Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

People at other stalls were also attracted and were looking for their favorite products while paying attention to the situation here.

In their view, as a direct descendant of a prominent aristocratic family, Moshe Mackintosh took the initiative to try on such "vulgar" clothing, which would only make him look out of place and bring shame to the family.

What was even more strange was that the other two direct descendants did not dissuade him, but instead looked expectant.

Were they trying to take this opportunity to make Moshe Mackintosh accept punishment from his family?

What a good idea!

However, the two direct descendants, who were considered good at scheming by everyone, actually took out a light blue gem from their arms at the same time. The inside was pure and flawless, and faintly flashed with white light.

A noble or businessman with good eyesight can tell the function of this gem at a glance.

The advanced imaging stone it uses to record images can not only store ten images, but each image is also very clear, just like being there in person and seeing it with the naked eye.

The McIntosh family values ​​tradition but does not care much about ritual, and the parent-child relationship is not close. This is a recognized fact in the upper aristocratic circle of Rekton.

They would only invite the kingdom's top painters to paint at important moments, or use the video stone to record a short video.

So why do Euphemia and Fron carry the Image Stone with them?

Because when they went out, their intuition took over their bodies and they put the image stone into the inner lining pocket.

It's like it was prepared for this moment.

When the black-haired boy changed his clothes and walked out of the shabby beige tent, Euphemia slowly opened her eyes.

The common people, the nobles, the dazzling stalls, all disappeared completely in her eyes.

She felt her heart skip a beat and even breathing became difficult.

This feeling is very novel. A happy and sweet feeling permeates my mind and heart. I even have an urge to cry.

This suit seemed to be tailor-made for Mo Xie.

Oh, right, the Image Stone! Euphemia quickly came back to her senses and injected magic power into the Image Stone.

Frohn was one step ahead of her, and the image stone was already filled with icy blue light. He looked ahead calmly, but his fingers tightly clasping the gem betrayed him.

The black-haired boy raised his white arms and opened the beige tent curtain.

He first showed a clean and refreshing profile, with light brown eyes that looked like honey under the sunlight. The casual glance and slightly raised corners of his lips seemed to be a silent invitation.

When he slowly raised his eyes and walked towards the crowd with a gentle smile on his face, all the sounds disappeared in an instant, and the cool autumn breeze became soft and warm.

Young boys are in puberty, and sleeveless high-necked tight-fitting tops minimize the visual deviation of the clothes caused by the fabric, presenting their young and beautiful bodies to everyone.

The dark grey, light fabric covers the boy, and every line is clear and smooth. From the protruding Adam's apple to the delicate clavicle, the shadows passing through are not the gaps between bones and muscles, but the blank space in the creation of art.

Following the collarbone and going down, there is a thin layer of muscle. Although not as strong as a knight, it can still support the thin fabric, and the neat and symmetrical four-pack abs can be clearly seen.

It is hard to imagine how a seemingly weak noble boy could have developed such a physique without any professional and systematic physical training.

The pure white opaque trousers swayed gently in the wind, looking very soft and comfortable.

The whole set of clothes achieved a contrast between light and dark, black and white, loose and tight, and unrestrained and restrained, and it also met a suitable model, which made people temporarily put aside their prejudices and wanted to stick their eyes on Moche, feeling ashamed and vulgar at the same time and indulging in it.

Damn! Although I don’t want to admit it, this outfit is really pretty!

More and more people gathered around, almost blocking the area around the stall, but no one dared to approach the front.

Because there stood two nobles.

The two nobles had sharp eyes and radiated a strong aura, and they looked like they were not easy to mess with.

Euphemia took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

She stared at the black-haired boy, her emotions reaching their peak and then gradually calming down.

Mo Xie, you always bring me surprises.

A calm demeanor, a gentle smile...

You are the protagonist from "The Story of a Common Protagonist", right?

Thinking of this, Euphemia quickly walked up to the person in charge and said seriously, "Please help me pack all my clothes."

"What did you say?" The person in charge did not expect to be addressed and looked up with a confused look on his face, as if he did not hear clearly.

"Hmm... maybe it would be better to put it another way." Euphemia pondered for a moment, and her slender arms drew an elegant arc above the stall, "I want to buy all the clothes here, as well as other subsequent designs."

Dizzy by this overwhelming wealth, the person in charge opened and closed his mouth, his skin gradually turned red, and a layer of sweat seeped out of his forehead.

She wanted to keep the deal, and tried desperately to organize her words, "But, but I don't have a contract right now."

Euphemia smiled, "It's okay, you can send the contract to Fort McIntosh later, or we can pick it up another day."

"These clothes are very suitable for Moshe, Brother Froen, don't you think so too?"

"You are right, Euphemia." Frohn nodded in agreement, then denied her statement, "But you can't do this."

"Why?" Euphemia tilted her head in confusion, but as a fellow McIntosh, she reacted quickly and her brother's brain circuits were perfectly synchronized.

"I see. You have thought it through very carefully." Euphemia suddenly stopped smiling and looked very serious.

She turned to the person in charge and said, "Ma'am, we will prepare a new store for you to sell the clothes designed and made by your team. What do you think?"

Sometimes, sharing brings more benefits than monopoly, and freedom has more positive effects and impacts than monopoly.

“…Ah?” The person in charge was completely confused. Is there such a good thing?

She cried with joy, bent down deeply, and answered with a trembling voice: "Of course! I am very willing! I will try my best to design better-looking clothes!"

The person in charge knows that his design style is unique, and it can even be said that it is incompatible with the mainstream aesthetic of Renekton.

She spent all her savings to buy this small stall at the Autumn Harvest Night Market, gambled everything for her dream and future.

It’s great to meet this kind-hearted lady with unique vision!

No, she also had to thank the young man who, despite the opinions of other nobles, was the first to try on the clothes she designed...

"Just wear it like this, Moshe. Wait, add another piece of clothing—" Euphemia picked up a wooden hanger very naturally, "a vest."

Next to her, I don’t know which stall Floen bought a pair of waist ornaments from. They matched the style of the whole outfit, simple and generous.

Mo Xie put on his vest, fastened his waist ornament, felt the complicated gazes coming from all around him, and suddenly felt very satisfied.

This is probably what it feels like to go out with your family?

"Then let's go and visit the other stalls." Euphemia took Moshe's arm again and walked forward as if the people who stopped to watch didn't exist.

God of Creation, you are right. This world is indeed heading towards destruction.

The upper nobles looked as if they had eaten a fly, and watched the three people leave in silence.

The three siblings tasted snacks of various flavors, gave each other exquisite gifts, played interesting games, and finally had a sumptuous dinner in a high-end restaurant.

"Be sure to be back before curfew, Mo Xie."

"There are no restrictions on entry and exit between districts during the celebrations, and there will be a large flow of people, so please be careful."

Euphemia and Fron warned him so.

Mo Xie smiled and replied, "I will."

No. 9, Kanwei Street, Wangcheng District, in front of Leihuo Weapons Store, the place agreed with companions.

Under the cover of night, people who were gathering from three different directions stopped at the same time.

Vivian showed a surprised expression, and Colin opened his golden eyes.

"You know what? Moshe." Dalio looked at Moshe, shook his head slowly, and said with emotion, "You are the walking spring breeze now."