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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 made a habit of offending people in the Golden Lion

the type to get

a thing had never happened since he started

man was obviously targeting

was premeditated, and his objective

wondered if his recent winning streak might have

see if you have the guts to step onto the Arena

Milton was scared into silence, and his

Milton’s

icy killing intent rose unknowingly in his heart,

his heart, this man standing before him was as good as dead, regardless of who was

this man’s purpose was to provoke him into participating in

to bust your mouth, then

Milton’s voice sounded calmly.

asking who had sent him; the typical idiotic question

man wanted him to participate in the Deathmatch

if whoever was behind this

ten years

revenge at all costs, morning and

his goal, the man did not continue to provoke Milton. Instead, he looked at Milton

are as tough as your mouth in the

up for the Deathmatch

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

Milton could clearly sense the change in

cold and grim in an

illusion, but he thought he could even

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

bark, and

flesh off your bones without making a sound, then crush your bones to

forget William’s nickname, [Greedy

go ahead, I’ll be

the only outcome of this deathmatch duel will be his death,

words accompanied by a lick of his

Not only was the process more

signing his name, Milton silently returned

his outer robe and put on the unique outfit reserved for

left his upper body entirely bare, with no protection

duels, the only thing Milton

eyes, and memories of hand-to-hand

combat than he was in

but there was a burning

in strength and the suppression of his own power in battle

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

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