Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Artborg easily grabbed Moshe's wrist, then bent his arm and pressed him firmly in front of him.

"Leader of the rebellion, I come here on the king's orders. As long as you take the initiative to disband your organization, hand over all the stolen goods, and swear allegiance to the royal family, you can avoid imprisonment."

His voice was still calm and indifferent, as if he was just going through the motions.

[So you are the mysterious leader of Ni Ming...]

Thinking back to the report he had made earlier, Nolan couldn't help laughing out loud.

Mo Xie is feeling a little complicated right now.

He did have the guess that "his original body was the leader of the rebellious fate", but when this fact was placed in front of him, he felt a sense of unreality.

Two years ago, the original body was only thirteen years old. What happened that made this young man, who should have grown up carefree, risk becoming an enemy of the royal family and establish Ni Ming.

Is it the death of her mother, or the future that Eve foresaw?

Or...both of them.

At this tense moment, Mo Xie slightly turned his neck and said with a smile: "I refuse."

"You have no right to refuse!" shouted a middle-aged knight.

Artbolg stared at the man's dark figure and slowly closed his fingers, "Okay, I understand."

Just as he was about to lift Mo Xie onto his shoulder and take him away, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Bol?"

Artborg's pupils shrank and he turned to look at the person who came.

Taking this opportunity, Mo Xie took off the badge on his chest, then broke away from his control and disappeared into the thick smoke.

The smoke continued to spread, almost covering the entire block.

Jenny, L and G came to Moshe quietly, and the four of them stood close together.

A faint light flashed, and the broken scroll slowly fell to the ground. There was no sign of any members of the Fate-Defying Group here.

"Oh no! The barrier is destroyed and they used the teleportation scroll to escape!"

"What shall we do, Marquis?"

The knights all looked unhappy.

Artbolg remained silent, slowly walked outside the encirclement, and stared at the figure projected from the image stone.

"How despicable they are! How dare they fabricate an image of the Marchioness!"

"This behavior has violated the Kingdom Law. They should be judged!"

[I guess the image you prepared is real.]

Nolan watched with great interest.

The next second, Artborg proved his conjecture.

"This is real."

"What?!" The knights were shocked.

The picture froze again, and the surprised faces became blurred in the light and shadow of time.

The gray scene was instantly swallowed up by darkness, and Mo Xie's feet felt empty, and a feeling of weightlessness came over him.

Nolan put his hands on his shoulders and whispered in his ear:

[I am curious, if it was not Marquis Mackintosh who led the team this time, would you still be able to leave smoothly?]

Mo Xie could feel the force pulling him outward.

[The person who leaked the news was probably someone from their side.]

[You mean, there are members of the Inquisition lurking in the midst of the rebellion?]

[uncertain.]

The falling speed suddenly increased, and a faint light appeared on Nolan's body.

A moment later, he turned into countless light particles and merged into Mo Xie's body.

“To trigger shared memories, a high level of intimacy is required.”

Tianhan's eyes moved between Moshe and Artbolg, "It seems that you have a harmonious father-son relationship."

Hearing this, Moshe turned to look at Artbolg.

A higher level of intimacy...does this mean that the Marquis doesn't actually hate the original body?

Then why did the Marquis exert pressure on me in the restaurant before?

"Thank you very much for giving us this precious opportunity." Artborg walked straight to Tianhan and bowed slightly.

His expression was very calm, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and it was impossible to tell what he had been through in the mirror of the world.

Tian Han nodded slightly, "You're welcome, you are my recognized guests, this is the basic way of hospitality."

"We have something to take care of, so we'll leave first." Artbolg said calmly, leaving him no room to stay. "I wish the nobles' celebration goes smoothly."

Tian Han was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, we'll meet again if we're lucky. I also wish your army victory and breaking through the Sky Mark."

Why are they leaving right after arriving? What did they see in the mirror? Tianya felt very depressed.

But since her father had spoken, she couldn't say anything else.

Mo Xie smiled politely and said, "See you again if we're lucky." He looked at the princes and princesses one by one and said a silent goodbye.

Tianyue withdrew his gaze only after their figures completely disappeared.

Maybe the throbbing in my heart before was just due to my admiration and appreciation for the strong. She thought. Next time, I must not say something like "I will pledge my love to you" so casually.

In the waters far away from the Pearl Garden of the Yuanke tribe, Artbolg stopped at the diving layer and looked at Moshe calmly.

"Let's talk."

"Okay." Mo Xie set up another layer of magic barrier outside the protective shield.

Art Bolger went straight to the point: "You are the leader of the rebellion."

Tianhan just said that they triggered common memories, which means that they were all involved in the last incident.

He shared the same physical sense with his memory. Even though he couldn't see the appearance of the rebellious leader, he could still feel his slender figure.

"Yes." Mo Xie admitted on behalf of the original body.

"Because you lost your memory, there has been no rebellious action organized during this period."

"Ah."

"Has any member contacted you?"

"Maybe, I didn't notice it."

Is the Marquis trying to follow the clues and find out how the members of the Fate-Defying Group communicate with each other? Mo Xie thought.

A rebel leader emerged in the family who ignored the laws of the kingdom. He originally thought that Artbolg would pack him up and send him to the Inquisition.

Unexpectedly, Artborg acted unusually calm, as if he was not involved.

"Are you willing to take the initiative to disband the organization?" Artborg asked calmly.

He gave Moshe a second chance.

Would the results be different then?

Mo Xie smiled and replied, "I don't want to."

It was not based on the original body's wishes, but on his own thoughts.

There are many similarities between Rebellion and The Liberator.

Their weapons are always pointed at the corrupt and rotten side.

Travel through swamps and deserts, rescuing people from suffering.

There are always people singing the praises of suffering.

In fact, what is truly worthy of praise are those who struggle tenaciously in the face of adversity and the spirit they uphold.

The Alliance of Rebels and Liberator is taking practical actions to change this chaos.

How could Mo Xie, who was once the supreme commander of the Liberator Alliance and is now the leader of the Rebel Against Fate, easily believe?

"Are you going to expose my identity and bring me to trial?"

Artborg shook his head slowly, "Don't worry, I will help you solve it." There was no ripple in his azure eyes, reflecting his figure, and he looked very serious.

Ok?

What did I hear?

Mo Xie opened his eyes slightly, and for a moment he suspected that there was something wrong with his hearing.