Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

He Gu gently helped him up and asked with concern: "Young Master Mo Xie, how do you feel? Do you still remember who we are?"

"My mind and memory have not changed, Mr. He." Mo Xie heard the childish voice, then lowered his head to observe his body.

The palms are white and soft like dough, the fingers are round, short and thick, and the lines are not obvious. The child is probably in preschool age.

He Gu was slightly surprised, and while saying "Excuse me" he put his fingers on his wrist again.

"Normally, as the body ages, the functions of various organs will also decline. But Young Master Mo Xie, not only have your mind and memory remained the same, but your thinking and speech are also the same as before. It's amazing!"

"Excuse me... do you know why I became like this?" Mo Xie asked in confusion.

He Gu explained simply: "You have a special physique. There are three forces in your body that are colliding with each other. Perhaps in order to reduce the energy required to maintain life, your body has become like a child."

"Hmm..." Why can he sense the magic power in my body? Could it be that the ancient Chinese country in this world is really...

Moshe turned around and saw Artborg sitting at the table. He called out politely, "Marquis."

Art Borg nodded slightly, "Are you feeling any discomfort?"

Father is... concerned about Moshe? Did I hear correctly? Arthurs' eyes widened, staring at his back in disbelief.

In Arthurs's impression, his father reserved all his tenderness for his mother and never expressed any concern for them, his children, in words.

Perhaps it was because Moche dueled with Prince Jose and won three treasures for the expeditionary corps that his father changed his mind about Moche?

Mo Xie swallowed the sweet taste in his mouth calmly, "No."

Art Bolger stared at him steadily, and after a moment's silence, he said, "From today on, you will stay with me."

Mo Xie didn't ask anything, and supported his body with his two soft arms, "Thank you for your help, Marquis."

[You didn't guess it, did you?]

Suddenly, the boy's voice sounded in his mind.

[You mean the fact that I have the Marquis's magic power in my body?]

Moshe thought Arthurs was very bold to use telepathy in front of his father, the current head of the McIntosh family.

[Ah...yes.]

Arthurs' response was hesitant.

"If there is nothing else, I will leave first. I still have some matters to deal with inside the sect. By the way, I will analyze the results of the master's deduction technique."

He Gu mentioned this deduction technique at the dinner table, saying that it was one of the spells that their Yisheng Sect was best at, and that it could infer the time when Tianhen was active and the approximate location where he would appear.

"I have informed all the disciples in the sect of your identity. If you need anything, please contact them. Except for places that are guarded by special personnel, your army can enter and exit freely in other places."

He came and went in a hurry, like a gust of wind, stepped on the flying sword again and disappeared from their sight.

"Commander-in-chief, how should we explain this to others?" asked Marti.

The always honest and upright Marquis Mackintosh said calmly: "Truthfully."

"Yes, then we'll take our leave first." Marty glanced at Archibald, who immediately understood and bowed slightly. His eyes stayed on the bed for a moment before leaving.

[How did you guess?]

Arthurs was standing less than a meter behind Artborg and communicated with him through telepathy again.

[A friend told me this.]

Mo Xie answered truthfully.

[friend?]

Arthur frowned slightly.

[Um. ]

[This is impossible! From the time I found out you had turned into a child until now, no one else has approached you. I have been watching you the whole time!]

Arthurs' tone was firm, with a hint of barely perceptible pride.

Mo Xie smiled and said:

[He is not here. If there is a chance in the future, I can let you meet him.]

[Did you guys use any communication tools to get in touch? That's not right, you were already unconscious at that time.]

Arthurs frowned, his eyes moved rapidly, and his breathing became rapid, as if his brain could not load the information and was about to be overloaded.

[Don't worry about it anymore. While the Marquis is here, you can ask him more about swordsmanship techniques and how to control magic.]

After saying that, Mo Xie took the initiative to interrupt the telepathic communication, ignored Arthurs' anxious gaze, and slowly lay down.

Perhaps it was because his body had turned into that of a child. He had just used up all his mental energy to forcibly suppress the pain caused by the explosion of the magic universe, and now he felt unusually sleepy.

Although he did not have a good relationship with the Marquis of Mackintosh, the indifferent Lord of Title made him feel extremely at ease just by sitting at the table.

Just a short nap, it's okay...

Thinking of this, Mo Xie slowly blinked his eyes, his eyelids felt heavy as if they were filled with lead. Looking at the curtains above the bed, he finally gave up fighting the sleepiness, closed his eyes completely, and sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Commander-in-chief, I have some questions for you..."

Arthurs noticed that the moment he spoke, his father cast a barrier in the room, isolating their voices.

He himself also lowered the volume unconsciously.

Because the child was already sleeping peacefully on the bed.

"Arthur, what do you know about Moshe?"

Arthur's breathing stagnated as he watched Art Bolger slowly turn around and stare at him with his indifferent eyes.

Oops!

If I lie, my father will find out...

Arthur swallowed unconsciously, trying to remain calm.

Within the spiritual world.

[Master? You're back so soon?]

Nolan seemed to have installed a Moshe detection radar. Before the rice-sized light spot emerged from the surface of the sea of ​​consciousness, he flashed over and waited.

[My body has turned into what it was like when I was three or four years old. Perhaps the magic power is protecting me by reducing the energy required to maintain life. You should know that children of this age usually sleep twelve hours a day.]

Mo Xie dodged his arms with ease and went straight to the Book of Memory.

[Master, I have a bold idea.]

Nolan put his hands behind his back and smiled brightly.

[explain.]

Mo Xie didn't look at him, concentrating on checking the contents of the book of memory.

There must have been incidents of magic getting out of control in Renekton's history.

[I can borrow your body temporarily like I did before. This way, you can rest and not miss anything happening in the outside world. Master, isn't this a good idea?]

Nolan leaned forward, his honey-like eyes close to the light, his voice full of temptation.

[no.]

Mo Xie denied it outright.

[Why?]

Nolan was puzzled.

[Have you ever thought about the consequences of being discovered by the Marquis of Mackintosh?]

Mo Xie found the information he wanted, and after saying this, he ignored Nolan.

Nolan fell into a long silence, sitting next to him with his legs crossed.

Marquis Mackintosh is Moshe's biological father and a lord by title. How could he not notice the changes in Moshe?

[I have to go now.]

Mo Xie closed the book of memory, and the two white circles of light reappeared.

The atmosphere outside was somewhat unusual, and his body had already caught up on sleep, so his consciousness was about to return to the real world.

[It's okay, I'll see you again soon. After all, you said that children need to spend half of their time sleeping.]

Nolan waved his hand.

[I have something for you and Bellion to do.]

Mo Xie controlled a piece of paper densely covered with words, floating quietly in front of Nolan.

[Please give your instructions.]

Nolan smiled, pinched the paper, and bowed.

[Investigating the incident of magic going out of control, and——the Glory family.]

[Yes. ]

"Arthurs."

"Huh?!" Arthurs' body trembled and he looked down at the child in his arms.

Mo Xie's eyes wandered over his face, and he said with some concern: "You don't look very well, why don't you go to sleep too?"

Arthurs' eyes dodged, "I, I'm fine! But you, how come you woke up so quickly?"

"I don't want to sleep anymore." Mo Xie answered truthfully.

It seemed that Art Bolger and Arthurs had said something while he was sleeping.

"That won't do." Arthurs lifted him up with a serious face, "Mother said that children need to get enough sleep."

Feeling the awkward way of holding him, Mo Xie smiled and said, "You are also a child."