Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

The morning mist filled the air, like a layer of veil, gently surrounding the distant mountains.

The maids and waiters walked on the clear dewdrops and came to their respective posts, starting a busy and fulfilling day.

Arthurs was the only minor in Fort McIntosh. His eyes were hazy with traces of tears in the corners, and he looked like he had not woken up yet.

Even so, he still dragged his heavy steps to the window and looked into the distance stubbornly.

What is the connection between my physical sleepiness and my mental activity?

Today is a day worth celebrating, so I can't sleep in. Arthurs lay on the windowsill and blinked slowly.

Ever since Euphemia went to the academy, he had buried himself in books every day, studying day and night, until he could always answer fluently any questions the teacher asked.

A month later, under the astonished gaze of his teacher, he completed all the basic courses and began to prepare for the entrance examination of Wangjia College.

He is doing his best to achieve these two challenging goals: to impress Euphemia and to gain the praise of his brother, Frohn.

The morning mist dissipated, the sun was high in the sky, and more and more people and carriages appeared on the road leading to the royal city.

I wonder where they are now... Arthurs's eyes fell on the place where the teleportation array usually appeared, and his heart beat faster for some reason.

——Boom, boom, boom.

Maybe it's twin telepathy? he thought.

——Bang, bang, bang.

Maybe the guards are moving things?

—Bang! Bang! Bang!

Arthur frowned slightly, feeling the huge noise gradually overlap with his heartbeat.

He looked down and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

"Morning, Master Arthurs." The waiter bowed with a respectful attitude, "Master Frohn ordered us to take out the fruit and juice of the 'bell tree' to be used for cooking breakfast today."

"Oh." Arthur waved his hand gently, signaling them to continue working.

The bell tree, as the name suggests, is a tree whose fruit can make a bell sound.

Its superior species is the umbrella tree, which has a thick trunk and huge fruits that hang upside down on the branches like an umbrella, hence the name.

The umbrella tree could only grow in the desert originally, but after long-term research and experiments by Rekton botanists and geographers, the seedlings successfully bloomed and bore fruit in artificial sand, but the tree was smaller and the fruits were smaller and fuller, in the shape of a bell.

Thus, a subspecies of the umbrella tree, the bell tree, was born.

But why would Brother Frohn suddenly cut down the bell tree? Just for breakfast?

Arthurs stretched out his hand, grasped the air vaguely, and thought.

Like the purple-gold rose, the bell tree is a very precious plant, and only a few nobles and wealthy businessmen in the Kingdom of Renekton can obtain it.

The whole fruit of the bell tree has the effect of eliminating fatigue and promoting blood circulation.

The most magical thing is its trunk, which stores light yellow juice. When taken with the Longye Binglu Flower, it can make people meet the people or things they want to see in their dreams.

For the spiritually impoverished citizens of Renekton, this is something that is very worthwhile to enjoy.

Suddenly, a purple magic circle appeared not far away. Arthurs instantly perked up, quickly put on his clothes, and ran downstairs.

They're back!

The young man's body was as fast as the wind. With a slight effort of his feet, he flew several meters away, making people wonder if he had a pair of wings on his back.

His fluffy golden hair danced against the wind, and under the sunlight, it showed the color of high-purity gold. His deep blue eyes reflected the beautiful scenery of early autumn, as well as three familiar figures.

The teleportation was completed, the magic circle faded, and Arthurs happened to land lightly on the ground, and then shouted excitedly: "Welcome back! Brother Fron! Yufei!"

Frohn nodded calmly, "Yes."

Euphemia stared at him, as if waiting for something.

"......?" Arthur showed a puzzled expression, not understanding why they were still standing there.

The atmosphere became quiet for a moment, and Euphemia, who was usually calm, was almost laughing at him.

"Let's go, Moshe, Brother Fron." After saying that, the little lady with beautiful long light golden hair smiled and took the arm of the black-haired boy beside her, walked around Arthurs, and walked towards the castle without looking back.

Arthurs frowned slightly, "Yuffie?"

Arthurs was not stupid. With his previous experience, he knew that the relationship between Euphemia and Moshe had eased. Now she was angry at him for not saying hello to Moshe.

And Frohn said nothing, but just looked at him deeply, and then followed without hesitation.

"Brother Frohn?" But why Brother Frohn?

At this moment, Arthurs had not yet realized that even more shocking things were yet to come.

Back at Fort McIntosh, on the way to the restaurant, the maids and waiters all bowed in the most standard manners.

Moshe kept his arms naturally bent, matching Euphemia's pace and walking steadily on the stone ground.

As we get closer and closer to the familiar door, the rich fragrance fills the air, making us eager to find out what’s going on.

"Where is mother?" Euphemia couldn't ignore her twin brother after all.

Arthurs's expression suddenly became a little lonely, "Not here."

Euphemia does not have separation anxiety and is relatively independent. She is accustomed to her mother being busy at work.

She could only comfort him, "Mother should be able to rest after a while."

The head of the family, Artborg, was working overtime in the palace, and his wife, Winry, was out processing trade orders, and lately she either came back late or stayed in a hotel.

This sumptuous and expensive breakfast was enjoyed by all three children.

There were appetizers on the long table, and the chairs were pushed in. It was not because of the carelessness of the maids and waiters, but because it was in line with the dining etiquette of the Kingdom of Rekton.

If the chair is in, it means no one is eating, and the food and tableware are all brand new. When someone pulls out the chair, it means that the meal is ready and the dishes can be served in order.

Frohn was the eldest son in the family, so he should have sat down first. However, he stopped in front of Moshe, gently pulled open the chair, and then turned around and walked to his own seat.

Arthurs widened his eyes and rubbed them hard with the back of his hand, unable to believe what he saw.

What did Brother Frohn just do... He pulled out the chair for Moshe?! Am I still asleep?

This is not finished.

"Mo Xie, try this." Euphemia took the initiative to pick up a piece of golden fried food for Mo Xie, "This is an improved version of golden roe made by the new chef. It tastes less greasy."

"Eat more." Frohn spoke concisely. Even though he was sitting opposite Moshe, he stretched out his slender arms. He accurately skewered two small fruits covered with yellow powder and gently placed them on Moshe's plate.

Euphemia had a small appetite and was half full after just a few bites. She rolled her blue eyes and asked softly, "Are you thirsty? Mo Xie."

"Fortunately."

"Jenny, bring a glass of lemonade." Euphemia paused and said, "By the way, ask Meimi to check Moshe's room again to make sure all daily necessities have been replaced and the air is fresh and unobstructed."

"Yes." Jenny, Euphemia's personal maid, nodded and left the restaurant with light steps.

After Frohn officially became a researcher, his appetite also decreased. He slowly put a plate of yellowish square jelly-like food on it and said to Moshe in a calm tone, "You can eat dessert in moderation."

"Thank you." Mo Xie smiled and tasted them one by one.

In the huge restaurant, there was only one child who remained silent. The plate in front of him was so clean that it even reflected a funny expression.

Who are you?

Arthurs' eyes were dull, his mind was blank, and his soul seemed to have floated into the endless universe.