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Chapter 1: Chapter 1 ‘Wizard’s Life Simulator’ (Please Continue Reading!)

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Suffocating, lacking oxygen.

That’s Milton Cheney’s most visceral feeling right now.

He feels like he’s being suffocated by darkness, his consciousness becoming blurry.

His heartbeat starts to slow, and his blood pressure begins to drop.

He can feel the cold chill in his limbs, sense the fresh blood spilling from his mouth and nose.

“Am I dying?”

All the memories seem blurred, and at this moment, only this thought repeats over and over in his mind.

But the next moment, a stream of light seems to illuminate his mind, as hot and bright as the sun itself.

The darkness dissipates, and Milton’s consciousness has never been clearer.

It’s as if a bird returns to the forest, a fish swims freely in the ocean.

A string of memories, not belonging to him, suddenly appears in his mind.

The lack of conflict or dissonance from forcefully stuffing these memories into his mind lets Milton understand everything instantly.

At this moment, he is Vernon Wesley, second son of the Far East Earl, Arthur Wesley, of the Frostwinter Kingdom; a powerless ordinary person.

“Did I time travel?”

That’s the first thought that appears in Milton’s mind after regaining consciousness.

His current condition isn’t the best.

Blood oozing from his mouth and nose stains his luxurious clothes. His face is pale and swollen, his eyes slightly bulging.

His heartbeat is still somewhat weak, his body slightly trembling, as if he’s a drowning man barely fished out.

“Was I cursed by a wizard?”

This is the second thought that springs to Milton’s mind after waking up.

In his fully assimilated memories, his predecessor had offended a Level 2 Wizard Apprentice passing through the Frostwinter Kingdom.

The cause was something trivial, and his predecessor sincerely apologized. His father, Arthur Wesley, even prepared a generous gift as a peace offering.

If that was the end of it, Milton wouldn’t have been in this condition immediately after his arrival.

The apprentice didn’t let the matter slide and cursed his predecessor before leaving the kingdom.

By the time Milton arrived, his predecessor had already drowned from the curse.

body,

why the cursed state was purged, Milton felt it might

silk handkerchief beside him to wipe the blood from

the sticky sensation on his face

his temples to

lifted, he can still feel

memories have been fully

time-traveled to a kingdom similar to medieval

Kingdom, and Milton is the Earl’s second son. This

to the Earl is vast. Comparatively, Milton’s father’s territory is roughly equivalent to a first-tier city in his previous

because of this status is Milton immediately aware of the existence of wizards

unlike medieval Europe, this world has transcendent

in Milton’s memory, knights who activated the Life

was very little, his father, Arthur Wesley, took him to test

had no talent at all, but it wasn’t much better.

meditation technique for his entire life, he could only reach the level of a Level

results, Arthur Wesley was a bit disappointed,

didn’t let Vernon venture out to follow the elusive wizard path. Instead, he took his predecessor back home

becoming a test subject

father had never been to the Wizard Continent,

Wizard Apprentice there would only be treated as a

of the Wizard Continent wouldn’t care about your social status, even if you were

the mysterious wizard path

in his heart, but he doesn’t allow any sense of despair

is already better than countless

be said to be like being born in Rome. What else can he possibly complain about? Even if

thoughts,

up, Milton Cheney tried to move his body and found there

far better condition than when he’d first crossed over,

Cheney moved toward the area where he usually groomed himself, using the memories in his mind as a

find his father in this world. He had some questions to discuss

once he reached the bathhouse, he found he

side effects in this body, but he had an instinctive urge to flee as

himself with water, and

complexion looked unhealthy, one could even say it was

about that as he urgently needed to meet

had not liked being attended to by others, Milton’s

his small estate

admonished him, but the predecessor had

have been discovered by

was very close to his father

long time, they still

his father’s residence without any

his wish and saw the Far East

golden hair and a full-faced beard, looking a lot sturdier than

happened, you don’t

and spoke, his voice mellow, and concern clearly visible in his

about to reply,

a cold robotic voice abruptly