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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.

he wasn’t someone who made a habit of offending people in the

think of himself as the type

had never happened since he

was obviously targeting

premeditated, and his objective was presumably to

if his recent winning streak might have upset someone’s

the bullshit. Let’s see if you have the guts to step onto

man assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone became

Milton’s

killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his expression

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

sure that this man’s purpose was to provoke

your mouth, then kill

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

bother asking who had sent him; the typical

to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton

wondered if whoever was behind this was ready to bear the

subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact,

simple; take revenge at all costs,

not continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked

hope your fists are as tough as your mouth

the Deathmatch Duel

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

to William, Milton could clearly sense

turned cold and grim in an

was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell blood in the

describe what William looked like at this moment, he thought he looked like a

dogs don’t bark, and

wolf can rip the flesh off your bones without making a sound,

forget William’s nickname, [Greedy

Master, go ahead, I’ll be watching from

this deathmatch duel will be his death, no other outcome. As

words accompanied by

a friendly duel. Not only was the process more complicated, but one had to sign their name on

his name, Milton silently

armor, he removed his outer robe and put on the

outfit left his upper body entirely bare, with

in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely

his eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand

even more proficient in unarmed combat than he was in archery,

was a burning fire in his heart that

strength and the suppression of his own power in battle had

feelings were not released in time, they could even have an impact on Milton’s

power, their first thought is