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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 made a habit of offending people in the Golden Lion

type to

a thing had never happened since he started

was obviously targeting

objective was presumably to provoke

if his recent winning streak might

to

gloomy-faced man assumed Milton was scared into

words, Milton’s heart turned

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in

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

purpose was to provoke him into participating in the

going to bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic question in

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

wondered if whoever was behind this was

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

principle was simple; take revenge

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

tough

signing up for the Deathmatch

just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s decision

William, Milton could clearly

turned cold and

but he thought he

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

dogs don’t bark, and wolves are no

wolf can rip the flesh off your bones without making a sound, then crush your bones to

forget William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

Master, go ahead, I’ll

outcome of this deathmatch duel will be his

softly, his words accompanied by a

duel. Not only was the process more complicated, but one

signing his name, Milton silently returned to the

of donning armor, he removed his outer robe and put on the unique outfit reserved for deathmatch

upper body entirely bare, with no protection

the only thing Milton could rely

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

more proficient in unarmed combat than he was in archery, reaching an impressive

but there was a burning fire in his heart that

own

released in time, they could even have an

a person suddenly gains power, their first thought