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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.

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

didn’t think of himself as the type

all, such a thing had never happened since

man was obviously

premeditated, and his objective was presumably

recent winning streak might have upset someone’s

bullshit. Let’s see if you have the guts to step onto the Arena of Life and Death.

assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone became

Milton’s

in his

his heart, this man standing before him was as good

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

bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic question

whoever was backing this man wanted him to participate

was behind this was ready to bear

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

principle was simple; take revenge at

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

tough as your mouth in the

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

He just nodded

being close to William, Milton could clearly sense the change in his

atmosphere turned cold and grim

sure if it was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell blood

he thought he looked like a lone wolf, a lone wolf covered in

don’t bark, and

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

didn’t forget William’s

Master, go ahead, I’ll be

deathmatch duel will be his death, no

his words accompanied by a

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

signing his name, Milton silently returned

removed his outer robe and

upper body entirely

deathmatch duels, the only thing

hand-to-hand combat began to surface

than he

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

strength and the suppression of his own power in battle had caused some

time, they could even have

gains power, their first thought is often to destroy, to commit a