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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.

build being dealt a neck-breaking blow before leaving the arena

the blood stains from the

if the man who had just died there

a cacophony of noises filled the entire Golden Lion

nobles screamed at the top of

vigorously, seemingly trying to rupture

noble elegance and bloody violence emerged, leaving a deep

a hundred years ago, and it took

started to explain, sensing that Milton was awestruck by the grandiosity

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

lightly moving his

friendly duel,

his real name but used a

of the people who fought in the Coliseum didn’t use their real names, but

was Milton’s wish, and surprisingly, William didn’t object

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

to change to his attire in the dressing room of the Golden Lion

rooms, and each of them contained a

to the grand decor outside, the

ventilated and dark, but they also lacked lighting

duels were divided into equipment duels and bare-hand

including a knight helmet, all of which Milton

his body instinctively

Milton realized that he didn’t feel

16, your turn. Arena twelve. Your opponent is the

knocked on the door of Milton Cheney’s changing room, his tone devoid

number, and Milton Cheney was number sixteen

Cheney opened his closed eyes, a sparkle flashing through his green

the attendant casually sized him

Cheney’s thin stature, a hint of sympathy appeared in his

a deathmatch duel, but occasionally serious injuries occur, it’s better to surrender as soon as possible if you can’t match up,” he said

Milton Cheney was a down-and-out noble, hence

took one more surprised look at the attendant walking in front of him and said,

He silently led Milton Cheney to arena

arena, a towering hulk

above like a giant in the arena,

beneath his helm, Milton Cheney obviously wasn’t afraid

had indicated his weight. This opponent was clearly not

coliseum would

wasn’t the coliseum’s fault, then the most probable explanation was that this mighty hulk, although tall, didn’t match up to

peak quasi-knight. Therefore, the hulk before him

all, apart from their weight, contestants in friendly duels were also

Cheney found that many eyes from