Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

After seeing off the distinguished guest, the three McIntosh children looked at each other in silence.

"Oh, ignorance is bliss." Arthurs glanced at Moshe and turned to walk towards the castle.

"I hope you can maintain your current state after returning to the academy, and perhaps make it in time for the final exam." Euphemia's attitude was quite kind, and she left him an important reminder before parting ways.

Return to the academy? This was the first time I heard about this. Mo Xie watched her figure go away until she disappeared at the entrance of the main tower. Only then did he look away and lower his eyes in deep thought.

After his rebirth, he knew very little about this world, and might not be able to cope with emergencies in the future. The academy is a place where all kinds of information and knowledge are gathered. Acquiring knowledge, gaining experience, and completing studies are necessary conditions for survival.

So from now on, he has to prepare to return to college.

According to what Euphemia said, the semester has not yet ended, but the original body is staying at home doing nothing.

There are two possibilities. One is to ask for leave. Two is to take a leave of absence.

Judging from the constitution of this body, it seems to be the former. However, considering the attitude of the servants and the McIntosh twins towards him, the latter is more likely. The maid Meimi also let slip when she was cleaning the room that the original body had been punished when he was in school.

Provoking trouble? Fighting? Cheating in exams? Whatever the reason, it violated the rules and had a large-scale impact.

It doesn't matter, this is not the worst starting point. Mo Xie rubbed his fingertips and thought calmly.

It's time for me to go back too.

How long are you going to stand here? he asked himself, trying to move his stiff limbs.

It was early autumn, and it had just rained heavily. The evening breeze, carrying thick moisture, came in gusts, taking away the remaining heat from the body.

Moshe raised his head. From his angle, he could just see the windows on the fourth floor of the castle. The darkness was replaced by soft light, and a figure was vaguely visible behind the curtains. It seemed that Arthurs and Euphemia had returned to their respective rooms to rest.

The door with intricate carvings was tightly closed, and it was so high that he couldn't even jump up and reach it, standing in front of him like a mountain. The upright lamp posts on both sides dutifully emitted soft light and heat, and the two circles of light were infinitely magnified in the hazy vision, reflecting the gorgeous rainbow brilliance.

It was a bit weird. It wasn't that Mo Xie didn't want to go in, but his body suddenly became out of control and he had to stand here to enjoy the night view.

After standing there in silence for a long time, Mo Xie finally attributed his hesitation to his dependence on this world and his sense of belonging to this castle and this family.

His soul was gradually merging with this body.

He would be Moshe MacIntosh.

“创世纪雷克顿公历1106年5月17日下午，王家学院于雷克顿大礼堂举行1106届高等生毕业典礼暨学士学位授予仪式。特邀1103届优秀毕业生泰尔奇·霍桑德主持典礼，1100届校友会主席安德森·戴蒙致辞。”

"On May 1106, 5, the tenth birthday of little Prince Christian Renekton, the whole country of Renekton celebrated. The king ordered the release of criminals who had repented of minor crimes, lowered taxes, held grand banquets, opened channels for foreign exchanges, and expanded commercial cooperation in the field of monster training."

"On May 1106, 5, the new students of the Royal Academy signed in early. When the teacher at the student center was verifying their identities, he found two impostors. After being reported and escorted to the detention center by patrol soldiers, the chief judge sentenced the two to three months in prison and a fine of ten gold coins in accordance with the Kingdom Law."

"On May 1106, 5, the special envoy of the Mauk Chieftaindom came to discuss matters related to conquering the medium-risk plane with the head of the Royal Knights, Nilov Commander. Due to disagreements on details such as resource allocation and strategic layout, the meeting lasted for seven days. In the end, the Royal Knights and the Mauk Patrol Corps signed effective terms and reached a consensus."

"On June 1106, 6, Princess Finigello was involved in a vicious brawl while on a plainclothes parade. Fortunately, she was accompanied by a knight and escaped unscathed."

"That's all the recent events. Perhaps... you would also like to know about the schedule for next season?"

Stunned, astonished, curious, excited... Mo Xie didn't know what other words could be used to describe his mood at the moment.

There are newspapers in this world, but people in Fort McIntosh don't have the habit of subscribing to newspapers to read the news. He wanted to know about current affairs, so he asked Meimi to sort it out and give it to him.

He thought he would receive a stack of papers, but he didn't expect that recent events would be presented so clearly and smoothly in the form of a broadcast.

It only took one night.

The pair of big dark brown eyes that were originally filled with uneasiness and anxiety now disappeared without a trace. She straightened her waist, calm and confident, as if she was standing on a wide stage and performing to her heart's content.

Is Meimi really an ordinary maid? For a moment, Mo Xie saw the shadow of a special messenger in her.

If she were born in that world, she would definitely become a talent that all legions would madly fight for.

So she wanted to show her talent, so she chose the oral form?

No, this was the only form she could choose.

Mo Xie held a glass of black milk and looked at the little maid calmly.

Although she was full of energy when she was reporting, Meimi was not in a good state when she relaxed. Without careful observation, you can see that her face is a little haggard, there is a small dark spot under her eyes, and her cheeks are much thinner.

She was not afraid of "Moshe Mackintosh" now. Her eyes were straight and fiery, and she seemed to have a desperate look.

Mo Xie wanted to know what had happened to make this originally timid and cautious girl become such a completely different person.

So after he finished his black milk, instead of putting the empty cup back on the tray, he whispered, "Thank you, Meimi."

This didn't seem to be the reaction the little maid expected. Her expression froze, and she tried to put on a smile and replied, "This is what I should do."

Mo Xie shook his head. "Until now, I still haven't remembered anything. It is important for me to understand this world as soon as possible."

She lowered her head and remained silent, her thick bangs covering most of her face.

"You helped me, and I should give you the corresponding reward." Mo Xie looked calmly at the figure in front of him, from the slight tremor to the uncontrollable chaos.

"So, what can I do for you?"

This question was like a ray of light that suddenly shone in the darkness, penetrating the wall of silence and breaking through the last line of defense.

Meimi covered her face with her hands and cried, "My brother is sick, very sick, with a high fever."

Her body suddenly lost its strength and she slowly fell to her knees. Pearls fell from her cheeks one by one, and her voice became more and more hysterical. "All my savings were used to hire doctors, but they don't know what's wrong with Andy! Dad and Mom were forced to stay in the workshop, and I should be at home to take care of him, but I don't have the courage to leave here. I'm such a useless sister!"

"There is only one way left..." Meimi lowered her hands tremblingly, revealing a pair of bloodshot eyes, "But how can we get help from the magician? This won't work. He is just a child and can't bear the high fever..."

Then she murmured something in a very low voice, and Moshe did not hear it clearly. What is certain is that Meimi's family is not rich, and her brother is bedridden with no one to take care of him, or it can't be said that he can get careful care.

It just so happened that he had a guess that he wanted to verify.

"I know," he said.

"Let's go out, outside the castle."

Meimi raised her head with sobs, looking at the young master she was serving in confusion. Go out? This was the first time that Young Master Mo Xie wanted to go out since he woke up.

"Go visit your brother by the way." Mo Xie stood up, walked to Meimi's side, lowered his eyes slightly and looked at her flaxen hair.

A familiar yet strange breath suddenly approached, and Meimi shook her shoulders reflexively. The arm that once reached her ear now hung quietly at her side.

What did Master Moshe just say? We? It was the first time I heard such a word from him.

Meimi was a little uneasy, her eyes wandering cautiously. Things had gone as she expected, and the fear and anxiety she had suppressed before now doubled up. Her brain was in a mess, and she really didn't know what to do.

Because her eyes were swollen from crying, her vision became much narrower. Meimi watched Master Moshe, dressed neatly, with a faint smile flashing before her eyes. She supported herself on the ground and stood up. Her legs began to swing back and forth uncontrollably. She passed the corridor, the gate, and bypassed the fountain and the flower bed in a daze, and then...

On a carriage to the suburbs? !

The carriage was arranged by the butler Boris. When Moshe made this request, the gray-haired elder assured him without hesitation: it will appear in front of you when you need it.

Indeed, Moshe was very satisfied. The carriage looked low-key, but its craftsmanship was superb. Each individual component was assembled with great precision, so that it could go up and down hills as if on flat ground.

The two-hour journey seemed a bit long, and silence spread in the carriage. Meimi was like a chicken that fell into the water, huddled in the corner without saying a word. Mo Xie could understand her current mood, so he looked at the receding scenery outside the window and thought to himself.

Unlike the bustling Wangcheng District, the atmosphere became unusually quiet after passing the district boundary, as if it was split into two independent spaces. Most of the pedestrians passing by had calm expressions and simple clothes. The duplex buildings on both sides of the road were decorated with light-colored paint, which seemed a bit deserted.

The carriage stopped in front of a somewhat dilapidated house, and the two men got off with their belongings.