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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.

wasn’t someone who

type to

such a thing had never

man was obviously

was premeditated, and his objective was presumably

wondered if his recent winning streak might have upset

have the guts to

into

Milton’s heart turned

rose unknowingly in his heart,

before him was as good as dead,

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

bust your mouth,

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

who had sent him; the typical idiotic question

was backing this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would grant them

only wondered if whoever was behind this was ready

who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In

simple; take revenge at all

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

as tough as your

by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right

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

to William, Milton could

and grim in an

illusion, but he thought

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

don’t bark, and wolves are

off your bones without making a

forget William’s nickname,

go ahead, I’ll

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

speak softly, his words accompanied by a lick

for a friendly duel. Not only was the process more complicated, but one had to sign their name

Milton silently returned to

his outer robe and

left his upper body entirely bare, with no protection

in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could

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

more proficient in unarmed combat than he was in archery,

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

and the suppression of his own

released in time, they could even have an impact on

when a person suddenly gains power, their first thought is often to destroy,