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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.

……

family had prepared for

moment, a transparent blue light

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 2.2]

[Realm: Peak Quasi-Knight]

[Magic: None]

Technique: Golden Lion

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

[Simulation Count: 1]

only difference being that

month, he was now certain

thirty days since he had last received

it happens twice, it can more or

satisfied with having

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

want to start Life

Cheney immediately answered

the previous two simulations,

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

breath, his eyes intently fixed on the

sure

due to the low version of

place on Hunting Day, earning considerable prestige among the nobles. Your father, surprised at your innate giant strength, did not doubt you

In

official knight realm, but this year, Nellie Lilith, the

the Golden Lion Family and the Dawnstar Family

indulged in marital pleasures, reducing your training sessions. Usual eight-hour practice sessions have been shortened to

indulged in domestic bliss, and the Path of the Knight seemed to have become an unbridgeable gap for

in the Far East Territory, thus you became a Lord. In the same year, your first daughter was born

felt that being a

the real him. He should not have been

some memories related to the simulator were blocked in the

Milton Cheney remained

and your wife, Nellie Lilith got along harmoniously, and the territory was well-managed by you. In the same year, your first son was born and you

worn an armor or held a Knight’s Sword for over a year. The frequency of your meetings with your father also

Family. Your father passed on the title of Earl to your elder brother, Nicholas Weasley. You attended the celebratory banquet. Your

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

Province was the first one to get dragged

in possession of a Peak Quasi-Knight’s strength, you once more put on

they all died. You also were severely injured and fell into a coma, akin to a deathlike state. When

self-blame. The only thought that kept you alive was revenge. Your enemy was none other than that Grand

joined a clandestine assassination organization within the

forty-five: Years of assassinations and lingering injuries from the Lord’s War left you covered in scars. You used all your

successfully activate the Life Seed, 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

left with three years of life. You

bottle of “Golden Poison” in the Black Market. This poison was extracted from the fangs of a golden viper snake, but it was too