Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

"There are so many people... Save me, Mo Xie."

Dalio is small and thin, and was almost turned into a thin slice of bread under the squeeze of the crowd. Tears were flashing in his eyes, and he looked extremely helpless.

"Sorry, please move aside." As he said this, Mo Xie blocked the sturdy man's back with one hand and gently pulled Dalio out with the other hand.

Dalio raised his head, trying to breathe oxygen, and then said sincerely: "I'm saved... Thank you so much, my friend."

Mo Xie, who was only slightly taller than him, came to the front of the crowd and looked into the distance.

There was almost no one in the shop, and the roof of the house was covered with bright and colorful woven flowers and expansive vine arrangements.

Public facilities such as street lamps, benches, and hanging poles are wrapped with ribbons and decorated with a few glittering golden bells, which are quite reminiscent of the royal style of Rekton.

Just as he imagined, the citizens stood on both sides of the street, leaving a wide passage in the middle for the Royal Knights of Renekton.

Clean clothes, shiny accessories, people show their best side.

The young children were held in their parents' arms or on their shoulders. They had no idea what was going to happen and just instinctively smiled socially along with the people around them.

——Boom!

The heavy city gate slowly opened, and a special smell wafted in from outside, a mixture of blood and a hint of sweetness.

"Look! That's——!"

When the first team of knights entered the royal city, the crowded crowd suddenly quieted for a moment, and then broke into warm cheers.

"Rekton is invincible--!"

"Thank you for your hard work! Welcome back!"

Leading the group was a silver-haired woman riding on the back of a black wolf.

The black wolf is huge in size, with a metal mask on its head that covers its mouth, revealing triangular ears, a round nose, and a pair of dark blue eyes with elongated pupils, which are unique to Warcraft.

There is a leather saddle on its back, and armor is firmly fixed on its limbs, shining brightly under the sunlight.

The woman sitting on the saddle had her long silver hair standing high, perfectly showing off her delicate face.

On her back was a huge sword that was extremely inconsistent with her body shape. The cloth tightly wrapped around the hilt had become tattered after long battles.

Yes, this is not only a parade display of the Holy Spirit Celebration, but also a ceremony to celebrate the triumph of the Royal Knights of Renekton.

The most eye-catching among them is the second princess of the Kingdom of Renekton and captain of the White Star Team of the Royal Knights - Sigrdrifa Renekton.

Except for the royal family, no one dared to call her by her name. Usually, they used nicknames such as "Her Royal Highness the Second Princess", "Captain", "Victory Valkyrie" and so on.

Mo Xie recalled the conversation he had with her in the training ground.

The silver-haired, red-eyed woman waved at him naturally. She acted indifferent to his admission that he was weak, and wiped away the non-existent tears from her eyes with a smile.

What a strong, beautiful and interesting woman.

At this moment, the pair of scarlet eyes suddenly turned and met his gaze.

Dario frowned slightly and said hesitantly: "Mo Xie, why do I feel... that the Second Princess is looking at you?"

Yes, you are right.

Mo Xie nodded and answered truthfully: "Actually, before the new semester started, I had a brief exchange with Her Royal Highness the Second Princess in Fort McIntosh."

Dalio seemed to have heard something extraordinary. His mouth was so wide open that an egg could fit in it. "Huh?"

However, he thought about it again and felt it made sense.

After all, Marquis McIntosh is a titled Grand Lord, the overall level of the McIntosh Knights is relatively high, and the youngest child, Arthurs McIntosh, is regarded as a shining new star of Renekton and a reserve of the Royal Knights.

The parade display has only now officially begun.

Behind Sigrdrifa was a huge army, clearly divided into two columns: knights and magicians, and there were also metal carts specially used to transport goods.

When she passed the first streetlight, she suddenly raised her right hand and shouted, "Queue one!"

The large force moved in response to the sound, with extremely fast steps and consistent landing points.

The knights held their shields in front of them and thrust their swords forward.

The magicians raised their mediums and quickly formed a diamond formation behind them, casting magic with different properties while waving strange powders in the air.

In this way, even people without magic powers can clearly see the dreamlike scene woven by colorful threads.

The atmosphere at the scene was ignited, the people shouted with joy, and the dense crowd instantly twisted into an endless ribbon, rushing uncontrollably to the center.

"Change formation!" Sigrdrifa's voice was loud and clear. She bent her right arm, easily drew out the giant sword and pointed it at the sky.

The silver-grey giant sword was covered with scars, the edge of the blade was jagged, and even some metal debris was blown off by the breeze. Such a degree of wear and tear could easily remind people of the scene where the owner of the giant sword fought bloody battles on the battlefield, and who knows how many swords and bones he had cut off.

This move successfully deterred those who were disrupting the order. They all retreated back to the designated area and watched the parade quietly.

The knights moved in unison, performing a complete and smooth set of basic swordplay of the Royal Knights. Although there were no fancy techniques, every move and every form brought with it a sharp sound of wind, implied sword energy, and was as majestic as a huge wave.

"Queue two!" Amid the horrified gaze of the crowd, Sigrdrifa threw the giant sword high into the air.

The giant sword made a buzzing sound, spun several times in the air, and then fell back into her hand.

The knights and magicians followed behind her, charging at a speed so fast that it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye. Then a strong wind was generated, directly lifting her and the giant black wolf into the air.

"Queue two, change, queue three, change formation!"

The large army was about to reach the outskirts of the royal city, and the demonstration was nearing its end.

Sigrdrifa had a firm gaze and a calm expression. She performed a standard knight's salute toward the magnificent and tall castle, then put the giant sword back behind her.

"Scared, scared me to death..."

"If this sword strikes me, I will definitely be beaten into a pulp."

"As expected of Her Royal Highness the Second Princess, you are truly incomparably brave!"

As the tail end of the large army entered the city gate, the citizens' lively discussions gradually faded.

"What is that..." Dalio's expression turned ugly, "So disgusting."

Not only him, but almost everyone who saw the thing squirming on the metal cart showed a similar expression.

A flower-like creature that is larger than the Black Wolf's mount is the source of that special smell.

It is called a "flower" because it has six basic components: pedicel, receptacle, calyx, corolla, stamens and pistils.

It is called a "flower" because under its receptacle grow several green tentacles with black protrusions on the surface, coiled and entwined. From its stigma, translucent mucus is secreted, dripping continuously onto the metal tray, making a dull sound.

The overall look is like a drooling alien monster, which is creepy and causes severe physical discomfort.

Moshe looked at the familiar creature calmly, his eyes were deep and his tone was heavy.

"A plant that mutates by absorbing magic energy."

It seems that there must be some connection between the two worlds, right?