Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

——I am not capable of taking on this responsibility, so please choose someone else, teacher.

Looking at the two sisters who were so excited and laughing happily, Mo Xie pondered for a moment and swallowed his words of refusal.

He is a member of the witch tribe, a wizard, and the last tribe leader of the Magic Queen era.

But after using his supernatural powers to reverse the natural disaster, he was reborn into a world that was similar to the original world, yet completely different.

He was originally the second son of a noble family and did not have the blood of the witch clan.

Only by relying on the magic power imprinted in the soul by the pure-blooded supreme wizard can one use magic power, cultivate the spiritual fetus, and perform witchcraft.

As Moshe MacIntosh, he had more important goals to achieve.

Because it involves gods and rules, this process is destined not to be smooth.

Becoming the patriarch of the witch clan means being responsible for all the witches in this world.

He was worried that he would not be able to be a competent leader, and would instead become a burden to his fellow tribesmen, causing this tribe, which was already rotting from the root, to sink deeper into the quagmire.

If you can't take responsibility, don't accept it in the first place.

If you accept it, you must accept it completely, its sins, and its remaining conscience.

That’s what Mo Xie thought.

At this time, Cherry shook the red wine bottle and said, "Chief, would you like a drink?"

Mo Xie smiled slightly, picked up the teacup and said to her: "I am not old enough to drink alcohol, so tea is fine."

Cherry was still in a good mood. When she heard the rejection, she just nodded with satisfaction, "Good boy."

Chief? This is the first time someone calls me that. Mo Xie pondered over these two words in his mind.

After all, before joining the Liberator Alliance, he was the only one left in his tribe.

In the dark night sky, the bright moon sheds its light, gently accompanying all living things in nature.

It was not yet curfew, so the two sisters started talking about other things.

It turned out that they used the connections and funds accumulated over the years to gradually destroy and clear out everything related to the witches and wizards in the Kingdom of Rekton, including artifacts, books, and the lives of wizards...

For example, the witch-related ornaments in the city’s street shops.

For example, the book about strange stories of the Western Continent in the library of the Royal Academy had been returned on time, but disappeared out of thin air during the month-end settlement.

Another example is the end of the five hundred wizards at Cherry's hands.

It just so happened that the king and the upper nobles wanted to erase the dark history of Renekton being invaded by wizards, so they cooperated in secret and condoned their behavior of violating the laws of the kingdom.

Cherry is in charge of external affairs, socializing, and eliminating targets.

Neely is in charge of internal affairs, integrating resources and managing funds.

This is truly a legendary experience, Mo Xie sighed in his heart.

Cherry lowered her head, her long hair half covering her face, as if she was mumbling to herself, "Sister, let's go home and take a look some other day."

"Sister, are you drunk?" Neely was surprised. With their physical conditions, they should not react to alcohol.

"I'm not drunk, I just feel..." Cherry spoke the second half of the sentence very softly, and even Neely, who was sitting next to her, couldn't hear it clearly.

She raised her head, rested her forehead on her wrist, showed her usual gentle smile and said to Mo Xie: "It's time, you go back and rest."

"Good night, our little patriarch."

The barrier is lifted.

When Mo Xie returned to the dormitory, he was surprised to find that the lights were on and everyone was awake.

"Mo Xie! Save me!" Dalio wailed with tears in his eyes.

Mo Xie felt a little amused and sat down next to him, "What's wrong?"

"There is a monthly test for Chinese language tomorrow, but I don't know which part to review." Dalio pulled his curly hair, looking anxious and restless. "No, I should say that I have forgotten all the knowledge I learned before! I will definitely fail! Shame! It's so shameful!"

"Don't worry, let's review together." Mo Xie's voice was gentle and soft, "Chinese language is not your major, you are already very good."

Dario looked into Moshe's light brown eyes and pursed his lips unconsciously.

"What you have studied carefully will not be forgotten so easily. As long as you review the basics and build a knowledge structure, you can review smoothly."

"Really?" Dalio gradually calmed down, with anticipation glittering in his eyes.

Mo Xie nodded seriously, "Really."

Who is Moshe? Moshe is a person who is appreciated by Associate Professor Clapham and is his chosen class representative!

Dalio did not doubt him and rekindled his confidence, "Then let's get started now! Please!"

Mo Xie took out the textbook and notebook, and carefully and patiently sorted out the knowledge points for him, circling the key points.

After all, Chinese is his mother tongue, and he finished the review quickly according to his understanding and pace.

Dalio finally crawled into bed with peace of mind, and within a minute, his breathing became even and steady.

In the middle school dormitory building, the last flash of light also dimmed.

Moshe lay flat on the bed, closed his eyes, and folded his hands on his abdomen.

Meditation before going to bed is essential, as his current mental strength limit is far from enough.

In the spiritual world, the film on the surface of the dark area suddenly sank a little, as if it was one step closer to unlocking the blockade.

The next morning, Dalio and Moshe took all their exam supplies and went to the cafeteria to have breakfast leisurely.

To get a good grade in the exam, you need not only comprehensive knowledge and a clear mind, but also sufficient physical strength.

Dalio wanted to eat something with a lot of oil and salt, so he and Moshe got their food separately.

Standing in front of the fast food window, Moshe once again got an extra-large deluxe sandwich.

"Thank you."

After the first exception, there will be a second and a third. Mo Xie didn't say much and accepted the kindness.

Neely chuckled and waved at him, "Good luck on the exam."

After breakfast, they came to the classroom where they usually had classes.

Familiar classmates, unfamiliar invigilators, this is their examination room.

The monthly test consists of two test papers, printed on one side. There are not many questions, but the spaces left are very large, and you can tell at a glance that you have to write a lot.

Mo Xie looked at the test paper, feeling a little weird.

This was probably the first time in his life that he took an exam. Unlike his classmates, he was not nervous but felt relaxed and happy instead.

Then he finished answering the test paper completely and fluently, as if he was having a conversation with the teacher who set the questions.

An hour later.

"Stop writing." The invigilator stood up and collected the test papers. The monthly test was over.

Dario packed up his things like a tornado, quickly ran to Moshe, and looked at him with eager eyes, "This year's test questions are so difficult... Fortunately, you are here, Moshe."

Without Moshe, he would have most likely failed his monthly test.

If my father and brother see this, the consequences will be disastrous!

Dario ruffled his fluffy curly hair.

He began to think about how to repay Moshe for his help.

Why not just give Mo Xie a box of potions?

But I’ve never seen him drink potions before. Could it be that he doesn’t like it?

Dalio's eyes turned and he was suddenly stunned. "Isn't that Associate Professor Clapham? Why does he look uh...melancholy?"