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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

as the type to

all, such a thing had never happened since

man was obviously targeting

was premeditated, and his objective was presumably to

his recent winning streak might have upset someone’s

quit the bullshit. Let’s see if you have the guts to step onto the Arena of Life and Death. Do

Milton was scared into silence,

words, Milton’s

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his expression

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

was to provoke

bust your mouth, then kill

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic question in such

whoever was backing this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel,

if whoever was behind this was ready to

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

was simple; take revenge at

did not continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked at

tough as

by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right

He just nodded lightly, agreeing

could clearly sense

turned cold and grim in

illusion, but

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

don’t bark, and

off your bones without making

didn’t forget William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

Master, go ahead, I’ll be

be his death, no other outcome. As for

speak softly, his words

was more complicated than registering for a friendly duel. Not only was the process more complicated, but one had to sign

signing his name, Milton silently

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

left his upper body entirely bare,

deathmatch duels, the only

his eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand

combat than he was in archery, reaching an impressive

a burning fire in his heart

the sudden surge in strength and the suppression of his own power in battle

were not released in time, they could even have an impact

power, their first thought is often to