Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Fort McIntosh, Meeting House.

"The meeting begins." The man sitting at the head of the long table, Artborg McIntosh, the current head of the McIntosh family, gave orders in an extremely calm voice.

He was wearing a dark brown coat with only a light-colored thin silk lining underneath. His waist-length golden hair was tied up high with a red ribbon, and there was no other jewelry on him.

Artborg took the document handed over by Boris. There was no ripple in his deep blue eyes. He just turned them slightly a few times and read through them all.

In fact, this is a process of rapid memory and analysis in the brain, and only a few people know about his habit.

"Hiram, who would you rather work with?" Art Bolger asked the second man sitting to his left.

"Clarkett will be a good partner." The man called Hiram organized his words and then analyzed them:

"Viscount Colecot has a keen business sense and is good at seizing opportunities. The jewelry manufacturing and clothing customization projects he has invested in have all received good responses. Moreover, his successor, Mr. Colecot, also has development potential. He performed well in the academy and received much attention and favor from his tutors. By choosing to cooperate with Colecot, our plan will have a more lasting vitality and can gradually expand its influence among the younger generation."

"If we take this opportunity to get Master Colecot to join the scholarship program, our family's influence in the academy will be more solid."

As soon as he finished speaking, the plump man sitting opposite him slammed the table and said, "I have objections!" in a voice as loud as a bell.

"Master, as far as I know, the Marquis of Clapham is also interested in taking on this plan. Not to mention the Marquis of Clapham's status in the kingdom, just his business acumen, manners, and speaking skills, which one is not at the forefront? And Mrs. Clapham is also very influential in the social circle. She can be used as a publicity representative for this plan, which will save a lot of money."

"Robert, you forgot one important thing." Hiram looked at him and said slowly, "The position of the Marquis of Clapham is still unclear. Instead of wasting time and money to explore it, it is better to choose the most reliable Collecot."

"Hahaha - that's why, Hiram, you should get married sooner, otherwise you can only learn this much information." Robert tried to squeeze out a trace of sympathy to cover up his sarcasm, then turned to Artborg and showed his sincerity, saying firmly: "Master, my daughter was invited to various parties, and found that Mrs. Clapham was more friendly to the prince's family and alienated from the princess' family, so I think the Marquis of Clapham should be on the same side as us."

What if this is just an appearance? A disguise to cover up the real purpose. Hiram ignored Robert's provocative look, remained silent, and waited silently for the man in the main seat to make a decision.

"Next item." However, Artborg picked up the pen and wrote two lines, skipping this step directly.

"We need to form a new exploration team." The middle-aged woman sitting on Hiram's left gently put down her teacup, her manner dignified and elegant.

"The injured can be arranged to work in the workshop. The remaining experienced people will serve as the core of the new exploration team and also take on the duties of examiners. We will strictly select the talents needed for each position according to the standards. Finally, I will conduct the magic spring inspection."

"Frieda, the last exploration mission can be said to be a complete failure. The monsters underground suddenly rioted, and in the end only three team members survived. Even if all the warrior-positioned team members stood up, they could not resist their attack. We should mobilize some knights and hire a magician from the underground palace to escort us." The man in front of her left said with a frown.

"I understand what you mean. This time the exploration mission is very simple. The location is in the Wutobi settlement, which is separated from the last exploration site by a whole mountain range. Even if the monsters riot, they still retain the instincts of wild beasts and will not do meaningless things like digging through the mountains, so we can rest assured." Fulida folded her hands and said calmly and confidently, "Besides, it is a mineral vein that has been developed."

“Without resources, what do we need it for?”

"Yeah, might as well buy a marked map."

Facing the doubts, Fulida explained slowly: "Before being expelled, the former owners, the Green family, hastily transferred part of their property. They only took away the rare minerals, and the mining facilities were well preserved. Not only can they meet the needs of life, but they also have transportation roads connected to the suburbs. If we can obtain the ownership of the Wutobi mine, it will become the base for the exploration team's daily training."

"You mean... independence from the royal family's control?" The man frowned even more tightly, and the volume of the second half of the sentence suddenly dropped.

Artborg just listened to their discussion quietly and kept flipping through the drawings of the mineral veins.

"So who is managing the Wutobi mine now?" Hiram also got involved.

"Clapham."

"Oh..." Hiram seemed a little confused, "Are there no other mineral veins suitable for training bases? No, we should not be limited to underground. What about mountain veins? How about mountain veins?"

"Oh my God, Hiram, you don't think there are mineral veins everywhere!" Robert raised his hand to wipe the cream from the corner of his mouth and stared at him in surprise.

"How could that be?" Hiram's frown slowly relaxed, and he shook his head and said, "I just feel a little sorry."

"Go on." Artborg finally spoke, handing the annotated drawing to Boris. When his eyes fell on the long table again, the people who were still whispering suddenly fell silent.

What's the next item? The men and women on both sides of the long table looked at each other and waited in silence.

"The memorial ceremony is scheduled for next spring." This was the man who had just been worried about the new exploration team. He broke the silence.

"The royal family should not have announced the relevant details of the celebration yet, Yagni, how did you know?" Robert asked curiously.

"I am always well-informed." Yagni did not elaborate.

"This is a personal secret, right?" Robbe took another bite of cake and smiled mysteriously.

"The celebration requires the presence of the elders of the Magicians' Association. Hiram, what did the person we sent say?" Yagni, like most people in the conference room, was disgusted with the lazy and ignorant Robe. He just glanced at the round figure silently and turned to look at Hiram.

Hiram seemed to be troubled by this matter. He sighed and said, "The person in charge of reception did not give a definite answer. He just said that the elder was not feeling well and asked us to wait a little longer."

"It seems that the rumors about the conflict between the royal family and the association are mostly true." Robert's eyes flashed with excitement, the corners of his mouth raised high, revealing two straight front teeth, and he looked like a big rat that had seen delicious food.

"Whether it's true or not, we have to do our best to solve it." Because we are the "hawks and dogs" of the royal family. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the head of the family's movements of turning the pages slowed down a little, and Hiram swallowed back what everyone knew.

"The Magician Association is in need of talented people right now. As long as we can catch the eyes of the elders, all problems can be solved."

“The Holy Spirit Festival is a great opportunity.”

The family members were very interested in this plan and started a heated discussion.