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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

think of himself as the type to get provoked out of

never happened since

man was obviously targeting

premeditated, and his objective was presumably to

wondered if his recent winning

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

man assumed Milton was scared into

words, Milton’s heart

rose unknowingly in his heart, but his expression remained

man standing before him was as good

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

bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

who had sent him; the typical

whoever was backing this man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton would grant them

was behind this was ready to bear

to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge. In fact,

simple; take revenge

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

hope your fists are as tough

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

didn’t change a bit. He just nodded lightly, agreeing

close to William, Milton could clearly sense the change

turned cold and grim in

illusion, but

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

don’t bark, and wolves are

bones without making a sound, then crush your bones

William’s nickname,

go ahead, I’ll be watching from

be his death, no other outcome. As for the

began to speak softly, his words

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

silently returned

robe and put on the unique outfit reserved

upper body entirely bare, with no protection

since weapons were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton

hand-to-hand

than he was in archery, reaching an impressive

sigh, but there was a

in strength and the suppression of his own power in battle had caused

not released in time, they

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