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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.

towering build being dealt a neck-breaking

cleaner acsended the stage and washed away the blood stains from the arena, leaving the marble platform as pristine

the man who

cheers, and a cacophony of noises

at the top of

heads vigorously, seemingly trying to

of noble elegance and bloody violence emerged,

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

sensing that Milton was awestruck by the

stands first or directly participate

lightly moving his body as he

registering for the friendly duel, Milton

his real name but used a random moniker

the Coliseum didn’t use

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

participate in a deathmatch duel right off the bat, disregarding the fact

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

rooms, and

contrast to the grand decor outside,

they also lacked lighting fixtures, making

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

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

breathing with ease, his body

he didn’t feel any nervousness,

16, your turn. Arena twelve. Your opponent

the door of Milton

would have a number, and Milton Cheney was number sixteen

his closed eyes, a sparkle flashing through

emerge, the

stature, a hint of sympathy appeared in his

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 if you can’t match up,” he said in a low voice leading the

that the attendant thought Milton Cheney was a down-and-out noble, hence the extra

one more surprised look at the attendant walking in front

silently led Milton

the time Milton Cheney reached the arena, a towering hulk dressed in heavy armor was already standing on

towering above like a giant in the arena, and was a

beneath his helm, Milton Cheney obviously wasn’t afraid

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

coliseum would make such a

the most probable explanation was that this mighty

himself as a peak quasi-knight. Therefore, the

from their weight, contestants in friendly duels were also

Cheney found that many eyes from the viewing platform had turned in the direction of