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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.

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

himself as the type to get provoked

all, such a thing had never

man was obviously targeting

premeditated, and his objective was presumably to provoke

if his recent winning streak might have

guts to step onto the Arena of Life and Death. Do

scared into silence,

words, Milton’s

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart,

before him was as good as dead, regardless

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

going to bust your

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

sent him; the typical idiotic

wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton

behind this was ready to

ten years to

revenge at

did not continue to provoke

hope your fists are as tough

by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he first reported

about it, William’s expression didn’t change a bit. He just

could

atmosphere turned cold and

it was an illusion, but he thought he could even smell blood in the

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

and

rip the flesh off your bones without making a sound, then crush your

William’s nickname,

ahead, I’ll be watching

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

speak softly, his words accompanied by

more complicated than registering for a friendly duel. Not only was

silently returned to the

removed his outer robe and put on the unique outfit reserved for deathmatch

upper body entirely

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

of hand-to-hand combat began to surface in his

proficient in unarmed combat than he was in archery, reaching an impressive proficient

let out a soft sigh, but there was a burning

and the suppression of his own

not released in time, they could

first thought is often to destroy, to