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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

blue light screen appeared in

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 2.2]

[Realm: Peak Quasi-Knight]

[Magic: None]

Technique: Golden Lion Breathing Technique

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

[Simulation Count: 1]

in the attribute panel, the only difference being that the number representing the simulation count had changed from 0 to

he was now certain that the simulation count was

it was exactly thirty days since

if it happens twice, it can

having

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

to start

immediately answered

two simulations, the blue light

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

breath, his eyes intently fixed on

to make sure he

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

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

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

the Golden Lion Family and the Dawnstar Family have formed a union through

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

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

you became a Lord. In the same year, your first daughter was born and you

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

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

some memories related to the

Milton Cheney remained silent and

Lilith got along harmoniously, and the territory was well-managed by you. In the

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

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

War broke out. The instigator of this war was the newly-appointed Grand Duke Goshawk. It was a

in the East River Province was the

Peak Quasi-Knight’s strength, you once more put on your armor, picked up the heavy Sword, and plunged head-first into the

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

that kept you alive was revenge. Your enemy was none

clandestine assassination organization within the kingdom, and you forgot your

Lord’s War left you covered in scars. You used all your savings to buy a

a roll of the dice that had less than a 10 percent chance of succeeding. But you were lucky. In your pursuit of vengeance, you managed to activate the

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

extracted from the fangs of a golden viper snake, but it was too