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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

himself as the type to get provoked out of the

all, such a thing had never

man was obviously targeting

objective was presumably to provoke

wondered if his recent winning streak might have upset

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

was scared into silence, and his tone became

Milton’s

in

man standing before him was

purpose was to provoke him into participating in the

to bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

who had sent him; the typical idiotic question in

him to participate

was behind this

was not a patient man who subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years

take revenge at all costs, morning and

did not continue to provoke

fists are as tough as your mouth in the

the Deathmatch Duel right away. Instead, he

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

William, Milton could clearly sense

cold and

illusion, but he thought he could even smell blood in

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

don’t bark, and wolves are no

without making a

didn’t forget William’s nickname,

go ahead, I’ll be watching from the

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

words accompanied by

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

his name, Milton silently returned to the

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

upper body

weapons were not allowed in deathmatch duels, the only

closed his eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand combat began to surface in

than

sigh, but there was a burning fire in his heart that

the suppression of his own power

they could even have

suddenly gains power, their first thought is often to destroy, to commit a crime,