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Chapter 1: Chapter 1 ‘Wizard’s Life Simulator’ (Please Continue Reading!)

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Suffocating, lacking oxygen.

That’s Milton Cheney’s most visceral feeling right now.

He feels like he’s being suffocated by darkness, his consciousness becoming blurry.

His heartbeat starts to slow, and his blood pressure begins to drop.

He can feel the cold chill in his limbs, sense the fresh blood spilling from his mouth and nose.

“Am I dying?”

All the memories seem blurred, and at this moment, only this thought repeats over and over in his mind.

But the next moment, a stream of light seems to illuminate his mind, as hot and bright as the sun itself.

The darkness dissipates, and Milton’s consciousness has never been clearer.

It’s as if a bird returns to the forest, a fish swims freely in the ocean.

A string of memories, not belonging to him, suddenly appears in his mind.

The lack of conflict or dissonance from forcefully stuffing these memories into his mind lets Milton understand everything instantly.

At this moment, he is Vernon Wesley, second son of the Far East Earl, Arthur Wesley, of the Frostwinter Kingdom; a powerless ordinary person.

“Did I time travel?”

That’s the first thought that appears in Milton’s mind after regaining consciousness.

His current condition isn’t the best.

Blood oozing from his mouth and nose stains his luxurious clothes. His face is pale and swollen, his eyes slightly bulging.

His heartbeat is still somewhat weak, his body slightly trembling, as if he’s a drowning man barely fished out.

“Was I cursed by a wizard?”

This is the second thought that springs to Milton’s mind after waking up.

In his fully assimilated memories, his predecessor had offended a Level 2 Wizard Apprentice passing through the Frostwinter Kingdom.

The cause was something trivial, and his predecessor sincerely apologized. His father, Arthur Wesley, even prepared a generous gift as a peace offering.

If that was the end of it, Milton wouldn’t have been in this condition immediately after his arrival.

The apprentice didn’t let the matter slide and cursed his predecessor before leaving the kingdom.

By the time Milton arrived, his predecessor had already drowned from the curse.

after taking over Vernon Wesley’s body, Milton still fell into the

was purged, Milton felt it might have something to do with his

chair, using a silk handkerchief beside him to wipe the

blood has stopped flowing, but the sticky sensation on his face is still

rubs his temples

he

been fully

has time-traveled to a kingdom similar to medieval

the Earl’s second son. This status puts him among the

vast. Comparatively, Milton’s father’s territory is roughly equivalent to a first-tier city in

of this status is Milton immediately aware of

Europe, this

Milton’s memory, knights who activated

when Vernon was very little, his father, Arthur Wesley, took him to

at all, but it wasn’t much better. The talent he tested for

of talent, even if he practiced the meditation technique for his entire life, he could

Wesley was a bit disappointed,

the elusive wizard

a wealthy heir was better than becoming a test subject in the Wizard

been to the Wizard Continent, he still understood

there would only be treated as a

wizards of the Wizard Continent wouldn’t care about your social status, even

wizard path even after time-traveling.

in his heart, but he doesn’t allow any sense of despair to creep in, at

all, his birthright is already

son of an Earl can be said to be like being born in Rome. What else can he possibly complain about? Even

his thoughts, Milton

Cheney tried to move his

than when he’d first crossed over, no longer having the sensation of being on the

usually groomed himself, using

planned to bathe, change his clothes and then find his father in this world. He had some questions to discuss with

reached the bathhouse, he found he now had

previous Wizard Apprentice had left any side effects in this body, but he had an instinctive urge to flee as soon as

overcame this discomfort, simply rinsing himself with water, and then changing

looked unhealthy, one could even say it

that as he urgently needed to meet his father in this

attended to by others, Milton’s living quarters were

estate lacked any

had frequently admonished him, but

Cheney hadn’t crossed over, in all probability, the predecessor’s corpse would have been discovered by a maid cleaning the room

Cheney lived was very close to

separately for a long time, they still resided in the same large

set off for his father’s residence without

wish and saw the Far

golden hair and a full-faced beard, looking a

happened, you don’t

and spoke, his voice

reply, but then

robotic voice abruptly resounded in