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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.

Vernon Wesley’s body,

know why the cursed state was purged, Milton felt it might

on the round table, Milton sits in the chair, using a silk handkerchief beside him to wipe the

but the sticky sensation on

gently rubs his temples to

curse has been lifted, he

have been fully sorted

time-traveled to a kingdom

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

the Earl is vast. Comparatively, Milton’s father’s territory is roughly equivalent to

aware of the existence of wizards upon

unlike medieval Europe,

activated the Life Seed

little, his father,

talent at all, but it wasn’t much better. The talent

technique for his entire life, he

a

venture out to follow the elusive wizard path. Instead, he took his predecessor back home

becoming a test subject

never been to the

5 Wizard Apprentice there would

care about your social status, even if you

the mysterious wizard path

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

his birthright is already better than countless

like being born in Rome. What else can he possibly

thoughts, Milton

Cheney tried to move his body and found there was no

in far better condition than when he’d first crossed over, no longer having the sensation

area where he usually groomed himself, using the memories in

change his clothes and then find his father in this

found he now had an inexplicable

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

simply rinsing himself with

unhealthy, one could even say it was very

Cheney could not bother about that as he urgently needed to meet his father

not liked being attended to by

small estate

him, but

predecessor’s corpse would have

Milton Cheney lived was very close to his father Earl

had been living separately for a long

his father’s

finally got his wish and saw the Far East

memory, Earl Arthur had golden hair and a full-faced beard, looking a

you

voice mellow, and concern clearly visible in his

Cheney was about to reply, but then he froze

voice abruptly