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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

didn’t think of himself as the type to

had never happened since he started

man was

premeditated, and his objective was

winning

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

Milton was scared into silence, and his

these words, Milton’s heart turned

killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but

his heart, this man standing before him was as good as dead, regardless

was sure that this man’s purpose was

to bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic question in

to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would

only wondered if whoever was behind this

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

was simple; take revenge at all costs, morning and

continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked at Milton somewhat

your fists are as tough as your

Deathmatch Duel

it, William’s expression didn’t change a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing with Milton’s decision to

being close to William, Milton could clearly sense

turned cold and grim in

but he thought he could even smell blood in the

this moment, he thought he

dogs don’t bark, and wolves

rip the flesh off your bones without making a sound,

William’s nickname, [Greedy Wolf

I’ll

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

his words accompanied by a lick of

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

silently returned to the

donning armor, he removed his outer robe and put on the unique

body entirely bare, with no protection

since weapons were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the

eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand combat

than he was in archery, reaching an impressive proficient

out a soft sigh, but there was a burning fire

own power in

not released in time, they could even have

gains power, their first thought is often to destroy, to