Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Mo Xie was stunned for a moment before he understood what Arthurs meant. He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter."

Arthurs frowned, looking at him as if he were an ignorant child, "Are you serious? It is no exaggeration to say that the entire building is made up of infinite space. With your physique, going in is just seeking death!"

"Thank you for your concern, Arthurs. I'm really fine." Mo Xie stared into his azure eyes and gathered his magic power. "If you don't believe me, you can give it a try."

"What should I do--" Before Arthurs could finish his words, he saw Moshe raise his hand and gently place his warm palm on his forehead.

A warm current enters the body through the tight skin, instantly soothing the fatigue of working day and night. It then flows down along the spine, slowly flowing between the bones and flesh, and gently wrapping the beating heart.

The most amazing thing about this power is that it can stabilize the magic spring that is as turbulent as boiling water while maintaining its active characteristics.

Arthurs could clearly feel the changes in his body, and asked in confusion: "What is this?"

Before they knew it, the two of them had already put a long distance between themselves and the main force.

Although most people would not use mental power to enhance their senses, having a keen sense is a basic requirement for becoming a knight, and one can reach a level far beyond that of ordinary people without the need for mental power to enhance it.

There is still a risk of exposure when talking in such circumstances.

So Moshe withdrew from the perception field and used his mental power to establish a mental connection.

[The power possessed by wizards, magic power. When my body is hurt, it will automatically repair the wound, just like...Zandra did that time.]

Although the man didn't lean over to speak to him, the warm breath came into his ears along with the gentle voice. Arthurs rubbed his ears and rarely expressed his opinion.

[But aren’t witchcraft and magic mutually exclusive? Also, you clearly know how to communicate with your mind, so why didn’t you use it before?]

[Hmm... To be honest, I don't know.]

Mo Xie answered truthfully, but concealed some of his guesses.

[As for telepathic communication, I have only recently mastered the trick.]

Perhaps it's because his soul comes from another world, so he is not bound by the rules.

He would not tell anyone about this matter.

Mo Xie interrupted the mental connection, smiled and said, "You are the only one who knows about this, so you must keep it a secret for me."

"What? That's weird. I'm not the kind of person who would tell other people's secrets, huh!" Arthurs muttered, then turned and walked quickly in the direction of the team, "Let's go, let's go, hurry up and catch up!"

By the time they arrived at the five-story building, most people had already been assigned rooms and had packed their belongings and gone in to rest.

Finder, Nahem, Clito and Barritt were responsible for finishing off the team. Seeing that they had connected with the team in time, there was a hint of inquiry in their eyes, but they didn't say anything.

Looking from the outside in, the hall made of precious metals is empty, and there seems to be a thin film in the space. Whenever someone approaches, ripples will appear. Then the space continues to accommodate and distort, creating an illusion of calm.

Before entering the folded space, Arthurs looked at Moshe deeply.

Mo Xie showed the defensive bracelet on his wrist and nodded at him with a smile.

I'm fine, don't worry. You should also pay attention to safety.

Blood ties are really strange. Arthurs thought he didn't know Moshe, but he unexpectedly understood the look in his eyes.

Mo Xie used his magical power to wrap his whole body and prepared to step into the gate.

Just at this moment, Jose walked out, and the two walked towards each other, their eyes meeting briefly in mid-air.

Mo Xie nodded politely, and seeing that the other party had a serious look, as if he was thinking about something, he decided to go in.

"Excuse me, are you a person without magic power?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Barritt is not Artborg's confidant, but he can be considered a loyal subordinate.

Most people in the Kingdom of Rekton knew that the second son of Artbolg McIntosh, the youngest titled Grand Lord since the founding of the kingdom, was an ordinary person without a magic spring.

But Moshe had already proved his strength by passing the Royal College's martial arts examination and the Holy Spirit Festival's memorial ceremony. He was also highly recommended by Associate Professor Clapham, and stood out from tens of thousands of people to officially join the expeditionary corps.

Whether there is magic or not is no longer important.

Jose tilted his head slightly and said innocently, "Oh, sorry, sorry, I just asked casually, did I offend you?"

Should we say this person is smart or stupid?

Mo Xie stopped where he was, staring at him, and slowly smiled, "No."

Jose smiled back, his purple eyes narrowed into a slit, emitting a sense of ill will from the inside out, "I just didn't expect that there would be people without magic power in the army that came across the ocean from the Western Continent."

As soon as the words fell, except for Mo Xie, the other four members of the expeditionary corps clenched their fists at the same time.

This bastard! How rude!

What he meant was that the expeditionary corps had low requirements and looked impressive on the surface, but its actual strength was just so-so.

Just don't live here anymore! Leave at night and go far away!

Or challenge him to a duel and teach him a lesson!

Moshe nodded thoughtfully, with an expression of approval, "Indeed, I didn't expect that I could join the expeditionary corps."

Jose's smile faltered a little, "Hmm?"

"Maybe it's because the team is so strong that it makes up for my shortcomings."

It's a simple truth that there is a price to pay for looking down on others.

"Then I won't waste your time. You should rest early. Goodbye." After saying this in the most sincere tone, without waiting for Jose's response, Mo Xie smiled and waved his hand, disappearing in the space magic.

Mr. Mo Xie said it well!

Words like excitement, excitement, relief, and joy are not enough to describe the feelings of the four members of the expeditionary corps at this moment.

"Go to bed early, Your Highness." Otherwise you might lose your mind and talk nonsense.

"May you have a good dream tonight." Stop daydreaming.

"If you have any questions, I would be happy to answer them for you." What's the big deal about bullying a child?

"Goodbye." Never see you again.

The knights entered the space one after another, leaving only Jose at the door.

He stood there for a long time, looking up at the dark night sky.

Suddenly, he laughed softly: "Hehehe..."

"Not bad, really good."

He turned and walked towards the darkness, his steps brisk, as if he was expecting something interesting to happen.

Inside the building, countless spaces are folded and fully utilized.

Mo Xie walked in the flipped space, following the guidance of a ray of magic, and came to the door of his room.

This place was indeed filled with strong magic. The witch power covering his body was constantly being dissipated and then quickly replenished.

- Knock knock.

The door opened, revealing a familiar face.

Mo Xie took the initiative to greet: "Senior."

"Being able to be matched among 2,000 people shows that we are destined to be together." Colin was not wearing glasses, and his golden eyes were fully open, bright and spirited. His dark green medium-length hair was scattered behind him, and under the warm orange light, he looked gentle.

"really."

Mo Xie entered the room and closed the door behind him.

As soon as he took a breath of air, he was coughed a few times by the strong stench, "Cough cough..."

Sometimes, being too sensitive is not a good thing.

Mo Xie calmed his breathing with some difficulty and looked at Colin who was looking at him with a subtle expression, "Senior, you feel it too, right?"

The breath was so strong that it made his heart beat faster and his head feel dizzy.

It was like thousands of corpses exposed to the sun, attracting countless flies and insects, tearing and gnawing at the bones and flesh, and then rotting together. The blood flowed into a river, winding and twisting, and the water evaporated into the air, leaving only the smell of rust.

Even if you are not a wizard, anyone with a slightly keen sense can feel it.

Colin nodded slightly, "Yeah." In response to Moshe's unusually strong reaction, he didn't say anything, but handed him a clean handkerchief.

"Thank you." Mo Xie reached out to take it, folded it neatly in half and covered his mouth and nose.

What on earth happened in this place to accumulate such a strong smell of death?