The Wizard Path From The Simulator - Chapter 9

Chapter 9: Chapter 9 “New Simulation” and “Official Knight”! (Looking for Chase Studying)

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Deep inside Solar Mountain, a big tree stood.

The huge cover was full of numerous branches and leaves.

A mild breeze swept by means of, inflicting the leaves to sway delicately within the wind, rustling softly.

On a department, a inexperienced venomous snake was slowly slithering about.

The snake had a flat head, a excessive nostril bridge, small and crafty eyes. The daylight, unobstructed by the leaves, shone ominously on the snake.

The following second, the sound of speeding air crammed the air as an arrow pinned the snake to the tree.

The venomous snake, its physique coated with needle-like scales just like fish scales, opened its mouth in the meanwhile of influence, revealing two sharp fangs.

Its frenzied writhing was to no avail. Even a wizard couldn’t put it aside, its head having been pierced.

Seeing that the snake had stopped struggling, Milton Cheney didn’t strategy.

It was now the seventh day since Searching Day had begun.

For the reason that begin of Searching Day, it could possibly be stated that Cheney was within the highlight.

Hiding the prey he had hunted was unimaginable.

By now, everybody knew that the son of the Far East Earl had the energy of a quasi-knight.

And the rumors solely exaggerated additional. Within the eyes of many now, Milton Cheney was an official knight.

Malcolm had additionally particularly discovered Cheney to inquire about this, and Cheney’s response was that it was all as a consequence of luck.

After all, nobody would consider that.

Operating right into a fierce beast by luck was one factor, however operating into three was pushing it.

The nobles now checked out Cheney with an involuntary trace of awe of their eyes, and even Malcolm’s eyes had been full of undisguised worship.

It could possibly be stated that first place on this Searching Day was already Cheney’s.

Nevertheless, Cheney didn’t care an excessive amount of about this. In any case, his unique intention of coming right here was to undergo the method, and all of those had been surprising.

Packing up his longbow, Cheney slowly walked towards the outskirts of Solar Mountain.

He didn’t plan to remain right here any longer, and looking any extra was meaningless.

Now {that a} new alternative for simulation had arrived, Cheney deliberate to make use of it as quickly as attainable.

He felt that this simulation would possibly yield some totally different outcomes.

……

Returning to the room that the Dawnstar household had ready for him in Extra fort, Cheney sat on an extended bench.

The following second, a clear blue gentle display appeared in entrance of him.

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 2.2]

[Realm: Peak Quasi-Knight]

[Magic: None]

[Breathing Technique: Golden Lion Breathing Technique (Proficiency 32/800)]

[Knight Skills: Lionheart Slash (Proficiency 42/800), Basic Riding Skills (Proficiency 128/800), Basic Archery Skills (Proficiency 630/800), Basic Swordsmanship (Mastered 523/1600), Basic Fighting Skills (Mastered 115/1600)…]

[Simulation Count: 1]

There wasn’t a lot change within the attribute panel, the one distinction being that the quantity representing the simulation depend had modified from 0 to 1.

If Milton Cheney had been suspicious final month, he was now sure that the simulation depend was certainly as soon as each thirty days.

As a result of this time, it was precisely thirty days since he had final acquired a simulation.

As soon as is perhaps a coincidence, but when it occurs twice, it will possibly roughly be confirmed.

Cheney was fairly glad with having a simulation as soon as a month.

So long as the time to accumulate simulations didn’t multiply, it could possibly be thought of excellent news for him.

[Do you want to start Life Simulation?]

Seeing this immediate, Cheney instantly answered ‘sure’ in his thoughts.

Identical to the earlier two simulations, the blue gentle display disappeared immediately.

A string of black textual content emerged. Having already gone by means of two simulations, Cheney was naturally conversant in the method.

So, Cheney held his breath, his eyes intently fastened on the black textual content earlier than him.

He had to ensure he didn’t miss any data.

[Life Simulation has begun, due to the low version of the simulator, it only supports text simulation.]

[Seventeen years old: you won first place on Hunting Day, earning considerable prestige among the nobles. Your father, surprised at your innate giant strength, did not doubt you and taught you the Golden Lion Breathing Technique.]

[Eighteen years old: with no resistance, you practiced the Golden 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 the Marquis of Dawnstar’s daughter heated up rapidly.]

[Nineteen years old: you are still stuck at the official knight realm, but this year, Nellie Lilith, the Marquis of Dawnstar’s daughter, got engaged to you.]

[At twenty: you and Nellie Lilith have officially married, and the Golden Lion Family and the Dawnstar Family have formed a union through marriage.]

[At twenty-one: you indulged in marital pleasures, reducing your training sessions. Usual eight-hour practice sessions have been shortened to three hours.]

[At twenty-two: you remained indulged in domestic bliss, and the Path of the Knight seemed to have become an unbridgeable gap for you. However, you didn’t insist and casually went through training as if completing a mission.]

[At twenty-four: your father allocated a territory for you in the Far East Territory, thus you became a Lord. In the same year, your first daughter was born and you named her Jasmine Weasley.]

[At twenty-six: You stopped honing your physical skills. You felt that being a Lord was decent and you didn’t dwell on becoming an official Knight anymore.]

Milton Cheney frowned barely upon studying this. The him within the simulator was fairly in contrast to the true him. He mustn’t have been so slack if he knew concerning the upcoming Lord’s Struggle.

It’s extremely possible that some recollections associated to the simulator had been blocked within the simulation.

Thus, Milton Cheney remained silent and continued studying.

[At 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 Zeus Wesley.]

[At 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 of your meetings with your father also gradually reduced.]

[At thirty-two: Like always, a significant event occurred in the Golden Lion Family. Your father passed on the title of Earl to your elder brother, Nicholas Weasley. You attended the celebratory banquet. Your elder brother didn’t deprive you of your privileges, despite becoming an Earl. Your life carried on as usual.]

[At thirty-five: The Lord’s War broke out. The instigator of this war was the newly-appointed Grand Duke Goshawk. It was a war that swept across the entire kingdom.]

[At thirty-six: No one could 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 the Golden Lion Family couldn’t escape from it either.]

[At thirty-seven: Being in possession of a Peak Quasi-Knight’s strength, you once more put on your armor, picked up the heavy Sword, and plunged head-first into the Lord’s War.]

[At thirty-nine: War was 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 and fell into a coma, akin to a deathlike state. When you climbed out from the pile of bodies, you were in utter despair.]

[At forty: Hatred immersed you in boundless self-blame. The only thought that kept you alive was revenge. Your enemy was none other than that Grand Duke Goshawk.]

[At forty-two: You joined a clandestine assassination organization within the kingdom, and you forgot your previous name.]

[At forty-five: Years of assassinations and lingering injuries from the Lord’s War left you covered in scars. You used all your savings to buy a bottle of secret medicine from the Black Market.]

[At forty-six: After taking the secret medicine, you managed to 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 managed to activate the Life Seed and became a Knight!]

[At forty-seven: The after-effects of the secret medicine were significant; you were only left with three years of life. You started plotting a revenge plan against Grand Duke Goshawk. For this, you had already prepared seven years.]

[At forty-eight: You obtained a bottle of “Golden Poison” in the Black Market. This poison was extracted from the fangs of a golden viper snake, but it was too conspicuous and couldn’t be used for assassination.]

[At forty-nine: After racking your brains and countless experiments, using all your past-life knowledge, you purified an actual odorless and tasteless deadly poison.]

[At fifty: After years of planning, you snuck into the birthday banquet of Grand Duke Goshawk’s eldest son. You tampered with the banquet food. Hatred made you think that no one present was innocent. The effect of this toxin was slow, the poison tester didn’t notice anything abnormal. Your plan was successful. Over two hundred people that attended the banquet didn’t survive. Many ardent lives were lost due to your single thought. You too ingested the poison at the banquet and died. This tragedy shocked the entire Frostwinter Kingdom, but it had nothing to do with you any longer.]

[Simulation Ends, please select your reward!]

[Retain Realm] or [Retain Technique]

Silence echoed, it was noiseless!

This was the primary time Milton was so emotionally affected by a simulated life.

Regardless of it being simply textual content, Milton may nonetheless really feel the despair of his simulated self.

His simulated self didn’t have any exterior plugins.

However after witnessing each one in every of his member of the family die brutally, he relied on his past-life recollections to formulate a bottle of odorless and tasteless poison.

Milton may hardly think about what sort of determined feelings that should have been.

And he may hardly think about the method of refining the poison would have been how tough, he solely knew the phrases alone made him really feel oppressed.

Milton let loose a deep sigh, after which cleared away all of his adverse feelings.

Milton calmed down shortly since this was simply part of the simulation. He would by no means let such a factor occur in actuality.

“Retain Realm!”

The second the thought crossed his thoughts, a major change occurred in Milton’s physique.

His heartbeat began to hurry up, the loud thumping of his coronary heart seemingly transmitting outdoors his physique.

If he may introspect, he would discover a golden seed-like construction having taken root within the heart of his coronary heart.

Numerous golden airflows emerged from this seed, first entwining his coronary heart after which spreading all through his complete physique.

The feeling of this airflow was extraordinarily palpable. Milton may even really feel as if one thing was making an attempt to surge out from inside his physique.

He may really feel his energy skyrocketing, seemingly possessing a mountain-crushing would possibly with even a easy clench of his fist.

All his muscular tissues swelled; every breath he took was accompanied by a big, mechanical sound.

As time ticked away, his swollen muscular tissues steadily returned to regular.

The sound of his respiration too steadily returned to its normal state, only a bit extra elongated.

Milton clenched his fist tightly.

He felt that he may even burst a set of iron armor together with his present self.

After all, it wouldn’t be that exaggerated.

Even a Grand Knight may solely reduce by means of the iron armor with a sword.

Bursting it barehanded was simply an phantasm caused by the sudden improve in energy.

The following second, Milton visualized a thought. Instantly, a clear blue gentle display reappeared earlier than him.