Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

"Ah?" Doreen was stunned, wondering if she had heard wrongly. In her understanding, deduction was one of the means for ordinary people to make a living, and no noble would take the initiative to be watched by others, which would damage the dignity and prestige of the family. In the complete magic system, there is no such thing as deduction spells, she was sure and certain.

"I'm not good at fighting." Euphemia did not give a more specific explanation. She just shook her wrists lightly, and a pair of hollow carved silver bracelets appeared out of thin air at the white and tender joints.

The style of the silver bracelet is very peculiar, and the outline technique is extremely delicate. On it is a vivid picture, with branches and leaves spreading and flower buds just beginning to bloom, each with its own mood. Its layered interior is not completely transparent, and two bells are adorned under the flowers. They shake with the movement of the wrist but make no sound.

This is the medium used by Euphemia to cast spells, called the "thorn bell".

"Please cast an illumination spell."

But the sun is shining brightly now.

"Okay, okay." Looking at the faint smile on the girl's face and hearing the calm imperative sentence, Doreen suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart. It was as if her brain stopped functioning for a moment, and after being repaired and started again, she found that something was missing.

Because it was a spell she had mastered when she was a magic apprentice, the technique was simple, so she could cast it without a medium. She slightly activated her magic power, her eyes locked onto a spot in mid-air, and a white ball of light suddenly appeared, emitting a dazzling light.

“Holy light, is this the holy light emitted by Miss Euphemia?”

"……Are you OK?"

--jingle.

Euphemia put her hands together and clinked her silver bracelets together.

"start."

The moment the girl's ethereal voice sounded, a thick black curtain swept in from a point in space, and the scene in front of everyone was replaced by darkness. Before they could think about what was happening, a crack suddenly appeared in the black curtain, and a ball of light squeezed out with some effort, as if it was determined to carry out the lighting work to the end.

Euphemia stretched out her right hand, and several purple threads emerged from her fingertips, entwining and growing upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, weaving into winding vines. The top of the vine touched the ball of light and instantly sank into it. When she moved again, the ball of light turned into countless light particles attached to the surface of the vine, and the two merged into one, turning into flowers that were about to bloom.

"Oh?" Sigrdrifa let go of Baz and watched the scene with interest.

"An alien kingdom, a city that never sleeps. Evil creatures have invaded, and dangers are everywhere." As Euphemia spoke clearly, the shape of the flower bud changed. The tender petals slowly stretched outward, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they covered the entire black curtain. Then, the whole cluster of flowers seemed to be given life, bending and shaking together. The golden pollen quickly spread out, arranging and combining to form a strange picture.

No one had ever seen such a tall and huge complex of buildings.

The high-rise buildings with a cold sheen on their surfaces soared straight into the clouds, giving off a sense of oppression that made people hold their breath. The bridges built in the air crisscrossed and woven into a complex giant network, as if to take in all the prosperity and bustle.

A boat-shaped flying object with blue flames on its tail shuttled freely in the bridge, making rumbling sounds and flying and jumping on the steep slope of the long bridge. The colorful lights shone in an interlaced manner, rendering the air into a psychedelic color.

The streets were crowded with people, both men and women had strange hairstyles of varying lengths and colors. The clothes they wore were even more novel, with a soft fabric different from silk that tightly wrapped around their bodies, outlining the curves of their muscles, making them look healthy and full.

The dangerous creatures hiding in the darkness opened their eyes, and bloody red lights kept flashing. The neon lights hit the metal poles, reflecting several dazzling white lights, and instantly illuminated the appearance of the dangerous creatures. They looked like beasts with hideous faces, and they were sticking out their long tongues covered with mucus, licking their claws, and ready to move...

As everyone was watching with great interest, feeling nervous and excited about what was to come, the vivid scene suddenly changed color, turned pale and powerless, and in the blink of an eye it dissolved like foam, turning into tiny particles of light that disappeared into the darkness.

"It's so short... It feels like I'm watching a high-level drama."

“I’m sure that’s not the world we live in.”

"What are those strange things?"

"Oh, why stop here? I have a feeling this is going to be a sleepless night."

With Sigrdrifa watching, the knights and mages could only whisper.

Euphemia looked calm, ignoring the complicated looks from everyone. She lifted up her non-existent skirt with both hands and saluted, saying, "Unfortunately, I haven't designed the next scene yet. This performance ends here." As soon as she finished speaking, the black curtain covering the martial arts training ground was lifted.

People seemed to have forgotten that this was a competition. The illumination spell cast by the White Star team's wizard, Doreen, served as a foil for Miss McIntosh, and she herself did not think it was wrong.

Before I knew it, it was almost noon, and the sun was mercilessly burning the knights' soft armor. A strong aroma of sauce wafted from the direction of the castle, arousing people's appetite and swallowing saliva unconsciously.

What exactly is deduction? What is the practical use of this magic? What fields can it be applied to? Will a new school of magic be born in the future? Everyone who discovered the new thing had a series of questions in their minds, but when they saw the butler Boris and the maids coming with baskets, they all forgot about it.

"Thank you for sending lunch." Sigrdrifa stood beside Boris and shrugged. "But these guys are very tenacious. They can be hungry for a week."

The knights sitting on the ground protested upon hearing this.

"Captain! Listen to what you are saying! Do you want to starve your lovely team members to death?"

"Man is made of iron, and food is made of steel. If you don't eat, you will be starving!"

"Hey, Qiao Bo, where did you learn this sentence from? It sounds reasonable."

"I can't remember clearly, it seems to be a common saying from the ancient Chinese country."

"No wonder."

Boris smiled politely, handed Sigrdrifa a glass of refreshing drink, and said, "The White Star Team is the Marquis's honored guest and an important guarantee for Renekton's safety. It is my honor to serve you."

Sigrdrifa glanced at the older man with gray hair on his temples, a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she did not comment.

"Wow, it's delicious. This is the most delicious food I have ever eaten in my life!"

"Can you be of some use?"

"As a knight, you must be consistent in what you say and do and follow your heart. Just admit it, you stubborn guy. The chef of the McIntosh family is famous throughout the country!"

Compared to the lively group of knights, the mages' side was a little quieter.

The scene that she had just "performed" lingered in Doreen's mind. It was strange. It was a scene that she had never seen before, so why did it feel familiar? She tilted her head and stroked the crystal ball, thinking.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to her mind, and she recalled the novel she had read not long ago. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "Is this the prologue of "The City That Never Sleeps"?!"

"Yes." Euphemia, who heard the voice, came over with a smile and said to her, "Hello, book friend."

"Hello!" Doreen was so excited that she forgot the proper etiquette towards the daughter of the Marquis. Two blushes appeared on her fair cheeks. She bent down and directly held the slender hands.

I must seize the opportunity and ask the lady if we can exchange letters to share our reading experience before leaving! She thought so.

Soon, the baskets of food were cleared. After picking up the leftovers, Luo Mai walked to the middle and said, "The results are out."

On the hilt of the giant sword, the black tentacles of the Eye of Insight stopped wriggling, and a red light shot out from its pointed pupils, projecting a light red area in the air, and the values ​​of the two were listed.

Arthurs Mackintosh - Overall Rating A

Constitution: 68

Power: 60

Mana: 59

Mental Power: 25

Intelligence: 60

Stamina: 55

Agility: 67

Euphemia McIntosh - Overall Rating B

Constitution: 35

Power: 20

Mana: 64

Mental Power: 40

Intelligence: 68

Stamina: 30

Agility: 34

"Not bad." After glancing at the data, Sigrdrifa gave a positive evaluation.

"You two are both extremely talented. As long as you accumulate more experience, you will definitely reach greater heights." Luo Mai praised generously.

"Yes! I will definitely keep training and strive to join the Knights as soon as possible!"

As soon as Arthurs finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of a figure, frowned, and whispered, "Why is he here?"

Sigrdrifa was curious about his sudden change of attitude, so she wanted to tease him again. She waved to a place not far away and said loudly: "Don't stand there, come over here!"