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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.

……

to the room that the Dawnstar family had prepared for him in More

a transparent blue light

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 2.2]

[Realm: Peak Quasi-Knight]

[Magic: None]

Technique: Golden Lion Breathing

Skills: Lionheart Slash (Proficiency 42/800), Basic Riding Skills (Proficiency 128/800), Basic Archery Skills (Proficiency 630/800),

[Simulation Count: 1]

the attribute panel, the only difference being that the number representing the simulation

he was now certain that the simulation count was indeed once every thirty

was exactly thirty days since

if it happens twice, it can

quite satisfied with having a

long as the time to acquire simulations didn’t multiply, it could be considered good news

you want to start Life

this prompt, Cheney immediately answered ‘yes’ in his

previous two simulations, the blue light screen disappeared

string of black text emerged. Having already gone through two simulations,

Cheney held his breath, his eyes intently

make sure he didn’t miss

has begun, due to the low version of the

on Hunting Day, earning considerable prestige among the nobles. Your father, surprised at your innate giant strength, did not doubt you and taught

Breathing Technique bitterly and hit a bottleneck with incredible speed. In this year’s Hunting Day, you were once again first, and

realm, but this year, Nellie Lilith, the Marquis of Dawnstar’s

twenty: you and Nellie Lilith have officially married, and the Golden

marital pleasures, reducing your training sessions. Usual eight-hour practice

indulged in domestic bliss, and the Path of the Knight seemed to have become an unbridgeable gap for you. However, you didn’t insist

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

your physical skills. You felt that being a Lord was

real

to

Milton Cheney remained silent and continued

territory was well-managed by you. In the same year, your first son was born and you named him Zeus

and a territory of your own, your life was cozy. You hadn’t worn an armor or held a

brother, Nicholas Weasley. You attended the celebratory banquet. Your

the newly-appointed Grand Duke Goshawk. It was

River Province was the first one

strength, you once more put on your armor, picked up the heavy Sword, and plunged head-first

the Kingdom’s Epic Knight entered the battle, your father, elder brother, wife, son, daughter, they all died. You also were severely injured and fell

that kept you alive was revenge. Your enemy

clandestine assassination organization within the kingdom, and you

in scars. You used all your savings to buy a bottle of secret medicine from the Black

less than a 10 percent chance of succeeding. But you

three years of life. You started plotting a revenge plan against Grand Duke Goshawk. For this, you had

was extracted from the fangs of