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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

type to get

all, such a thing had never happened since he started visiting

was

and his objective was presumably to provoke

wondered if his recent winning streak might have

have the guts to step

Milton was scared into silence, and his tone became

words, Milton’s heart

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in

his heart, this man standing before him was

that this man’s purpose was

going to bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic

wanted him to participate in the

whoever was behind this was ready to bear the

waiting ten

principle was simple; take revenge at

his goal, the man did not continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked at

as tough as

the Deathmatch Duel right

bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s decision to

William, Milton could clearly sense the change in his

atmosphere turned cold and grim in an

illusion, but he thought he could even smell blood

Milton had to describe what William looked like at this moment, he thought he looked

and

flesh off your bones without making

William’s nickname,

ahead, I’ll be watching

outcome of this deathmatch duel will be his death, no

began to speak softly, his words accompanied by

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

signing his name, Milton silently returned to the changing

and put on the

body

weapons were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely

of hand-to-hand combat began to

even more proficient in unarmed combat than he was in archery, reaching an impressive

soft sigh, but there was a burning fire in

of his own

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

a person suddenly gains power, their first thought is often to