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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 who made a habit of offending people in the Golden Lion

the type to get provoked out of the

had never happened since

man was obviously

premeditated, and his objective was presumably to

his recent winning streak might have

you have the guts to step onto the Arena of Life and Death.

assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone

Milton’s

rose unknowingly in his heart,

before him was as good as dead, regardless of who was

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

going to bust your mouth, then kill

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic question

backing this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel,

wondered if whoever was behind

not a patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge.

simple; take revenge

continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he

as tough as

of course, didn’t act impulsively by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he

a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s decision to participate in the

to William, Milton could clearly sense the change in his

turned cold and grim in

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

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

don’t bark, and wolves

rip the flesh off your bones without making a sound,

William’s nickname,

ahead, I’ll

of this deathmatch duel will be his death, no other outcome.

words accompanied by

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

Milton silently returned to

his outer robe and put on the unique outfit

left his upper body

in deathmatch duels, the only

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

proficient in unarmed combat than he

was a burning

his own power in battle

released in time, they could even have an impact on

a person suddenly gains power, their first thought is often