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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.

something was off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made a

the type

a thing had never happened

was obviously

his objective was presumably

recent winning streak

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

gloomy-faced man assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone became

Milton’s heart turned

killing intent rose unknowingly in his

in his heart, this man standing before him was as good as dead, regardless of who was backing

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

your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

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

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

whoever was behind this was ready

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

principle was simple; take revenge at all

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

hope your fists are as tough

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

just nodded lightly,

close to William, Milton could clearly sense the change in his

cold and grim

was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell

looked like at this moment, he thought he looked like a lone wolf, a

and wolves

without making a sound, then crush your

William’s nickname, [Greedy

Master, go ahead, I’ll be watching from the

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

softly, his words accompanied by a lick of his

only was the process more complicated, but one had to

his name, Milton silently returned to the changing

donning armor, he removed his outer robe and put

upper body entirely

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

and memories of hand-to-hand combat

combat than he was in

let out a soft sigh, but there was a burning fire in his heart that he just

of his own power in battle

not released in time, they could even have an impact

thought is often to destroy, to commit a crime,