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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.

arrival, Milton saw a man of towering build being dealt a neck-breaking blow before leaving

moment, a cleaner acsended the stage and washed away the blood stains from the arena, leaving

the man who had just

and a cacophony of noises

screamed at the top of

shaking their heads vigorously, seemingly trying to

bloody violence emerged, leaving a deep impression

over a hundred years ago, and it

sensing that Milton was awestruck by the grandiosity

want to watch from the stands first or directly

Milton replied, lightly moving his body as

registering for the friendly duel,

with his real name

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

and surprisingly, William

disregarding the fact that William wouldn’t allow it. Milton himself also lacked experience in life-and-death

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

changing rooms, and each of them

grand decor outside, the

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

were divided into equipment duels and bare-hand duels;

a knight helmet, all of which Milton donned

his breathing with ease, his

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

16, your turn. Arena twelve. Your opponent is

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

a number, and Milton Cheney was number sixteen

closed eyes, a sparkle flashing

Cheney emerge, the attendant casually

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

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 if you can’t match up,” he said

the attendant thought Milton Cheney was a

more surprised look at the attendant walking in front

led Milton

reached the arena, a towering hulk

giant in the arena, and was a head taller than

helm, Milton Cheney obviously wasn’t afraid of this

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

the coliseum would make such a

was that this mighty hulk, although tall,

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

weight, contestants in friendly duels were also paired up

he stepped onto the arena, Milton Cheney found that many eyes from the viewing platform had turned in the direction of his