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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

himself as the type to get provoked out

a thing had never

man was

was premeditated, and his objective was

his recent winning

Let’s see if you have the guts to

gloomy-faced man assumed Milton was scared into

these words, Milton’s

intent rose unknowingly in his

before him was as

sure that this man’s purpose was to provoke

your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

who had sent him; the typical idiotic

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

only wondered if whoever was behind

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

was simple; take revenge at all costs,

continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked at Milton

as tough as

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

about it, William’s expression didn’t change a bit. He just nodded

being close to William, Milton could clearly sense

and grim in

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

he thought he looked like a lone wolf,

and wolves are no

your bones without making a

William’s nickname, [Greedy

Master, go ahead, I’ll be watching

this deathmatch duel will be his death, no

words accompanied by a

deathmatch duel was more complicated than registering for a friendly duel. Not only was the process more complicated, but one had to sign their name on the Death

name, Milton silently returned to

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

body

were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing

memories of hand-to-hand combat began to

than he was in archery,

a burning fire in his

his own power in battle had

they could even have an impact on

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