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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 habit

of himself as the type to

had never happened since he started visiting

was

and his objective was presumably

wondered if his recent winning streak might have

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

assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his

words, Milton’s heart

killing intent rose unknowingly in his

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

was sure that this man’s purpose was

your mouth, then kill

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

asking who had sent him; the

backing this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would grant them

behind

ten years to avenge. In fact, he wasn’t much of

take revenge at

his goal, the man did not continue to provoke

your fists are as tough as your mouth

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

a bit. He just nodded lightly,

close to William, Milton could clearly sense the change in

atmosphere turned cold and

illusion, but he thought he could even smell blood

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

dogs don’t bark, and wolves are no

rip the flesh off your bones without making a sound, then crush your

forget William’s nickname,

I’ll be watching from the

assured, the only outcome of this deathmatch duel will be his death, no other outcome. As for the man behind him,

to speak softly, his words accompanied by

friendly duel. Not only was the process more complicated, but one had to sign their name

name, Milton silently returned to the

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

upper body entirely

deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on were his

hand-to-hand combat began

than he was in archery, reaching an impressive proficient

there was a burning fire in his heart that

in strength and the suppression of his own power in

not released in time, they could

gains power, their first thought is often