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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

think of himself as the type to

all, such a thing had never happened since he started visiting

was obviously

his objective was presumably

if his recent winning streak might have upset

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

assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone became

Milton’s

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his expression remained

heart, this man standing before him was

this man’s purpose was to provoke him into participating in

bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

didn’t bother asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic question

participate in

wondered if whoever was behind this was ready to

patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten

take revenge at

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

your fists are as tough as

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

He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s decision

Milton could clearly sense the change

turned cold and grim in

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

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

don’t bark, and wolves

without making a sound, then

forget William’s

I’ll be watching

will be his

speak softly, his words accompanied by a

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

his name, Milton silently

and put on the unique outfit reserved for deathmatch

his upper body entirely bare, with no

were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on were his

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

combat than he was in archery, reaching

but there was a burning fire in his heart that he just

own power in battle had caused some pressure to

time, they could even have an impact on

like when a person suddenly gains power, their first thought is often to destroy, to commit