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Witcher's Quest
墨書 Inktalez
Daniel leaned gently against the lounge chair, enjoying the leisurely afternoon. Around him, maids softly massaged his back and legs, and as soon as he opened his mouth, fruits that had already been peeled were delivered to him.
Daniel was very satisfied with his current life; the only thing he disliked was the absence of a mobile phone. Accustomed to having "a device in hand, everything is at my command," Daniel felt quite uncomfortable. He could only tease the maids to pass the time.
Outside, a maid's charming voice called out, "I have come to see you, Lord Viscount."
Daniel quickly waved his hand, signaling the maid to tidy up and leave. He picked up a nearby sheepskin book and pretended to read it.
Viscount Harris walked in. His expression was solemn, with golden wavy curls cascading over his shoulders. He wore a white shirt with a waistcoat adorned with golden patterns over it, looking valiant and noble. His eyes were filled with affection as he looked at Daniel.
Especially when he saw Daniel studying earnestly, he felt even more pleased.
Viscount Harris was Daniel's father in this life, the Viscount of the Harris Family.
"Daniel, you are not young anymore; you should undergo knight training. If you can become a knight, you will be my pride."
"Mm," Daniel replied, putting down the thick sheepskin book in his hands. "Okay, please rest assured, Father. I will train hard to become a knight."
Although Daniel agreed, he did not take it seriously. He was a noble and would inevitably inherit the title of Viscount.
For him, becoming a knight held little significance. One could not expect a noble born into privilege to charge into battle with soldiers and defeat the enemy decisively. What use would that be for someone of his status?
Moreover, the Harris Family's Dover Duchy had enjoyed peace for three hundred years without any wars.
After training hard for over a decade to become a knight, it was likely he would never need those skills in his lifetime. The effort and reward were disproportionate; he had no intention of engaging in such foolishness.
Most importantly, medieval nobles were not as constrained as later nobles; their power within their territories could rival that of kings. Behind closed doors, they were like sovereigns of their own nations. Why would he give up being a local emperor to seek hardship? It was simply absurd.
As a transmigrator, what mattered most to him was the knowledge from his past life. For instance, there was a mine within his territory that, under his guidance, increased its efficiency by fifty percent, generating an additional five hundred Gold Talers each year.
Earning countless riches through one's own abilities and living well for the short span of a few decades is what he should be doing.
Viscount Harris watched this unfold, frowning.
The Harris Family is known for its valor, with each generation's head at least being a knight. He did not want his son to be a good-for-nothing who couldn't even lift a sword.
By nature, he would have slapped someone else by now, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it with Daniel.
His son was intelligent and could now help manage the territory, which made him very satisfied.
Years of interaction had taught Viscount Harris that Daniel was mature in character; strong-arming him wouldn't work, so he could only entice him.
"Daniel, from now on you need to take your knight training seriously. If you can become a knight, it will benefit you as well."
"What benefits could there be? Look at Baron Alze over there; he weighs over four hundred pounds and can barely walk, yet he's still a baron. No one can overturn that."
Viscount Harris was left speechless by the retort. After a while, he tried to entice him again, "You can't think like that. While ordinary knights may not seem useful, if you can become a Legendary Knight, you'll have a lifespan of two hundred years. Just think about how many years of life you could enjoy."
Daniel immediately became interested; he hadn't thought that a Legendary Knight could extend life. He couldn't help but ask, "Is that true? Can a Legendary Knight really live for over two hundred years?"
"Of course! This is widely recognized; no Legendary Knight has ever lived less than two hundred years. Many Legendary Knights even live to over three hundred years old. Within their families, they are revered as ancestors, and even emperors must treat them with respect. They are truly formidable."
Viscount Harris patted his chest in assurance.
"Oh, then that's fine. Whenever you become a Legendary Knight, I will definitely train hard."
Viscount Harris: "…"
In the end, he could only shake his head helplessly and leave.
Daniel lay in the armchair, deep in thought.
He had almost been drawn into it; becoming a Legendary Knight was not that easy. Just looking at the Dover Duchy and the surrounding countries, where no Legendary Knight had emerged for three hundred years, one could understand how difficult it was to advance to that level.
Daniel did not believe he could carve a bloody path through countless others to become legendary. Without any cheats or special abilities, thinking he could ascend to legendary status was a joke. Did he think everyone else was foolish?
Behind every individual who became legendary, there was an effort and opportunity beyond what ordinary people could imagine.
If only his Biological Chip were still functional, there might be a glimmer of hope.
The Biological Chip, developed in the late 21st century, had only two functions: storage and analysis.
Analysis involved basic logical reasoning. It synthesized data from various subjects like mathematics and physics learned by the user, performing comprehensive analysis and simulations to arrive at conclusions. The process and results were displayed automatically, making everything clear to the user.
Due to concerns about artificial intelligence affecting the human brain, the chip did not possess intelligence and could only act passively based on the user's commands.
The storage function was even simpler; it was a biological memory module independent of the brain, with a capacity far exceeding that of the human brain, capable of remembering everything perceived by the body without omission.
For example, if two people exchanged a glance from a hundred meters away, that scene would not be noticed by the user. Even if they met again later, the user might think it was their first encounter.
However, by checking the stored memories, they could see that initial meeting very clearly and recall all the details from that moment.
It was similar to reading a book; even someone with an exceptional memory would forget many details after reading it once.
Yet the chip had already stored everything. If needed, it could be accessed at any time, ensuring not even a punctuation mark would be missed.
It could be considered a second brain for the human body.
With the assistance of the chip, one could instantly possess an extraordinary memory and greatly enhanced computational abilities.
Now there are no such good things; it's better to just enjoy life in the territory and wait to become a Viscount, ruling like a local emperor!
"Beep, chip activated, Longteng 564155 is at your service. Do you require guidance?"
Daniel was startled; this was clearly the sound of the biological auxiliary chip activating. However, he had died in a car accident, and logically, his soul should have crossed over. How could the chip come along? This didn't make sense.
Daniel speculated to himself: "It seems that during the process of crossing over, a mutation occurred, merging the chip's functions with my soul. The Longteng chip used is directly embedded in the genetic chain and integrated with the human body. As long as the host does not die, it will automatically repair itself even if damaged."
This was undoubtedly a major discovery that confirmed the existence of the soul, which would drive those mad scientists at the academy crazy. If this information leaked out, it would guarantee a hundred years of slice research.
"I don't need it; destroy the automatic assistance and initialize the program."
With a beep, there was no further response from the chip. Daniel knew this was the last assistance sound from the chip; there would be no more prompts from now on.
For a moment, Daniel felt exhilarated, his breathing becoming slightly rapid. He understood very well what it meant to possess a Biological Chip in this era of cold weapons. Especially since he had supernatural knightly status, its effects were even more pronounced.
Just as Daniel had thought earlier, he absolutely did not believe he could become a Legendary Knight on his own. But with the help of the chip, his chances of promotion could be raised to at least seventy percent. He could become a National Guardian Warrior of the country, enjoying over two hundred years of lifespan while gaining both honor and prestige.
Opening his bright eyes, Daniel was filled with hope. He sent the maid away and quickly grabbed two books from his study, flipping through them rapidly, spending no more than half a second on each page. After spending an entire afternoon recording all the books in the study into the chip, he finally felt satisfied and left the study.
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