Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

The people of Renekton have only a superficial understanding of wizards.

He has a brutal temperament, vicious methods, likes to wear black robes, and can use a power called "magic power" which is different from magic.

These traits are easy to fake.

But Moshe wants the people of this world to see a completely different kind of wizard.

They should come from the peace-loving, kind and enthusiastic witch clan, not from the hell filled with blazing flames and gloomy darkness.

Before the sky darkens completely, Moshe and Bellion have to prepare for tomorrow's "special meeting".

The first is the power that a wizard should possess, namely, magic power.

"Bellien, give me an item you carry with you. A pendant, a bracelet, a ring, a button on your clothes... or anything else. It's all fine."

Without hesitation, Bellion took out a small piece of wood from the lining and handed it to Moshe.

"Is this the remaining material for refining witch medicine?"

"Ah."

Mo Xie smiled and said, "It seems I can look forward to your new product."

After saying this, Mo Xie activated his magic power. A bright green light emerged and instantly covered his entire body.

The magic power transformed into the form of vines, slowly wrapped around the wood chips, and then continuously injected power into it.

A small object that replaces the spirit fetus to store magic power was born.

The second is the wizard's basic skill, witchcraft.

One thing that makes witchcraft different from magic is that it is more flexible in how it is performed.

There are no restrictions on attributes and formulas, and they can be freely arranged and combined.

"Give me a simple example." Mo Xie moved his fingers slightly, and the magic power turned into smooth lines, drawing a diagram in the air according to his idea.

"You can think of witchcraft as a low-structure material. It has no obvious structural arrangement, no fixed shape or function. It is all around us and can be found everywhere."

"For example, newspapers, cloth bags, bottles, buttons and other daily necessities."

The bright green lines quickly drew the corresponding objects.

"Another example is the building blocks and puzzle toys that children play with."

The lines separated and converged, soon outlining the shapes of the building block castle and the gear inserts.

"In other words, mental strength and imagination determine the upper limit of witchcraft. As long as you master these basics, you can also use witchcraft without my guidance."

Bellion listened carefully, "I understand."

"Okay, then next, I will cast three kinds of witchcraft on the wood chips."

Mo Xie snapped his left fingers, and the lines floating in the air and the vines wrapped around his wrist instantly decomposed into countless tiny particles of light.

The light particles spread out in the air, forming a circular and two square base arrays.

As soon as the bottom formation appeared, the whole hill was filled with a vibrant atmosphere.

Driven by instinct and wanting more nourishment, the grass shook its narrow leaves and gently stroked the boy's ankles.

Bellion glanced at the grass indifferently. At that moment, they felt a fierce electric current coming from the roots. Their whole bodies trembled, and every hair stood up, sending a warning of danger to their companions.

The grasses shrank back silently at an extremely slow speed, for fear of attracting the boy's attention.

"The first one is 'decomposition'. There are some forbidden magic that I know but have never used, so compared to 'dissolution', 'decomposition' is safer."

"The second is 'purification'. Combined with 'decomposition', it is equivalent to the effect of 'removal'."

"The third is 'enhancement'. If the opponent's realm is the same as mine or higher, this sorcery will be automatically triggered to counter it."

Mo Xie really didn't pay attention to the unusual movements around him. After all, he was used to the anthropomorphic behavior of the plants.

As he explained, he drew the key points of the base formation.

"That's it."

The complete magic circle continued to shrink and entered the wood chip filled with magic power.

Finally, the wizard's costume.

Moshe's eyes wandered over Bellion's body, and after a moment's hesitation, he said, "Perhaps we should go to the city streets and pick out some clothes that suit you."

"It's getting late, let's go back first."

"I made a midnight snack for you."

"No need to bother..."

"Please accept it."

"Haha - I didn't expect you to carry a lunch box with you? I'll enjoy it. Thank you."

The evening breeze brings a natural and refreshing atmosphere to the city.

The sky was infinitely vast, transitioning from dark blue to pure black. The stars twinkled as they watched the two of them walk away, talking and laughing.

On Wednesday afternoon of the second week, Moshe came to the translation department at the time agreed with Marthiri.

After entering the office, Mo Xie smiled, bowed slightly, and greeted the young teachers.

"Good afternoon, teachers."

The teachers looked up from the sea of ​​information and responded blankly:

"Hello, Mo Xie."

"good afternoon."

"Associate Professor Clapham is waiting for you inside."

Entering the inner room, Moshe saw a pale Matthias Clapham.

He was sitting on the sofa in a pure white robe, holding the heavy documents steadily with one hand and flipping through them mechanically with the other.

Hearing the noise, he turned his head and looked at Mo Xie with lifeless eyes, "Sit down."

But how did Associate Professor Clapham become like this in just one week?

Mo Xie did not sit down directly, but poured two glasses of water and brought them over.

When he saw the text on the document, he seemed surprised and asked, "Are you worried about the commission from your predecessor?"

Martyri nodded slightly and reached out to take the cup of water, "Well, thank you."

There is no need to hide the fact that we are searching for missing persons across the country and even the world, and it is impossible to hide it.

In recent days, Lovren Clapham and other predecessors have appeared more frequently, either eagerly asking about his progress in finding people, or accusing Lovren of going crazy, so much so that he would be disturbed when he was resting at night.

This was also the first time he had thoughts of disrespecting his ancestors.

"I met a man who claimed to be a wizard yesterday. Would you like to meet him?"

Martyri showed a look of surprise, "Where is he?"

"It's right outside the main gate of the academy. As you know, irrelevant personnel are not allowed to enter or leave the academy at will."

"Let's go." Martyr urged Moshe to stand up with his eyes.

Where had the wizard been hiding before? How did Moshe know the wizard? Was the man who claimed to be a wizard a liar?

These issues are now irrelevant.

As long as there is a possibility, he will try it.

Mo Xie smiled and said, "Okay, I'll lead the way for you."

The young teachers looked up with puzzled expressions.

Hmm? Classmate Mo Xie just arrived, why did he leave?

Confusion turned into shock.

Wait, he is followed by——

Associate Professor Clapham?!

Where are you going?!

Outside the college, in an alley where few people pass by.

[Can this person be trusted?]

Lovren, who was summoned by Marti, frowned and looked up and down at the young man who claimed to be a wizard.

Blue hair, silver eyes, handsome looks, no matter how you look at him, he is a man who lives in the sunshine. How can he look like a dark wizard?

And the person standing next to him, Moshe MacIntosh, had that strange wave coming out of his body again.

what exactly is it?

"You will know if it is credible after you try it." After saying that, Marty looked at the young man with blue hair and silver eyes, "Mr. Wizard, if you can really remove the witchcraft, then the Clapham family will definitely reward you handsomely."

The young man with blue hair and silver eyes said nothing, but just looked behind him calmly, as if there was something there.

Lovren was startled, he could feel the young man's gaze.

In other words, this self-proclaimed wizard can see me without any spiritual rituals?!

The young man with blue hair and silver eyes took out...

A wood chip?

I don't know what he did, but the wood chip suddenly emitted a dazzling green light.

The light scattered and formed two circles in the air, then rushed towards Lovren at lightning speed.

[wait……]

What does he want to do? !

Lovren had no time to dodge, and his entire soul was imprinted in the circle, looking like a slice of cheese sandwiched by bread.

After confirming that Lovren's soul was not damaged, Martiri whispered, "What are you doing?"

[Yeah, what do you want to do?!]

Lovren echoed, somewhat angrily.

"The spell has been broken."

The blue-haired, silver-eyed young man's words made the two Claphams freeze in place.

[Is it resolved now?!]

Lovren couldn't believe that the witchcraft that had troubled him for a hundred years was lifted so easily.

Marti quickly recovered and asked Lovren: "What's that person's name?"

[The child’s name is——]