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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.

taking over Vernon Wesley’s body, Milton still fell into the

cursed state was purged, Milton felt it

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

but the sticky sensation

his temples to alleviate his

curse has been lifted, he can still feel

have been

time-traveled to a kingdom

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

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

this status is Milton immediately aware of the existence of

right, unlike medieval Europe, this world has

activated the Life Seed are also not

very little, his father, Arthur

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

level of talent, even if he practiced the meditation technique for his entire life, he could only reach the level of a Level 2

these results, Arthur Wesley was a bit disappointed, but only a

follow the elusive wizard path. Instead,

becoming a

to

5 Wizard Apprentice there would only

wouldn’t care about your social status, even if you

the mysterious wizard path even

allow any sense of despair to creep in, at most, he feels

birthright is already better than countless

in Rome. What else can he possibly complain about?

his thoughts, Milton stands

Milton Cheney tried to move his body and

than when he’d first crossed over, no longer having the sensation of being

Cheney moved toward the area where he usually groomed himself, using the memories

clothes and then find his father

he reached the bathhouse, he found

previous Wizard Apprentice had left any side effects in this body, but he had an instinctive

himself with

complexion looked unhealthy, one could even say it was very

bother about that as he urgently needed to meet his father in

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

small estate lacked

had frequently admonished him, but the predecessor had

the predecessor’s corpse would have been discovered by a maid cleaning the

lived was very

for a long time,

set off for his father’s residence

finally got his wish and saw

in his memory, Earl Arthur had golden hair and a full-faced beard, looking a lot sturdier than Milton, like a

you

spoke, his voice mellow, and concern clearly visible

Cheney was about to reply, but then he froze

cold robotic voice abruptly resounded