Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

What Dr. Ogg meant was...Moshe saved Baz?

That Moshe who couldn't even hold a sword steadily, accurately peeled off the malignant crystal next to Baz's heart?

Sounds like a joke.

"Not Rudiel."

"What?" Dr. Oger's excitement and joy froze, and he asked blankly, "Who is that?"

"It was Moshe." Arthurs sat on the chair, holding his forehead with his hand, and said in a muffled voice, "He stabbed Baz with a sword and almost endangered his life. It should have been like this..."

"It was actually Master Mo Xie? How did he do it?" Dr. Oger was so shocked that his mouth couldn't close. His whole body was shaking up and down like a round ball falling to the ground.

I do not know.

The magic spring in Arthurs' body became more and more agitated, and the magic power rushed back and forth in his muscles and bones, causing waves of soreness and swelling.

How did Moshe know that there were malignant crystals in Baz's body?

How did he discover the malignant crystal the size of a grain of wheat hidden in his flesh, near his heart, when he had no magic power and no professional equipment?

The more Arthurs recalled the details of the incident, the more headache he suffered. The scene before his eyes appeared to be overlapping and blurry.

And doesn't Moshe hate Baz? he thought.

What are the sayings like “lowly, dirty, inhuman little beasts” and “beasts are beasts, and one day they will bite back”?

Why do you say this?

If you want to go crazy, then go crazy completely. Why... do something that can lead to misunderstanding?

Beads of sweat slid down my cheeks, some of which flowed into my eyes, instantly stirring up hot tears.

Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer and fainted, leaning back in his chair.

"Master Arthurs!" Dr. Oger was startled. He quickly picked up his tools and ran over to diagnose the patient's hot and red skin.

After a moment, a heavy exhalation sound was heard in the room.

"So it's due to excessive magic power... Give me an injection." Doctor Oger slowly pushed the syringe, a look of yearning and nostalgia appeared on his chubby face, "It's great to be young."

Renekton Royal Academy, at the main entrance.

Most students want to come back on time, so the college seems very deserted during the day.

"My friend is back too."

Moshe saw the little curly-haired boy running from a distance, and turned to the brother and sister and said, "Brother Fron, Euphemia, what are you going to do next?"

"Let's have dinner together in the cafeteria at six o'clock this evening?" Euphemia suggested.

Frohn seemed to review his unfinished business in his mind at the speed of light, and after thinking for a while, he replied, "Okay."

Mo Xie nodded, "Okay."

Having made this agreement, the three siblings walked in different directions.

Frohn was the second assistant in the Royal College laboratory. He had many complicated things to do and had no time to go home. However, he completed part of his work ahead of time and applied for seven days off.

Euphemia was a new student who had not originally had any vacation. However, there were too few new students in the Department of Mysticism, so the dean of the department approved her to go home and rest for seven days on the grounds that "the new student was young and should gradually adapt to college life".

So among the three, only Mo Xie went home according to the normal procedure.

The little curly-haired boy seemed to have used up all his strength to sprint, opened his arms, and showed an excited smile, but when he was about one meter away from him, he suddenly stopped and shouted: "Mo Xie! I missed you so much!"

What makes Dalio express his thoughts so bluntly?

It is a quiet bedroom.

It is a job completed by one person.

It’s the endless nagging from parents and brothers!

Mo Xie looked at his sudden stiffening movement, couldn't help but chuckle, and took the initiative to step forward and hug him gently.

"I missed you too, Dario."

Oh... this is such a perfect hug gift.

Hugging is a common greeting etiquette in the Western Continent, especially among upper-class nobles, who usually shake hands and hug each other when they meet.

In closer relationships, such as family or lovers, kisses and kisses are also used.

The two men stood facing each other, Mo Xie's right hand was around his left shoulder and his left hand was around his right lower back, keeping a polite distance and separating after a light touch.

Dalio stared blankly at his roommate's smile, with warmth still lingering on his cheeks.

If Mo Xie went to participate in the memorial ceremony, he would definitely attract the attention of many wealthy women, right?

Hiss... It's a bit awkward. I have to do something to break the atmosphere.

"Huh? Why didn't you bring anything this time?" Dalio suddenly noticed something, walked around Mo Xie, frowned slightly and said, "The temperature will drop in autumn, you will catch a cold."

Moshe pulled the golden cube out of his pocket, "In here."

Dario's pupils shrank suddenly, "What, what is this?!"

Then he gently tugged at Mo Xie's sleeve, indicating that they should go back to the dormitory before continuing the conversation.

Is this something secret? Moshe followed Dalio into the familiar room B0917.

"Can I see it?" Dalio sat on the bed, looking at him expectantly.

"Of course." Mo Xie directly placed the golden cube in his hand.

The dormitory was very quiet. With a window open, the occasional rustling sound of leaves in the autumn wind could be heard.

Dalio raised his hand carefully, and the sunlight happened to shine on the cube, reflecting a dazzling golden light.

He carefully stroked the cool surface of the cube and exclaimed, "It is indeed an epic quality storage box... Brother Froen is so good to you."

"Brother Fron is really good to me." Moshe smiled, then tilted his head slightly and asked curiously, "But... Dalio, how do you know it is of epic quality?"

Dalio was slightly stunned, rubbed his curly hair, and said hesitantly: "To be honest, I'm not sure, maybe it's intuition?"

Mo Xie chuckled and gave him a thumbs up. "Sharp intuition, really amazing, Dalio."

Dalio grabbed the pillow and hugged it in his arms, then buried the lower half of his face in the pillow and said in a muffled voice: "What... Don't praise me like that."

Mo Xie sensed his roommate's shame and turned to the hottest topic at the moment: "We should now think about what we need to prepare for the Holy Spirit Celebration."

"Money, enough money." Dalio made a coin gesture and circled it in front of his eyes, "If only as a spectator."

Money... Mo Xie nodded thoughtfully.

To be honest, from the time he was reborn until now, he has never paid attention to his financial status.

The original body was a minor and probably didn't have money to spend at will, he thought.

During the Holy Spirit Celebration, all group activities in the college were cancelled, including physical education classes and club meetings, so that students could use their spare time to participate in the celebration.

You can watch the grand parade and fierce memorial ceremony, and finally visit the Autumn Harvest Night Market with your family and friends.

Two days later, cannon salutes were fired and deep, distant bell sounds echoed throughout the Kingdom of Renekton.

The Holy Spirit Celebration has begun.