Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

The young knight was indeed very powerful, had rich combat experience, and was very skilled in the use of techniques. However, from a bystander's perspective, he was restricted by the two conditions of standing still and holding the sword with one hand. The knight's defense trajectory overlapped in many places, with his flexible wrist as the center of the circle, and the only difference was the landing point.

It can be seen that in his concept, "defense" and "counterattack" are a fixed combination and are rarely used alone. This is the breakthrough.

As for Arthurs, Moshe could only think of words like monster and genius. He was sure that as long as Arthurs received more systematic guidance, he would grow into an extremely terrifying existence in the future.

Maybe... I should give him some advice. Moshe thought so as a 30-year-old adult.

I wonder how Euphemia, my younger but calm sister, is doing in the battle.

Mo Xie's gaze shifted to the mage group. The two women seemed to be discussing some interesting topic and were looking up into the air together, as if something was floating there.

Then Euphemia shook her wrists, revealing a pair of silver bracelets, while she muttered something.

Mo Xie blinked, trying to see the specific details.

When his vision focused again, he widened his eyes slightly.

Everyone in the training ground disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Did he use teleportation magic? Mo Xie closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing rhythm, and entered the spiritual world through the sea of ​​consciousness.

The originally calm water surface was rippled, spreading outwards and extending to the edge of nothingness. The water flowing upward from the bottom of the sea carried countless bubbles, seeping into every cell of the body and filling every gap.

It seems that this body is not only weak, but also unable to perceive and use strength. No wonder the body feels so empty.

Now, Mo Xie has temporarily increased the upper limit of his mental power through this method, so that he can use his perception to observe the world from another perspective.

They are still here, I can feel the fluctuations of the fluid. Moshe exhaled slowly, drawing a picture in the darkness that could not be seen by the naked eye.

This was not a special ability. At least in the military camp where he had been in his previous life, every qualified soldier could use his senses. It was like an electronic device that could be turned on and off at will, which would generate electromagnetic waves when turned on. Within a certain range, the human brain could receive electromagnetic waves and amplify them infinitely through perception.

Fluid is a special substance that fills the air. It is colorless, tasteless, and can react with all energy. Using perception means that the mind and consciousness are in a highly tense state. The fluctuations generated by the high-speed operation of the brain will affect the fluid within a certain range, resonate, and establish connections. Simple body movements and the aura emitted by the use of strength will change the shape of the fluid in the air. Because the two do not blend with the fluid, they are easily distinguished in perception.

This is the principle of using perception to make brain waves react with the fluid in the air and detect based on this. The effect presented is very similar to thermal imaging. In the Liberator Alliance, it also has a specific name - Perception Vision.

Moshe "saw" that they were in a closed space, with a large black area in the middle filled with something he couldn't feel, probably made of magic. The fluid was accumulated at the edge, emitting a dazzling white light. Euphemia's figure was so petite in front of them, performing a special sparring with the posture of a narrator.

The process was very short. Just when Moshe's brain was about to be overloaded, they reappeared in his field of vision.

His breathing suddenly became rapid, and his throat became itchy as he gasped. Mo Xie couldn't help but cough dryly a few times. He felt as if there was a flame burning in his internal organs, and even his saliva became a combustion aid.

When I was about to faint from suffocation, a warm current emerged from nowhere. It was not obvious at first, but as it flowed through the meridians of my body, the cool rain and dew moistened my lungs, all the dryness faded, and my breathing finally calmed down.

Mo Xie raised his hand and pressed his chest, his heart moving.

This feeling is...

Suddenly, the silver-haired, red-eyed woman waved at him and said, "Don't stand there, come over here!"

Without any hesitation, he walked straight to stand in front of the crowd.

"Moshe MacIntosh."

"Yes, I am honored to meet you, Captain of the Royal Knights White Star." Mo Xie did not know the etiquette of this kingdom, so he used the common rules of diplomacy in his previous life and addressed him by his primary status in the occasion. He placed his right palm on his heart and bowed in a very respectful manner.

Sigrdrifa looked down at him and smiled, "I heard you are a very interesting person."

Arthurs on the side had a stern face and his eyes were so hot that they seemed to pierce through him.

Watch your words, you bastard, Moshe guessed the boy warned him.

"It's just right, why don't you come and join the sparring?" Sigrdrifa's idea was simple. She knew that the second son of the McIntosh family had no special skills, so she just said it out of courtesy.

But the boy in front of him, who was known as a "mad dog", replied without hesitation: "I'm sorry, sir, please allow me to refuse."

In an instant, all sounds disappeared. The insects and birds seemed to be startled by the answer and stopped chirping. The area fell into deathly silence.

The knights and mages blinked vigorously, as if trying to figure out whether the words they heard were real or imaginary.

Arthurs' eyes widened, his face turned from white to blue, and then from blue to white. His eyebrows trembled and slowly twisted together, looking a little funny.

Euphemia looked at her brother calmly and solemnly after he made such a shocking statement.

Sigrdrifa remained expressionless and stared at him quietly.

Perhaps they were all wondering where the mad dog of the Marquis got the courage to refuse Her Royal Highness the Princess.

Mo Xie, who was at the center of the gaze, looked directly into those ruby-like eyes and said with a polite smile, "Because I am weak."

Hearing this answer, Sigrdrifa couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Pfft! Hahahaha——"

Although no one spoke, the confused faces expressed deep confusion - who is this person?

Is this really the moody, unpredictable, vicious, violent, mad dog who never bows his head, Moshe Mackintosh? !

“So that’s how it is.” Sigrdrifa raised her hand to wipe away the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes and said, “Then I won’t force it.”

She waved her hand, and the knights and mages on both sides were called together and randomly matched into groups to complete the final sparring.

The sun slowly sets and the sky gradually darkens.

The knights were sweating and exhausted, and the mages looked pale and exhausted.

"I'll just drop you off here. I look forward to seeing you next time." Sigrdrifa jumped onto her horse and waved goodbye to the three children of the McIntosh family.

The shadows of the trees were dark, and the evening breeze was rustling. In the carriage, the two sat opposite each other, and silence spread.

"Captain, he didn't lie." Luo Mai suddenly said.

"Of course, I know." Sigrdrifa supported her chin with one hand and looked out the window in a daze.

Moshe Mackintosh - Overall rating: F.

Physique: 15.

Strength: 7.

Mana: 0.

Mental power: 3.

Intelligence: 50.

Stamina: 70.

Agility: 10.

He was indeed very weak, so weak that he could suffer internal injuries if he was hit by anything.

With such weird physical values, it wouldn't be surprising to die at any time.

There shouldn't be such a child in the Mackintosh family, at least in the Marquis' generation. What is the meaning of his existence, as a cover for the family, or as an insignificant pawn?

But...what's with this inexplicable feeling of anticipation?

Was it because he looked me straight in the eye?

Was it because of his bold words?

Huh——Huh——

Oops.

Slender white fingers brushed across her face, and her scarlet eyes sparkled with beautiful light. The Valkyrie on the battlefield chuckled, and the corners of her mouth raised an exaggerated arc, revealing two sharp canine teeth.

Getting excited again...