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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.

……

for him in More

next moment, a transparent blue light screen appeared in

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 2.2]

[Realm: Peak Quasi-Knight]

[Magic: None]

Golden Lion Breathing Technique

Slash (Proficiency 42/800), Basic Riding Skills (Proficiency 128/800), Basic Archery Skills (Proficiency 630/800), Basic Swordsmanship (Mastered 523/1600),

[Simulation Count: 1]

difference being that the number representing

he was now certain that the simulation count

thirty days since he had last

happens twice, it can more or less

was quite satisfied with having a simulation once a

acquire simulations didn’t multiply,

to start Life

this prompt, Cheney immediately

like the previous two simulations,

text emerged. Having already gone through two simulations,

Cheney held his breath, his eyes intently fixed on the

to make sure he didn’t

version

father, surprised at your innate giant strength, did not doubt you and taught you the Golden

a bottleneck with incredible speed. In this year’s Hunting Day, you were once again first, and your relationship with

are still stuck at the official knight realm, but this year, Nellie Lilith, the Marquis of Dawnstar’s daughter, got

and Nellie Lilith have officially married, and the Golden Lion Family

training sessions. Usual

Knight seemed to have become an unbridgeable

twenty-four: your father allocated a territory for you in the Far East Territory, thus you became a Lord.

You felt that being a Lord was decent and you didn’t

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 blocked in the

Milton Cheney remained silent and continued

territory was well-managed by you. In

life was cozy. You hadn’t worn an armor

to your elder brother, Nicholas Weasley. You attended the celebratory banquet. Your elder brother didn’t deprive

instigator of this war was the

in the East River Province was

put on your armor, picked up the heavy

father, elder brother, wife, son, daughter, they all died. You also were severely injured and fell into a coma, akin to a deathlike state. When you climbed out from the pile of bodies, you were in

immersed you in boundless self-blame. The only thought that kept you alive was revenge. Your enemy was none

organization within

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

After taking the secret medicine, you managed to successfully activate the Life Seed, a roll of the dice that had less than a 10 percent chance of succeeding. But you were lucky. In

of life. You started plotting a revenge plan

in the Black Market. This poison was extracted from the fangs