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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.

……

the room that the Dawnstar family had prepared for him in More castle, Cheney sat on

transparent blue light

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 2.2]

[Realm: Peak Quasi-Knight]

[Magic: None]

Lion Breathing Technique

Basic Riding Skills (Proficiency 128/800), Basic Archery Skills (Proficiency 630/800),

[Simulation Count: 1]

in the attribute panel, the only difference being that the number representing the simulation count had

Milton Cheney had been suspicious last month, he was now certain that

days since he

coincidence, but if it happens twice, it can more or less be

having a simulation

to acquire simulations didn’t multiply, it

to

this prompt, Cheney immediately answered ‘yes’ in his

previous two simulations, the

text emerged. Having already gone through two simulations,

intently fixed on the

sure he didn’t

to the low version of the simulator, it

Hunting Day, earning considerable prestige among the nobles. Your father,

you practiced the Golden Lion Breathing Technique bitterly and hit a bottleneck with incredible speed. In this year’s Hunting Day,

at the official knight realm, but this year, Nellie Lilith,

Golden Lion Family and the Dawnstar Family

reducing your training sessions. Usual eight-hour

twenty-two: you remained indulged in domestic bliss, and the Path of the Knight seemed to have become an unbridgeable gap for you. However,

father allocated a territory for you in the Far East Territory, thus you became a Lord. In the same year, your first daughter was born and you

a Lord was

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

that some memories related to the simulator were blocked

remained

by you. In the same year, your first son was born and you named him

thirty: With a complete family and a territory of your own, your life was cozy. You hadn’t worn an armor or held a Knight’s Sword for over a year. The frequency of your meetings with

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

War broke out. The instigator of this war was the newly-appointed

was the first one to get

you once more put on your armor, picked up the

when 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 into a coma, akin

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

within the kingdom, and you forgot

scars. You used all your savings to

the dice that had less than a 10 percent chance of

of the secret medicine were significant; you were only left with three years of life. You started

You obtained a bottle of “Golden Poison” in the Black Market. This poison was extracted from the fangs of a golden viper snake, but it was too conspicuous and couldn’t be