The Wizard Path From The Simulator

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.

But, after taking over Vernon Wesley’s body, Milton still fell into the cursed state.

Although he didn’t know why the cursed state was purged, Milton felt it might have something to do with his time-traveling.

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

The blood has stopped flowing, but the sticky sensation on his face is still making him uncomfortable.

Milton gently rubs his temples to alleviate his headache.

While the curse has been lifted, he can still feel the sensation of drowning.

His memories have been fully sorted out.

He has time-traveled to a kingdom similar to medieval Europe.

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

The territory bestowed to the Earl is vast. Comparatively, Milton’s father’s territory is roughly equivalent to a first-tier city in his previous life.

Only because of this status is Milton immediately aware of the existence of wizards upon his arrival.

That’s right, unlike medieval Europe, this world has transcendent power.

Aside from wizards, in Milton’s memory, knights who activated the Life Seed are also not ordinary people.

In Milton’s memory, when Vernon was very little, his father, Arthur Wesley, took him to test for his wizard talent.

The result wasn’t that he had no talent at all, but it wasn’t much better. The talent he tested for was Level 5.

With this level of talent, even if he practiced the meditation technique for his entire life, he could only reach the level of a Level 2 Wizard Apprentice at most.

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

He didn’t let Vernon venture out to follow the elusive wizard path. Instead, he took his predecessor back home to their territory.

Being a wealthy heir was better than becoming a test subject in the Wizard Continent, right?

While Vernon’s father had never been to the Wizard Continent, he still understood it.

A Level 5 Wizard Apprentice there would only be treated as a test subject.

The wizards of the Wizard Continent wouldn’t care about your social status, even if you were a prince.

“Sigh, to think that I can’t explore the mysterious wizard path even after time-traveling. This traveler is a failure.”

Milton sighs in his heart, but he doesn’t allow any sense of despair to creep in, at most, he feels disappointed.

After all, his birthright is already better than countless others.

Being born a son of an Earl can be said to be like being born in Rome. What else can he possibly complain about? Even if he can’t become a wizard, being a knight is still a possibility.

Gathering his thoughts, Milton stands up.

Upon getting up, Milton Cheney tried to move his body and found there was no discomfort.

he was in far better condition than when he’d first crossed over, no longer having the sensation of being on the verge of drowning.

Milton Cheney moved toward the area where he usually groomed himself, using the memories in his mind as a guide.

He planned to bathe, change his clothes and then find his father in this world. He had some questions to discuss with him.

However, once he reached the bathhouse, he found he now had an inexplicable fear of water.

He didn’t know whether the curse of the previous Wizard Apprentice had left any side effects in this body, but he had an instinctive urge to flee as soon as he saw water.

Milton Cheney forcefully overcame this discomfort, simply rinsing himself with water, and then changing into clean clothes.

His complexion looked unhealthy, one could even say it was very poor.

But presently, Milton Cheney could not bother about that as he urgently needed to meet his father in this world.

Because his predecessor had not liked being attended to by others, Milton’s living quarters were mostly solitary.

Even his small estate lacked any guards.

His predecessor’s father had frequently admonished him, but the predecessor had always refused to listen.

If Milton Cheney hadn’t crossed over, in all probability, the predecessor’s corpse would have been discovered by a maid cleaning the room in a couple of days.

The place where Milton Cheney lived was very close to his father Earl Arthur’s residence.

Although they had been living separately for a long time, they still resided in the same large estate.

Milton set off for his father’s residence without any further delay.

He finally got his wish and saw the Far East Earl.

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

“What happened, you don’t look well?”

Arthur looked at Milton and spoke, his voice mellow, and concern clearly visible in his tone.

Milton Cheney was about to reply, but then he froze in place.

Because a cold robotic voice abruptly resounded in his mind.

[All negative status has been cleared, Wizard’s Life Simulator has been bound!]

[Do you want to open the Attribute Panel?]

Milton Cheney nodded instinctively in his heart.

In the next moment, a transparent blue light screen appeared in front of him.

[Name: Milton Cheney]

[Spirit: 1.3]

[Physique: 0.9]

[Realm: None]

[Magic: None]

[Knight Skills: None]

[Simulation Count: 1]

[Note: Automatically transformed into an Attribute Panel that the host’s worldview can understand]

After the Attribute Panel appeared, a prompt immediately followed.

[Do you want to activate the Life Simulation?]

“No.”

Milton instinctively refused, now understanding that the cheat plugin had arrived!

“Vernon?”

Arthur’s voice reached Milton’s ears again, bringing him out of his daze.

“Oh, I beg your pardon, father. Don’t worry about me, I just accidentally fell and nearly drowned in the bath.”

Milton responded, his tone carrying a hint of embarrassment.

Upon hearing this, Arthur gave Milton a suspicious look but didn’t say any more.

At this time, Milton didn’t care about the Knight’s Breathing Technique as he was eager to research this suddenly appearing plugin.

So, he organized his thoughts and bade farewell to his father, Earl Arthur.

Although Arthur found his son’s behavior strange, he just shook his head and let it be.

After returning to his small estate, Milton quickly reopened the panel and focused on the simulation count section.

The next moment, the same black words emerged before his eyes as before.

[Do you want to activate the Life Simulation?]

“Yes!”

Milton did not hesitate to answer.