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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.

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

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

thing had never

was

premeditated, and his objective

if his recent winning

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

scared into silence, and his tone

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 of who

was to provoke him into

to bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

sent him; the typical

to participate in

if whoever was behind this

subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact, he wasn’t

simple; take revenge

goal, the man did not continue to provoke Milton.

fists are as tough as your

up for the Deathmatch

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

Milton could clearly sense the

and grim in

it was an illusion, but he thought he could even

he thought he

and wolves

bones without making a

William’s

Master, go ahead, I’ll

this deathmatch duel will be his death, no other outcome. As for the man behind him,

softly, his words

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

silently returned

robe and put on the unique outfit reserved for deathmatch

left his upper body entirely bare, with no protection

allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on were

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

unarmed combat than he was

there was a burning fire in

his own power in battle had caused some

they could even have an impact on Milton’s mental

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