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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 made a habit of offending people in the

type

all, such a thing had never happened since he started visiting

was obviously

premeditated, and his objective was presumably

if his recent winning streak might have upset someone’s

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

man assumed Milton was scared into silence, and

words, Milton’s heart

rose unknowingly in his heart,

this man standing before him was as good as dead, regardless

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

going to bust your mouth, then kill

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

who had sent him; the typical idiotic

man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would

only wondered if whoever was behind this

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

was simple; take revenge at all costs, morning

continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked at

tough

signing up for the Deathmatch

He just nodded lightly, agreeing

William, Milton could clearly sense the

and grim in an

wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but he thought he

William looked like at this moment, he thought he looked like a

and wolves

without making a sound, then crush

didn’t forget William’s nickname,

I’ll be watching

will be his death,

to speak softly, his words accompanied by a lick

only was the process more complicated, but one had to sign their name on

silently returned

donning armor, he removed his outer robe and put

upper body entirely

allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on were

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

unarmed combat than he was in

sigh, but there was a burning fire in his heart that he

the suppression of his own power in battle had caused some pressure to

in time, they could even have an impact

their first thought is often