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

didn’t think of himself as the type to get provoked out of

had never happened since

was

premeditated, and his objective

winning streak might have upset

see if you have the guts to step

assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone

Milton’s heart

intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his

before him was as good as dead, regardless of who

this man’s purpose was to provoke him into

bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

didn’t bother asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic question in

man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would

only wondered if whoever was behind

waiting ten years

principle was simple; take revenge at

to provoke

tough as your mouth

didn’t act impulsively by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he first reported the incident to

didn’t change a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s

being close to William, Milton could clearly sense the change in his

cold and grim in an

wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but he thought he

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

dogs don’t bark, and

flesh off your bones without making a sound, then crush

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

I’ll be

be his death,

his words accompanied by a lick of

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

signing his name, Milton silently

his outer robe and

his upper body

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

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

unarmed combat than he was in archery, reaching an impressive

out a soft sigh, but there was a burning fire

his own power in

released in time, they

their first thought is often to destroy, to