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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 More castle, Cheney sat

moment, a transparent blue light screen appeared

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 2.2]

[Realm: Peak Quasi-Knight]

[Magic: None]

Golden Lion

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

[Simulation Count: 1]

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

he was now certain that the simulation

days since

be a coincidence, but if it happens

having a simulation once a

simulations didn’t multiply, it could be considered good news for

you want to

this prompt, Cheney immediately answered ‘yes’

two simulations, the blue

already gone through two

his eyes intently

to make sure he didn’t

Simulation has begun, due to the low version of the

earning considerable prestige among the nobles. Your father, surprised at your innate giant

years old: with no resistance, you practiced the Golden Lion Breathing Technique bitterly and hit a bottleneck with incredible speed. In this year’s Hunting Day, you were once again first, and your relationship with the Marquis of Dawnstar’s daughter

but this year, Nellie

Golden Lion

twenty-one: you indulged in marital pleasures, reducing your training sessions. Usual eight-hour practice sessions

to have become an unbridgeable gap for

territory for you in the Far East Territory, thus you became a Lord.

a Lord was decent and you didn’t dwell on becoming an

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

some memories related to the simulator were blocked in

Cheney remained

harmoniously, and the territory was well-managed by you.

cozy. You hadn’t worn an armor or held a Knight’s Sword for over a year. The frequency of your meetings with

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

The Lord’s War broke out. The instigator of this war was the newly-appointed Grand Duke Goshawk. It was a war that swept

sudden war. The Marquis of Dawnstar in the East River Province was the first one to get dragged into the war, and the Golden Lion Family couldn’t escape

once more put on your armor, picked up the heavy

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 utter

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

a clandestine assassination organization within the kingdom, and you forgot your previous

left you covered in scars.

managed to successfully activate the Life Seed, a roll of the dice that had less than a 10 percent chance of

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

from the fangs