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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.

was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made a habit of

himself as the type to get provoked out of

such a thing had never happened since he

was obviously

his objective was

recent winning streak might have upset someone’s

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

into silence, and his tone became

words, Milton’s heart turned

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in his

before him was as good as dead, regardless of who was backing

man’s purpose was to provoke him into participating

your mouth,

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

had sent him; the typical

man wanted him to participate in the

wondered if whoever was behind this was ready to bear the

idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact, he wasn’t much of a gentleman

was simple; take revenge at all

man did not continue to provoke

are as tough as your mouth in

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

bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s decision to participate

being close to William, Milton could clearly sense

atmosphere turned cold and grim in an

it was an illusion, but he

Milton had to describe what William looked like at this moment, he thought

and wolves are no

flesh off your bones without making a sound, then crush your bones

didn’t forget William’s nickname,

I’ll be watching from

of this deathmatch duel will be his death, no other outcome. As for

words accompanied by a lick of his

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

Milton silently returned to the changing

removed his outer robe and put on the

outfit left his upper body entirely

deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on were his

hand-to-hand combat began to

even more proficient in unarmed combat than

a burning fire in

own power in battle had caused some pressure to build up

not released in time, they

power, their first thought is often to destroy, to commit a crime,