in the changing room, Milton put on his coat again.

Stepping out of the dressing room, he walked down the circular corridor.

Having just finished participating in a friendly duel, Milton was prepared to get something to eat.

The next moment, a man approached and bumped straight into Milton, seeming oblivious to his presence.

Milton furrowed his brows and instinctively tried to dodge, but he was still hit squarely.

The collision of the two shoulders produced a dull and significant thud.

“Intentional.”

That was Milton’s immediate thought.

He looked up to see a man whose face held a somewhat gloomy expression.

“I recognize you; the famous ‘Lionheart’ who’s making a name for himself lately.

What bullshit ‘Friendly Duels’, only kids would enjoy such games, especially pretty boys like you!”

The man’s malice was blatantly displayed.

His tone and gaze conveyed undisguised contempt.

was off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made a habit of offending people in the Golden

himself as the type to

a thing had never

man was

premeditated, and his objective was

if his recent winning

you have the guts to

was scared into silence, and his tone

Milton’s heart turned

rose unknowingly in his heart, but his expression

standing before him was as good as dead, regardless of who was backing

man’s purpose was to provoke him into participating

to bust your mouth, then kill

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

had sent him;

him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would grant them their

whoever was behind this was

not a patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact, he

simple; take revenge at all costs, morning and

the man did not continue to

fists are as tough

Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he first reported the incident to

expression didn’t change a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s decision to participate in the Deathmatch

could clearly sense the change in his

cold and grim

if it was an illusion, but he thought he could even

had to describe what William looked like at this moment, he thought he looked like a lone wolf, a lone wolf covered

bark, and wolves are no

your bones without making a sound,

forget William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

Master, go ahead, I’ll be watching from the

assured, the only outcome of this deathmatch duel will be his death, no other outcome. As

softly, his words accompanied by a lick of

complicated than registering for a friendly duel. Not only was the process more complicated,

signing his name, Milton silently returned to

donning armor, he removed his outer robe and put on the unique outfit

left his upper body entirely

weapons were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the

his eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand combat began

even more proficient in unarmed combat than

soft sigh, but there was a burning fire

in strength and the suppression of his own power

they could even have an impact on Milton’s mental

thought is often to destroy, to commit