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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.

as he wasn’t someone who made

think of himself as the type

such a thing had never happened since he started visiting

was

premeditated, and his objective was presumably to provoke

winning

if you have the guts to step

gloomy-faced man assumed Milton was scared into silence,

Milton’s heart turned

intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but

him was as

purpose was

to bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

who had sent him; the typical

was backing this man wanted him to participate

whoever was behind this

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

principle was simple; take revenge at all costs,

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

fists are as tough as

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

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

close to William, Milton could

cold and grim in

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

William looked like at this moment, he thought he looked like

dogs don’t bark, and wolves are no

bones without making a sound, then crush your bones to

William’s nickname, [Greedy

I’ll be watching

outcome of this deathmatch duel will be his

to speak softly, his words

a friendly duel. Not only

his name, Milton silently

armor, he removed his outer robe and put

his upper body entirely bare,

deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on

his eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand combat began to surface in

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

a soft sigh, but there was a burning fire in his heart that

own power in battle had

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

suddenly gains power, their first thought is often to destroy, to commit a crime,