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Chapter 9: Chapter 9 “New Simulation” and “Official Knight”! (Seeking Chase Reading)

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Deep within Sun Mountain, a large tree stood.

The massive canopy was filled with countless branches and leaves.

A gentle breeze swept through, causing the leaves to sway delicately in the wind, rustling softly.

On a branch, a green venomous snake was slowly slithering about.

The snake had a flat head, a high nose bridge, small and cunning eyes. The sunlight, unobstructed by the leaves, shone ominously on the snake.

The next moment, the sound of rushing air filled the air as an arrow pinned the snake to the tree.

The venomous snake, its body covered with needle-like scales similar to fish scales, opened its mouth at the moment of impact, revealing two sharp fangs.

Its frenzied writhing was to no avail. Even a wizard could not save it, its head having been pierced.

Seeing that the snake had stopped struggling, Milton Cheney did not approach.

It was now the seventh day since Hunting Day had begun.

Since the start of Hunting Day, it could be said that Cheney was in the spotlight.

Hiding the prey he had hunted was impossible.

By now, everyone knew that the son of the Far East Earl had the strength of a quasi-knight.

And the rumors only exaggerated further. In the eyes of many now, Milton Cheney was an official knight.

Malcolm had also specifically found Cheney to inquire about this, and Cheney’s response was that it was all due to luck.

Of course, no one would believe that.

Running into a fierce beast by luck was one thing, but running into three was pushing it.

The nobles now looked at Cheney with an involuntary hint of awe in their eyes, and even Malcolm’s eyes were filled with undisguised worship.

It could be said that first place in this Hunting Day was already Cheney’s.

However, Cheney didn’t care too much about this. After all, his original intention of coming here was to go through the process, and all of these were unexpected.

Packing up his longbow, Cheney slowly walked toward the outskirts of Sun Mountain.

He didn’t plan to stay here any longer, and hunting any more was meaningless.

Now that a new opportunity for simulation had arrived, Cheney planned to use it as soon as possible.

He felt that this simulation might yield some different results.

……

Dawnstar family had prepared for him in

next moment, a transparent blue light

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 2.2]

[Realm: Peak Quasi-Knight]

[Magic: None]

Lion Breathing Technique (Proficiency

Riding Skills (Proficiency 128/800), Basic Archery Skills

[Simulation Count: 1]

panel, the only difference being that the number representing the simulation count had changed from

last month, he was now certain that the simulation count was indeed once

time, it was exactly thirty days since he

happens twice, it can more or less be

satisfied with having a simulation

didn’t multiply, it could be considered

you want to

immediately answered ‘yes’ in his

like the previous two simulations, the blue light

text emerged. Having already gone through two simulations, Cheney

Cheney held his breath, his eyes intently fixed on the black

sure he

the low version of the simulator, it

won first place on Hunting Day, earning considerable prestige among the nobles. Your father,

In

knight realm, but this year, Nellie Lilith, the Marquis

Golden Lion Family and the Dawnstar Family have

indulged in marital pleasures, reducing your training sessions. Usual eight-hour practice sessions have been shortened to three

become an

Far East Territory, thus you became a Lord. In the same year, your first daughter was born and you named her

stopped honing your physical skills. You felt that being a Lord was decent and

reading this. The him in the simulator was quite unlike the real him. He should not have been so

highly probable that some memories related to the simulator were

remained silent and

harmoniously, and the territory was well-managed by you. In the same year, your first son

armor or held a Knight’s Sword for over a year. The frequency of your meetings with your

on the title of Earl to your elder brother, Nicholas Weasley. You attended the celebratory banquet. Your elder brother didn’t deprive you of your privileges,

instigator of this war was the newly-appointed Grand Duke Goshawk. It was

in the East River Province was the first one to get dragged into the war, and

Peak Quasi-Knight’s strength, you once more put on your armor, picked

elder brother, wife, son, daughter, they all died. You also were severely injured and fell into a coma, akin

boundless self-blame. The only thought that kept you alive was revenge. Your

a clandestine assassination organization within the kingdom, and you

assassinations and lingering injuries from the Lord’s War left you covered in scars. You used all your savings to buy a bottle of secret medicine

the dice that had less than a 10 percent chance of succeeding. But you were lucky. In your pursuit of

forty-seven: The after-effects of the secret medicine were significant; you were only left with three years of life. You started plotting a revenge plan

forty-eight: You obtained a bottle of “Golden Poison” in the Black Market. This poison was extracted from the fangs of a golden viper snake,