Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

"In order to obtain certain materials, I secretly followed the Royal Knights into the Frost Tundra Ruins. First, I found this portrait in the ice village, and then I found Mr. Nolan's body in the frozen castle."

[The Frost Tundra Ruins... Yeah, why didn't I think of that? That's the only place I haven't been to! But why the Frost Tundra Ruins? That's not the royal family... Ah.]

Lovren seemed to have thought of something, and his expression suddenly became ugly.

Marty's face also looked gloomy, and the air pressure around him suddenly dropped.

"In order to maintain some kind of forbidden witchcraft, his body was broken down into different parts and sealed in ice crystals. Then, it served as an 'influence' to assimilate the invaders."

What Bellion described was exactly what Moshe had experienced. In order to make it all sound reasonable, he created a situation for searching for materials and changed the order of events.

[Disintegrate?! How could they... How dare they do this! Just for the Holy Spirit Festival?!]

Lovren and Martiri opened their eyes wide at the same time, looking incredulous.

"There is a layer of reinforcement magic on the icicle that seals Mr. Nolan's head."

This was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Lovren was so angry that he was shaking all over. His anger was about to solidify into substance, and even the liquid in the air began to tremble.

——Boom, boom, boom!

The decorative painting hanging on the wall fell to the ground and broke into two pieces. The small vase used as decoration on the table shook, splashing water and soaking the expensive table mat.

With the help of powerful force, the invisible soul gradually gained a clear outline.

It was at this moment that the people in the living room truly realized that no matter how crybaby and childish this old man had behaved before, he was a powerful and titled lord during his lifetime.

"Lord Lovren, please calm down first." Although Marti said this, the veins on his neck were bulging, and he was obviously suppressing his emotions.

[Calm down? I can't calm down at all! When I think about what happened to Nolan, I can't wait to go to the palace and question him!]

Lovren's palm seemed to turn into a sharp sword, with the tip as the center, rolling up a vortex of wind, messing up the furnishings in the hall.

[So what if he's dead? The king... that despicable old man, an accomplice to the heinous crimes! How could he treat the Clapham family like this, and repay our loyalty like this?! I will make him and his descendants pay the price!]

Bellion raised his hand to block the debris for Moshe, and then opened a solid barrier to completely isolate the dangerous factors.

[Master Wizard, in the name of the 20th Marquis of Clapham, I ask you to take good care of my child, Nolan.]

Seeing that Moche was almost scratched by the debris, Lovren calmed down a little.

His child's soul was still in the teenager's body.

[The Clapham family will definitely repay you double.]

At the same time as the soul appeared, the old man's vicissitudes of life voice also clearly reached their ears.

"Please rest assured." Bellion responded with a sincere tone.

Lovren turned his head and looked at Moshe deeply, as if he wanted to find traces of his child through his body.

Then he disappeared.

In an instant, with that powerful force and pressure, he disappeared without a trace, leaving only the mess in the room.

Marty slowly came out of the state of suppressing his emotions and said in a hoarse voice: "Mr. Wizard, can you tell me where you live? The Clapham family will pay you the first reward."

Bellion seemed to be thinking, and after a moment's silence, he said, "It's just a small favor, no need for payment."

This was something that Moshe and Bellion had discussed in advance.

The original intention of helping the 20th Marquis of Clapham was to relieve the pressure on Frohn and to make up for the harm caused to people by wizards.

If I must accept the reward, it is not now.

Moshe has a long-term vision.

Wouldn't it be more cost-effective to save this favor for use at some critical moment in the future?

"...I understand." Marty was a smart man and naturally understood what they meant. He didn't say anything more and stood up to see them out.

On the way back to the academy, Mo Xie suddenly felt a familiar fluctuation of power.

He touched the control-free amulet on his chest and said to Bellion, "Bellion, you go back first."

"Yes." Bellion never asked about Moshe's affairs. He would do whatever Moshe said.

The passers-by in the city seemed not to notice the tall young man. When he disappeared in an instant, people passed by without blinking and acted as if nothing had happened.

Following the guidance of the control-free amulet, Mo Xie came to a bell tower at the junction of the college area and the royal city area.

There was no magic bus on this route, so he couldn't use the teleportation scroll and had to rely solely on his legs to walk the long distance.

At this time, the effect of strengthening the physical fitness becomes apparent.

My body, which used to be so exhausted that it would gasp for breath and sweat profusely after just a little activity, can now withstand greater amounts of exercise without getting red in the face or out of breath.

Moshe stood at the foot of the clock tower and looked up at the huge dial.

Initially, the main function of clock towers was to tell time and tell the time, but over time, they have become landmark buildings that carry a country's history and culture.

Meeting in the empty bell tower, what did the man want to do?

Thinking of this, Mo Xie entered the narrow gate. He did not choose to climb the stairs on foot. Instead, he used the guard's move "Ride the Wind". As if flying on the wind, he lightly tapped the stairs with his toes and soon reached the top of the bell tower.

"Long time no see, Xiao Mo."

Before I saw the person, I heard his voice first.

Beside the stone fence, a man with black hair and black eyes waved at him.

This name is really...

Mo Xie walked to a position two meters away from him and stopped, "What do you want me to do?"

"Well... nothing much, just checking in to see how you've been doing and fulfilling my responsibilities and obligations as a master."

The man changed into a new shell.

According to him, it is a temporary container for him to use.

The new shell looked more handsome than the last time, with black hair hanging down neatly, revealing a pair of dark, empty eyes. He looked like a young man of about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

"I'm doing fine," Moshe replied calmly.

The man seemed to smile. "It seems so. That amulet is very useful, right?"

Mo Xie nodded, it was indeed useful.

If he didn't have this control-free amulet, he might have to use another more complicated method to save Fron whose magic power was out of control.

The man watched him quietly and said, "I did it."

"You actually did it?" Mo Xie was stunned for a moment, then said with a gleam in his eyes, "Then you are really amazing."

There are many people who can make amulets, but there are very few people who can make amulets that are immune to high-level and lower control magic. It can even be said that there are very few, so he sincerely admires them.

Seeing his reaction, the man suddenly opened his coat and said in a displaying gesture: "I still have a lot."

Mo Xie blinked his eyes when he was blinded by the bright light, and when he looked again, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

The inside of the man's clothes was actually covered with strange-shaped amulets, the surface of which gleamed with metallic luster, and were engraved with neat characters and intricate patterns. Each one looked extremely rare and expensive.

"Do you want it?" He asked sincerely with his empty eyes.