Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

The last ray of sunset glow melted into the darkness, and night fell quietly.

"What? You don't want to give it to me? Then go take a detour of 180 kilometers!"

The high-pitched voice echoed in the forest. The people in the expeditionary corps all looked up, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.

"Bishop, what is that person saying? Translate it."

"He said that if we want to pass through Qiding, we must hand over the heart of the Red Flame Lion Ancestor, otherwise we will have to take a detour of 180 kilometers."

What? The heart of the Red Flame Lion Ancestor was handed over?

How is this different from robbery?!

And why does he have such an attitude? Is he looking down on our Renekton Kingdom? !

The knights and magicians had sharp eyes and held their weapons tightly, waiting for the commander's order to let those arrogant and ignorant people see the strength of the Kingdom of Renekton.

As the supreme leader of the expeditionary corps and the envoy who received the king's order, Artborg stepped forward to respond.

"Any other requests?"

The red-haired muscular man put one hand on his waist and raised his chin, "No more!"

Artborg nodded calmly, "Okay, goodbye." Then he really took a step forward and led the way.

"Pfft!" Someone in the crowd couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The sturdy man was furious and pointed at Art Borg and shouted, "How dare you play tricks on me?!"

Then several dark shadows jumped out from behind the tree, wearing uniform soft cloth armor and red shirts, holding weapons in their hands, looking ferocious.

The speed of the elite troops of the Kingdom of Renekton was twice as fast as theirs. In an instant, magic power surged and sword energy was ready to be unleashed.

call out--!

Barritt quickly drew his sword and cut off the arrow. He turned the blade and said in sharp eyes, "You were the first to attack!" He was about to fly towards the archer and cut.

Artborg paused and raised his hand to stop him. At the same time, a hearty laugh came from behind the burly man.

“Hahaha—I’m sorry, I’m sorry, guests who have come all the way from the Western Continent. It’s my subordinates who are stupid and fail to understand my orders.”

The man was about thirty years old, with long curly reddish-brown hair tied loosely with a golden ribbon and hanging in front of him. He was wearing a red and gold satin suit, a small sword with a silver sheath hanging around his waist, and rings on both hands, looking either rich or noble.

His eyes swept over Artborg's body without any concealment, as if he was examining a piece of merchandise.

"I mean... invite those who have visited Rambutan in." He said in a deep voice, making an inviting gesture, "It's getting late, and it's inconvenient to travel. I wonder if you would like to spend a pleasant night in our Qiding Royal City?"

Under the moonlight, his purple eyes looked even deeper. "See what the difference is between Qi Ding and Rambutan. Let's talk about the direction of the world."

This person is very dangerous. If the commander-in-chief hadn't stopped me just now, I might have...

A scene flashed through Barrit's mind. Countless thorns, nourished by his flesh and blood, grew out of his body, interweaving red and white, strange and beautiful.

What a weird atmosphere.

Art Borg nodded slightly, "I'd like to hear more details."

The man narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth. "Then please follow me."

Both sides put away their weapons, and when their eyes met, sparks flew, and both looked unconvinced.

The red-haired burly man snorted coldly, then seemed to have thought of something and smiled sinisterly.

If Rambutan is a handful of sand, Qiding is a sand castle decorated with neon lights.

The buildings are staggered in height, with bold and novel decorations. The streets are wide and the ground is flat. The colorful lights shine on the precious metals, and the scattered light points are connected into lines, outlining the outline of the city and creating an atmosphere of extravagance.

Seeing the massive silver-armored army entering the city, the citizens packed up their things and made way for the passage.

The women's bodies wrapped in fabrics are curvy and charming, while the men's belly-baring tops reveal their strong and muscular bodies, showing their healthy bodies.

Children were playing happily with snacks and candies in hand, while elderly people gathered in groups of three or five, enjoying the quietness of the night and chatting in low voices.

They have similar physical features to the Lambutans, but they do not seem to have to worry about food and drink, nor are they burdened by life. Their physical and mental states are completely different.

At this time, a middle-aged man emerged from the crowd and said with a strange expression: "Your Highness, they are...?"

It really is from the Wang family. Barritt understood.

"They are from the Western Continent, the Rekton Kingdom Expeditionary Force."

The middle-aged man looked incredulous. "How could you allow the army of another country to enter the royal city? What if there are spies from other countries in there? It would bring chaos to Qi Ding..."

"Ali." Prince Qi Ding interrupted him and looked at him with a smile.

After a moment, the middle-aged man looked away and said timidly, "...Please make sure to explain it clearly to His Majesty the King."

"Okay," the prince replied without hesitation, smiling.

As he passed by the middle-aged man, Moshe glanced at him.

His expression was serious, his breathing was rapid, his eyelids were trembling rapidly, and his vision was wandering.

Rather than panic or fear, he showed more worry.

Maybe... Qi Ding's Warcraft plan is not as simple as they imagined.

"Ah, please forgive my impoliteness." Halfway through the journey, the prince suddenly turned around and said with a smile, "Let me formally introduce myself. I am the prince of Qiding, Jose Muje Faridon Teguer Secuole... You can call me Jose."

His name is really long! People in the front row thought in unison.

"Prince Jose, could you arrange a brief meeting between me and the king tomorrow morning?"

Mo Xie, who had maintained his perception vision since entering Qi Ding, had been paying attention to their conversation.

He found that when the Marquis Mackintosh was facing outsiders, his sociality would suddenly rise to a higher level. Although his tone was still calm, he spoke more and his words and sentences became much gentler.

"Of course!" Jose's smile gradually widened, and he nodded and said, "Father is very happy to meet an excellent knight like you."

After that, the atmosphere returned to calm.

It was a dark night filled with light, with simple-shaped street lamps extending to the end of the road.

The feeling of the ground under their feet changed from flat and hard to bumpy, which meant they had arrived at another place.

"This is where the Qiding army practices." Jose continued to introduce them, "Behind is where you will stay tonight."

Is there a building in this small country that can accommodate 2,000 people at the same time? Wouldn't they be head to head, foot to foot, and in close contact? The scholars narrowed their eyes slightly, slowly scanning the darkness, feeling a little confused.

Jose chuckled and snapped his right fingers.

Countless lights lit up, and the view before them suddenly became clear. Everyone couldn't help but exclaim: "This..."

This is too small!

Barritt roughly estimated that there were at most a hundred rooms in this short building. Even if they slept standing up like horses, they wouldn't be able to fit half of them.

"I wonder if you have ever heard of a kind of space magic that can fold or extend space."

Art Bolger continued: "Infinite space."

Jose nodded thoughtfully, "Infinite space? I see, is this what it's called in the Western Continent?"

Space magic! Everyone was shocked. Especially the magicians and scholars, after being stunned for a moment, they showed excitement and enthusiasm.

The three abilities that their Kingdom of Renekton lacks the most are talents with: healing magic, time magic, and space magic.

Now that they have arrived in a small country in the Eastern Continent, they can actually experience space magic firsthand. How can they not be excited!

"Then please follow me in." Jose turned and led the way towards the open door.

Arthurs was originally following the knight Nahem, but suddenly he thought of something and stopped.

Then, under everyone's puzzled gaze, he turned around and left the team, walking in the opposite direction.

Moshe was originally beside Matthierry Clapham, discussing with him how many spaces "infinite space" can be folded.

Then suddenly someone pulled me away from the team and I had to slow down and stay at the end of the team.

He turned his head and looked at his brother Arthurs and said seriously:

"How about you and I go out and find a place to live?"