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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.

as he wasn’t someone

type to get provoked out of

never happened since he

was obviously

premeditated, and his objective was presumably to

wondered if his recent winning streak might have upset someone’s

the guts to step onto the Arena of

scared into silence, and his tone

words, Milton’s

unknowingly in his

heart, this man standing before him was

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

your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

him; the typical idiotic question in

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

was behind

patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten

revenge at all costs,

man did not continue to provoke

your fists are as tough as

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

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

William, Milton could

and

Cheney wasn’t sure if it was an illusion, but

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

don’t bark, and wolves are

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

forget William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

Master, go ahead, I’ll be watching

his

began to speak softly, his words accompanied by a lick of

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

name, Milton silently returned

outer robe and put on

outfit left his upper body entirely bare, with

in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on

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

in unarmed combat than he was in archery,

out a soft sigh, but there was a burning fire in his heart that he just couldn’t

in strength and the suppression of his own power

in time, they could even have an impact on

thought is often to destroy, to commit a