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Chapter 12: Chapter 12: “Friendly Duel” and “Grizzly” (Seeking Chase Reading)

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Earl Arthur finally agreed.

He felt that there wouldn’t be much danger, with William accompanying Milton Cheney.

After all, enhancing real-world combat abilities would significantly help Milton.

Regardless of whether he would inherit the title of Earl or become a Lord in one of the territories in the Far East, practical combat abilities were indispensable.

By the time Milton and William arrived at the Golden Lion Coliseum, several days had passed.

The Golden Lion Coliseum was situated within the Far East territories, not too far from the estate where Milton resided.

The Golden Lion Coliseum was an enormous and majestic structure, built from expensive materials like marble, brass, and metal.

From the outside, the tall walls were decorated with beautifully carved patterns and reliefs, each wall exuding an aura of grandeur.

At the entrance, there was a massive archway carved with the emblem of the Golden Lion family.

Above it, two crossed knight swords created an imposing sight.

Upon entering, the first thing one would notice was an expansive field.

It was filled with numerous lavish seats, forming the viewing stands for the nobles to watch the gladiatorial fights.

Some seats within the stands were incredibly luxurious, fitted with cushions made of silk and leather, surrounded by tapestries and ornaments.

Even though he had memories of the Coliseum, it was Milton’s first time visiting in person.

His first impression was not that it was a Coliseum, but more like a luxuriant and splendid palace.

There were also facilities within the field, such as bars for food and drinks, open-air gardens for nobles to rest and socialize, not to mention toilets and baths.

It was utterly luxurious, capable of accommodating most needs of the nobility.

Inside the Coliseum, marble arenas stood in dozens, distributed evenly across the space.

By the time Milton entered, many of the arenas already had competitors.

Some were battling in extravagant armor as if they were performing, while others fought bare-chested, trading bare-knuckle blows.

a man of towering build being dealt a neck-breaking blow before leaving the arena on a

stage and washed away the blood stains from the arena, leaving the marble platform

who had just died there was an

cacophony of noises filled the entire Golden Lion

well-mannered nobles screamed at

shaking their heads vigorously, seemingly trying to

contrast of noble elegance and bloody violence emerged, leaving a deep

a hundred years ago,

sensing that Milton was

want to watch from the stands first or directly participate in combat? If you want to fight,

started!” Milton replied, lightly moving

the friendly duel, Milton

real name but used a random moniker

in the Coliseum didn’t use their

wish, and surprisingly, William

couldn’t participate in a deathmatch duel right off the bat, disregarding the fact that William wouldn’t allow it. Milton himself also lacked

participating in the friendly duel, Milton needed to change to his attire in the dressing room of

countless separate changing rooms, and each of them contained

decor

dark, but they also lacked lighting

equipment duels and

including a knight

ease, his body

that he didn’t feel any nervousness, instead, he was inexplicably

your turn. Arena twelve. Your opponent is the Grey

man dressed as an attendant knocked on the door of Milton Cheney’s changing room, his tone devoid

and Milton Cheney was

opened his closed eyes, a sparkle

Cheney emerge, the attendant casually sized him

thin stature, a hint of

to the arena; a friendly duel is not as dangerous as a deathmatch duel, but occasionally serious injuries occur, it’s better to surrender as soon as possible

the attendant thought Milton Cheney was

one more surprised look at the attendant walking in

led Milton Cheney to arena number

reached the arena, a towering hulk dressed in heavy armor was already

above like a giant in the arena, and was a head taller than

beneath his helm, Milton Cheney obviously wasn’t afraid of this

registered, he had indicated his weight. This opponent was clearly not in the

the coliseum would make such a

was that this mighty hulk, although tall, didn’t

quasi-knight. Therefore,

apart from their weight, contestants in friendly duels were also paired up considering their overall

stepped onto the arena, Milton Cheney found that many eyes from the viewing platform had