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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.

sensed something was off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made a habit

of himself as the type to

never happened since he started

man was

premeditated, and his objective was

wondered if his recent winning streak might

see if you have the guts to step onto the Arena of

was scared into silence,

these words, Milton’s heart turned

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his expression remained

his heart, this man standing before him was as good as dead,

was sure that this man’s purpose was to provoke him into participating

your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

didn’t bother asking who had sent him;

backing this man wanted him to participate in the

whoever was behind this was ready

idea of waiting ten years

revenge at all costs, morning and

his goal, the man did not continue to

are as tough as your mouth in the

by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he first reported

He just

to William, Milton could clearly sense

cold and grim

was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell blood in the

this moment, he thought he looked like a lone wolf,

and wolves

the flesh off your bones without making a

William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

I’ll

of this deathmatch duel will be his death, no other outcome. As for the man behind him,

speak softly, his words accompanied by a lick

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

his name, Milton silently returned to

donning armor, he removed his outer robe and put

body entirely

since weapons were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the

eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand combat began

than he was in archery, reaching an impressive proficient

soft sigh, but there was a

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

in time, they could even have an impact

thought is often to