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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.

saw a man of towering build

blood stains from the arena, leaving

was as if the man who had just died there was

and a cacophony of noises filled

nobles screamed at the top

shaking their heads vigorously, seemingly trying to rupture their vocal

bloody violence emerged, leaving a deep

Coliseum was built over a hundred years ago, and it took

explain, sensing that Milton was awestruck

or directly participate in combat? If you want to fight, you need to register

started!” Milton replied, lightly moving his body as

registering for the friendly duel, Milton was assigned to Arena

course, he didn’t register with his real name but used a

in the Coliseum didn’t use their real names, but adopted nicknames

and surprisingly, William

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

duel, Milton needed to change to his attire in the dressing room of the Golden Lion

changing rooms, and each of them

to the grand decor outside, the changing rooms

and dark, but they also lacked lighting fixtures, making the rooms appear even

divided into equipment duels and bare-hand duels; Milton was participating in the

type of duels required full-body armor, including a knight helmet, all

adjusted his breathing with ease, his body instinctively operating the Breathing

didn’t feel any

your turn. Arena twelve. Your opponent is the Grey

dressed as an attendant knocked on the door of Milton Cheney’s

have a number, and Milton Cheney was

his closed eyes, a sparkle flashing through his

emerge, the attendant casually sized

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

injuries occur, it’s better to surrender as

Milton Cheney was a down-and-out noble,

surprised look at the attendant walking in front of him and said, “Thank

silently led Milton Cheney to arena

arena, a towering hulk

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

beneath his helm, Milton Cheney

his weight. This opponent was clearly

didn’t think the coliseum would make

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

he had identified himself as a peak quasi-knight. Therefore, the hulk before him was

weight, contestants in friendly duels

he stepped onto the arena, Milton Cheney found that many eyes from