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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.

someone who made a habit of offending people in the

didn’t think of himself as the type to get provoked out of the

a thing had never happened since he

was obviously targeting

premeditated, and his objective was presumably

recent winning streak might have

the bullshit. Let’s see if you have the guts to step

Milton was scared into silence, and

these words, Milton’s heart

in his heart, but his expression remained

in his heart, this man standing before him was as good

this man’s purpose was

going to bust your mouth,

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

who had sent him; the typical idiotic question

this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would grant them their

wondered if whoever was behind this was

of waiting ten

was simple; take revenge at all

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

are as tough as your mouth in

by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right

bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s

William, Milton could clearly sense the

atmosphere turned cold and grim in an

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

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

dogs don’t bark, and wolves are

off your bones without making a sound, then crush

William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

go ahead, I’ll be watching

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

words accompanied by a lick of his

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

name, Milton silently returned to the changing

and put on the unique outfit reserved for deathmatch

left his upper body entirely bare, with no

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

memories of hand-to-hand combat

combat than

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

and the suppression of his own power in battle had caused some pressure to build

these feelings were not released in time, they could even have an impact on Milton’s mental

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