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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.

off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made a

type to get

thing had never happened

man was obviously

his objective was

wondered if his recent winning

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

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

these words, Milton’s heart

intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his

was as good as dead,

purpose was to provoke him into participating in the

to bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

him; the typical idiotic question in such

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

wondered if whoever was behind this was ready to

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

revenge at all costs, morning and

not continue to provoke Milton. Instead,

are as tough as your mouth in the

impulsively by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he first reported the incident

He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s

to William, Milton could clearly sense

turned cold and grim

Cheney wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell

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

don’t bark, and wolves are

off your bones without

William’s nickname, [Greedy

Master, go ahead, I’ll be

be his death, no other outcome. As for

speak softly, his words

a friendly duel. Not only was the process more complicated, but

name, Milton silently returned to

armor, he removed his outer robe and put on the unique outfit reserved for deathmatch

body

deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely

eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand combat

even more proficient in unarmed combat than he was in

was a burning

of his own power in battle had caused some

released in time, they could

thought is often to destroy, to commit a