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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.

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

of himself as the type

a thing had never happened since he

was obviously

objective was

if his recent winning

you have the guts to step

was scared into silence, and his tone

Milton’s heart

killing intent rose unknowingly in

man standing before him was as good

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

going to bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

bother asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic

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

wondered if whoever was behind this was

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

take revenge at all

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

tough as your mouth

the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he

just

close to William, Milton could clearly sense the

atmosphere turned cold and grim in an

if it was an illusion, but

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

and

your bones without making

William’s

ahead, I’ll

deathmatch duel will be his death, no other outcome.

softly, his words accompanied by

was more complicated than registering for a friendly duel. Not only was the process more

his name, Milton silently returned

he removed his outer robe and put on the unique outfit reserved

outfit left his upper body entirely

in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on

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

combat than he was in archery, reaching an

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

of his own power in battle had caused some pressure

released in time, they could even have

gains power, their first thought is often to