Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

"Master Mo Xie, I am your personal maid."

"Ah."

"It's my job to serve you."

“You’ve done it.”

Meimi suddenly leaped forward, turned around and said angrily: "No!"

"You do all the changing, preparing meals, and fetching things yourself, and I'm only responsible for cleaning. Don't you think there's something wrong?" Her fluffy and soft flaxen hair had grown a lot longer, swaying behind her as she moved, like a squirrel's big tail.

"I am learning from the Marquis."

Mo Xie's answer made her stunned for a moment, "What?"

"Does the Marquis have a personal maid?" Mo Xie asked.

Meimi shook her head, "No."

The waiter passing by bowed to Mo Xie, who smiled and nodded, and continued to walk forward, "Who is responsible for the daily life of the Marquis?"

"Master Boris?" Meimi said hesitantly, "No, Master Boris is in charge of the affairs of the entire castle."

"Then it's the Lord Knight? That's not right. How can a Lord Knight do the work of a waiter?"

"I hope to become an independent and outstanding person like the Marquis." Mo Xie slowed down his pace and glanced at her. "As I said before, I will need your help in many things in the future."

In order to fight against the supreme being and to ensure the safety of his family, he must maintain an independent lifestyle and cannot slack off in the slightest.

"If you are punished for this, I will take care of it."

"Master Mo Xie..." You actually have such a lofty ideal. Mei Mi was inexplicably moved, so she followed Mo Xie's wishes.

The next day, after finishing their morning work as maids, Mami and Jenny arrived at the library half an hour early, only to find that the owner of the library had already started tidying up the library.

"Master Mo Xie! Please put it down and let me do it!" Meimi ran over hurriedly.

"Meimi, you are responsible for organizing the mystery and history bookshelf." Moshe put the heavy books on the table, "Arrange them according to the first letter and size, and pick out the damaged ones. I will find someone to repair them."

The mystery and history shelves are the most crowded and take a long time to sort through.

Because it is close to the corner, there is a thin layer of dust. The slightest noise will fill the air with the smell of dust.

"Okay, just leave it to me!" Meimi acted vigorously.

"Jenny, come here." Mo Xie walked towards the organized bookshelf.

The magic barrier opened, creating a quiet corner in this enclosed space.

Mo Xie stared at Jenny and went straight to the point: "Your mission needs to be changed."

"Huh?" Jenny looked at him blankly.

"What I mean is that the mission to sneak into Fort McIntosh to monitor someone can be terminated." Moshe said more clearly.

Jenny frowned slightly, “I don’t know what you are talking about.”

If he hadn't caught the flash of panic in her eyes, Mo Xie would probably have been fooled by her superb acting skills.

"During our last meeting, you personally handed me a list of twenty-four people."

Jenny's pupils shrank suddenly, and she subconsciously held her breath.

Fragments of memory emerged in my mind, and only two of them were related to "The List".

"Carol Binney, Jessica Londrian, Boom Rosalen, Loris Roden..." Moshe said the names of several people very fluently, "Do you want me to continue?"

Jenny opened her mouth, her face full of disbelief, "How do you know..."

After she got the list, she immediately handed it to the leader. There should be no third person who would know about it.

Is it...

As if to confirm her thoughts, Mo Xie smiled and said, "Because I lost my memory before, I couldn't find you. I'm sorry."

"You are the leader?!" Jenny exclaimed, then covered her mouth tightly and looked towards Meimi's position.

"There is a barrier, don't worry."

Jenny breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't calm down.

She had imagined being the leader.

A young and wealthy noble, or merchant living in the Royal City.

Because the leader's words and deeds all revealed that he had received a good education. Moreover, he raised the funds for each activity, and the amount was so large that ordinary civilians could not save up in their entire lives.

But how could the true identity of the leader be the second son of the McIntosh family, Master Moshe?

The mad dog thug who was once notorious throughout Renekton is actually a calm and wise person.

How could she not be shocked by such a strong contrast?

Jenny pursed her lips tightly, unable to speak.

Because she has perfectly completed disguise missions many times, the organization calls her "Masked Man". But in her opinion, Master Moshe, who has no trace of disguise, is the real Masked Man.

She began to look forward to the reactions of the other members when they learned the true identity of their leader.

It must be interesting.

Jenny asked carefully, “So is your memory fully restored now?”

Mo Xie nodded, "Yeah."

"What is my next task?" Jenny's eyes were still a little uncertain.

I have been facing a leader dressed in black for a long time, and now I can’t get used to seeing this fair face.

"Help me find something." As he said that, Mo Xie turned over his palm, and his magic power condensed into the shape of a small box. "It's not big, it can be put into a box like this."

This ball of magic power slowly floated before Jenny's eyes and then merged into her body.

"When you touch that thing, the force reacts."

"Yes, I will first look for it within the permitted range of activities." Jenny said with a firm look.

With so few clues available, this task sounds like looking for a needle in a haystack. But for the members of Fate-Defying, nothing is impossible.

"I have one more thing to ask of you."

Jenny bowed slightly, "Please give me your orders."

"After the battle at the End of the Land, the internal situation of the Kingdom of Rekton has changed, and the organization needs to be further reorganized." Moshe took out a pen and paper from the storage box, "To this end, I need to confirm the identity information of each member."

"You don't know either?" Jenny was very confused.

"No." Mo Xie shook his head slightly, "I just want to confirm whether the organization's communication method has changed in the six months since I lost my memory."

"no change."

After getting a definite answer, Mo Xie picked up a pen and wrote a few lines on paper according to his memory.

At 11pm, the sun sets over the hills.

Renekton Royal Academy, daily transport carriage.

Good Luck Tavern, No. 6, Nade Street, Wangcheng District.

Antique stalls in the suburban market.

"Would you like to contact him personally?" Jenny asked curiously.

Mo Xie smiled and said, "This is my duty as the leader."

Combining the memories of his original body, he had a rough guess about the identity information of each member.

Only by living and working near these areas can we receive timely messages from the organization, right?