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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.

sensed something was off, was perplexed as he wasn’t someone who made a habit of offending people

the type to get provoked out

had never happened since he started visiting the

man was

premeditated, and his objective was presumably to provoke

winning streak might

Let’s see if you have the guts to step onto the Arena of Life and Death.

man assumed Milton was scared into silence, and his tone became more

Milton’s heart turned

killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart, but his expression

heart, this man standing before him was

was sure that this man’s purpose was to

to bust your mouth,

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

bother asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic question

wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch Duel, Milton

whoever was behind

subscribed to the idea of waiting ten years to avenge.

principle was simple; take revenge at all costs, morning and

not continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked at

tough as your mouth in

by signing up for the Deathmatch Duel right away.

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 in

cold and grim in an

an illusion, but he

what William looked like at this moment, he thought he

bark, and wolves are no

without making a sound, then crush

didn’t forget William’s nickname, [Greedy

go ahead, I’ll be watching from

of this deathmatch duel will be his death,

words accompanied by a lick of

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

silently returned

robe and

upper body entirely

deathmatch duels, the only thing Milton could rely on were

and memories of hand-to-hand combat began to

combat than he

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

surge in strength and the suppression of his own power

they could

thought is often to destroy, to commit