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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.

……

room that the Dawnstar family had prepared for him in

light

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 2.2]

[Realm: Peak Quasi-Knight]

[Magic: None]

Technique: Golden Lion

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

[Simulation Count: 1]

panel, the only difference being that the number

last month, he was now certain that the simulation

this time, it was exactly thirty days since he had last

coincidence, but if it happens twice, it can more or

was quite satisfied with having a

didn’t multiply, it could

to start Life

Cheney immediately

the previous two simulations, the blue light screen

gone through two

intently fixed on

had to make sure he didn’t miss

the low version of the

among the nobles. Your father, surprised at your innate giant strength, did not doubt you

bitterly and hit a bottleneck with incredible speed. In this year’s Hunting Day, you were once again

the official knight realm, but this year, Nellie Lilith, the Marquis of Dawnstar’s daughter, got engaged to

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

your training sessions. Usual

bliss, and the Path of the Knight seemed to have become an unbridgeable gap for you. However,

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

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

the simulator was quite unlike the real him. He should not have been so slack if he knew

related to the simulator

remained silent

territory was well-managed by you. In the same year,

thirty: With a complete family and a territory of your own, your life was cozy. You hadn’t worn an armor or held a Knight’s Sword for over a year. The frequency

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

was the newly-appointed Grand Duke Goshawk. It was a war that swept across the entire

escape from the sudden war. The Marquis of Dawnstar in the East River Province was the first one to get dragged into the war, and

more put on your armor, picked up the

died. You also were severely injured and fell

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

a clandestine assassination organization within the kingdom, and you forgot

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

less than a 10 percent chance of succeeding. But

only left with three years of life. You

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