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Chapter 13: Chapter 13 “Premeditated Provocation” and “Deathmatch Duel” (Seeking Chase Reading)

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The Golden Lion Coliseum had special rooms dedicated for nobles to rest.

Milton Cheney and William had been living in the coliseum for the past few days.

During daytime, Milton participated in three friendly duels as per usual.

He didn’t refrain from participating more out of unwillingness, rather there was a rigid rule that one could only participate in three matches per day.

Milton’s practical fighting skills were noticeably improving at a rapid pace.

Even William couldn’t help but admire his talent.

Lionheart, a nickname for Milton, had now become well-known in the Golden Lion Coliseum.

After all, Milton had participated in 16 friendly duels and had yet to lose one.

After shedding his armor in the changing room, Milton put on his coat again.

Stepping out of the dressing room, he walked down the circular corridor.

Having just finished participating in a friendly duel, Milton was prepared to get something to eat.

The next moment, a man approached and bumped straight into Milton, seeming oblivious to his presence.

Milton furrowed his brows and instinctively tried to dodge, but he was still hit squarely.

The collision of the two shoulders produced a dull and significant thud.

“Intentional.”

That was Milton’s immediate thought.

He looked up to see a man whose face held a somewhat gloomy expression.

“I recognize you; the famous ‘Lionheart’ who’s making a name for himself lately.

What bullshit ‘Friendly Duels’, only kids would enjoy such games, especially pretty boys like you!”

The man’s malice was blatantly displayed.

His tone and gaze conveyed undisguised contempt.

off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who

of himself as the type

never happened since

man was

his objective was presumably to

recent winning streak might have

bullshit. Let’s see if you have the guts to step onto

was scared into silence, and

Milton’s heart

intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his expression remained

standing before him was as good as dead, regardless of

that this man’s purpose was to provoke him into

going to bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

bother asking who had sent him; the typical

backing this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton

whoever was behind

patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact, he wasn’t much of a gentleman

revenge

did not continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked at Milton

tough as your mouth in

course, didn’t act impulsively by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he first reported the incident to

didn’t change a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s decision to

Milton could clearly sense the change in his

atmosphere turned cold and grim in an

it was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell

describe what William looked like at this moment, he thought he looked like a lone

don’t bark, and wolves are no

can rip the flesh off your bones without making

didn’t forget William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

ahead, I’ll be watching

his death, no other outcome. As for the man behind

to speak softly, his words accompanied by a lick of his

for the deathmatch duel was more complicated than registering for a friendly duel. Not only was the process

Milton silently returned

removed his outer robe and put on

outfit left his upper body entirely bare, with no protection

the

his eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand combat began to surface in

proficient in unarmed combat than he was in archery,

a soft sigh, but there was a burning fire in his heart

his own power in battle had caused some pressure to build up within

not released in time, they could even have

power, their first thought is often to destroy, to