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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.

……

had prepared for him in More castle, Cheney sat on a

light screen appeared in front

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 2.2]

[Realm: Peak Quasi-Knight]

[Magic: None]

Lion Breathing

(Proficiency 42/800), Basic Riding Skills (Proficiency 128/800), Basic Archery Skills (Proficiency 630/800), Basic Swordsmanship

[Simulation Count: 1]

much change in the attribute panel, the only difference being that the number representing

now certain that the simulation count was

time, it was exactly thirty days since he had

be a coincidence, but if it happens

with having

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

to start Life

prompt, Cheney immediately answered ‘yes’ in his

simulations,

black text emerged. Having already gone through two simulations,

his breath, his eyes intently fixed

make sure

begun, due to the low version of the

considerable prestige among the nobles. Your father, surprised at your innate giant strength, did not doubt you and taught you the Golden Lion Breathing

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

years old: you are still stuck at the official knight realm, but this year, Nellie Lilith, the Marquis of Dawnstar’s

twenty: you and Nellie Lilith have officially married, and the Golden Lion Family and the Dawnstar Family

sessions. Usual eight-hour practice

an unbridgeable gap for you.

you became a Lord. In the same year, your first daughter was born and

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

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 about

related to

Milton Cheney remained silent and continued

twenty-eight: you 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 named him

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

your elder brother, Nicholas Weasley. You attended the celebratory banquet. Your elder brother didn’t deprive you of your privileges, despite becoming

Lord’s War broke out. The instigator of this war was the newly-appointed Grand Duke

of Dawnstar in the East River Province was the first one

once more put on your

brutal, especially when the Kingdom’s Epic Knight entered the battle, your father, elder brother, wife, son, daughter, they all died. You also were severely injured

forty: Hatred immersed you in boundless self-blame. The only thought that kept you alive was revenge. Your

forty-two: You joined a clandestine assassination organization within the kingdom, and you forgot your

assassinations and lingering injuries from the Lord’s War left you covered in scars. You used all your savings to

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 managed to activate

were significant; you were only left with three years of life. You started

the Black Market. This poison was extracted from the