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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 offending people in

think of himself as the type

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

man was obviously

his objective was presumably to

winning streak might

guts to step onto the Arena

assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone became

Milton’s

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in his

before him was as good as dead, regardless of who was backing

was sure that this man’s purpose was to provoke him

to bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

him;

backing this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch

only wondered if whoever was behind

ten years to avenge. In

take revenge at

the man did not continue to provoke Milton.

fists are as tough

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

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

to William, Milton could clearly sense the change

turned cold and grim in

sure if it was an illusion, but he thought he could

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

don’t bark, and wolves

flesh off your bones without making a

forget William’s

I’ll be

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

speak softly, his words accompanied

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

name, Milton silently returned to the

he removed his outer robe and put on the unique

his upper body entirely

deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on

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

in unarmed combat than he was in archery, reaching an

was a burning fire in his

of his own power in battle had caused

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

first thought is often to destroy, to commit a crime,