Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

"What did you do? How dare you make Master Floyn wait!" The middle-aged woman in a white shirt and a black skirt asked sharply.

The young man lowered his head and responded timidly: "I'm very sorry, I don't know where Master Froen's room is, so..."

"Oh my God, who told you that?" Hearing this, the middle-aged maid held her forehead with her hand, looking extremely speechless. "Even if you use your toes to figure it out, you know that they should be sent to the laboratory."

"Low-level servants are not qualified to go upstairs. You should memorize everything about this castle. Do you still need me to teach you this?"

"No, no need! Please believe me, I will never make the same mistake again next time!" The young man's face turned pale, his tone was earnest, and his legs trembled uncontrollably as his forehead was poked by a slender index finger.

"I'll give you one last chance." The middle-aged woman took her hand back, frowned, glared at him fiercely and said, "Hurry up and follow me!" She turned around and led the way, her wedge-heeled shoes making rapid tapping sounds on the ground. The man quickly grabbed the handle and chased after him, dragging a bulky-looking cargo cart.

After their figures completely disappeared, Meimi put her hand to her lips and whispered, "That's Baroness Morrison, Master Frohn's etiquette teacher when he was a teenager. She is now in charge of handling miscellaneous tasks in the laboratory."

Mo Xie remembered it in his heart and followed the topic and asked, "What's in the car?"

"It should be a magic stone, or something suspicious found by the guards." Meimi was not sure either.

Therefore, the laboratory should have gathered the most advanced technologies of the current era, and there might be instruments that can be used to make witchcraft. "Froen is..." Moshe mentioned the name that appeared in the previous conversation.

Meimi suddenly interrupted him with a serious expression: "Master Moshe, you should call that person 'brother'."

When she realized that she was pointing at Moshe, she covered her mouth in panic, and then made a dull and funny sound, "I mean, the McIntosh family attaches great importance to etiquette. I'm worried that you will get into unnecessary trouble because of the address..."

"You're right." Mo Xie noticed the change in Meimi's attitude, and in order to repay the kindness of saving his brother, he sincerely thought about him.

"In addition, if my words or actions are not in accordance with the rules, or do not conform to your logic and cognition, you must remind me in time." He has always been generous in trusting his own people, expressing his thoughts and attitudes to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Yes..." Meimi hesitated and put down her hand, her brain working rapidly. What is logic and cognition? What is my logic and cognition?

"Is Brother Frohn doing research related to magic?"

Meimi shook her head. “We servants have no right to know such family secrets, and we cannot know them.”

The sky was getting darker, and the crows were cawing hoarsely, flapping their wings and flying up from the treetops. Moshe curled his fingers slightly, feeling the trembling spreading from his back to the ends of his limbs.

"Let's talk about it in the room."

"Master Froen is one of the best graduates since the founding of the Royal Academy, and a highly regarded genius in the academic world. After graduation, he did not choose to work in the royal palace, but instead invested in a private workshop and officially started a business. In order to support his research, the Marquis ordered people to build a small research room, and all the equipment was custom-made at a high price."

As Meimi spoke, she lay on the carpet and stretched out her arms to clean the dust under the bed. This kind of thing should not be done in front of the master, but Moshe Mackintosh only had this one servant, and it would be too inhumane to squeeze the rest time at night.

"The families that have a cooperative relationship with McIntosh send blueprints regularly, and Master Frohn is responsible for refining and adjusting them and making models. In recent weeks, I often see the head of the Knights in and out of the laboratory, sometimes carrying a box, sometimes holding a bundle of swords... Well, I didn't see it clearly. Combined with the batch of materials that Mrs. Morrison urged today, Master Frohn is very likely making anti-magic equipment."

"That's all I know. I hope it can be of help to you." The little maid stood up clutching a rag, with some white crumbs on her head.

"It seems that you have a very good memory." Mo Xie praised generously. Of course, he did not completely believe these claims, after all, memory can sometimes deceive people.

Meimi was stunned for a moment, then scratched her cheek embarrassedly, "Thank you, thank you..." It was a little incredible to say, this was the first time she was praised by someone other than her parents.

"The study is next to the chapel. Do you know where the chapel is?"

"I know." Mo Xie nodded. He had basically figured out the layout of Fort McIntosh. There was a low wall between the inner and outer forts. The inner part was the living area, and the outer part was the guard area. There were towers at the four corners, and guards took turns on duty.

The chapel is just below the northeast corner tower. There are two relief stone slabs at the door and a large pink and white flower bed in full bloom, which leads to the path in the courtyard.

"Oh, yes, you'd better go a little later. Master Frohn has a very regular schedule and always follows a set plan, so he basically works behind closed doors during the day. If you happen to meet Madam delivering food in person, there is a chance that you can meet her."

"And, and...what important thing? Oh, right! You seemed to have made an appointment with Master Frohn before. But you don't remember anything now, what should I do?"

"Perhaps you wrote it down in your diary? You can look for it. It's a thick, large book with many pictures on the pages. It should be in this room."

Meimi was talking to herself, and inadvertently looked up and met a probing gaze. The gaze was distant and deep, making her swallow uncomfortably.

"Hmm...why are you looking at me like that?"

Oops, I got carried away! Meimi thought with a trembling heart.

How can I tell such a private matter in front of the real owner? They say curiosity kills the cat, the more you know, the more dangerous it is. Will I...

"I, I didn't peek on purpose! It was a coincidence. I have never told anyone about these things. Please believe me!" Meimi was so anxious that she was a little incoherent. To her, it sounded more like an excuse, and a weak one at that.

"Don't worry, Meimi, I'm not doubting you."

Meimi saw the young master she served smiled faintly, his expression was sincere and not false at all.

"Thanks to your keen observation, I have been spared a lot of unnecessary trouble."

Mo Xie paused and jokingly said, "Perhaps, you can consider a part-time job as a private detective?"

Am I that powerful? I just said everything I heard, saw, and remembered. Meimi stared back blankly, throwing the most basic etiquette out of her mind.

“No.” She could feel her vocal cords and lips speaking to themselves out of control. “Anyone working at Fort McIntosh who is found to be working part-time will be fired immediately.”

"Pity."

Mo Xie's eyes fell on the desk. "If I want to customize some utensils privately, where should I go?"

Meimi suddenly came back to her senses, stood up with the rag in her hand, and blurted out without thinking: "It's Leihuo! No. 9, Kanwei Street, Wangcheng District, the hottest weapon shop recently recommended by more than a dozen famous masters!"

Moshe held the pen in one hand and took off the bookmark made of a thin chain with the other hand and twisted it between his fingers.

“Sometimes, the most popular is not necessarily the best,” he said.

Meimi blinked, as if she was seriously understanding the meaning of this sentence.

"Leihuo must go, but it is not the first destination." Mo Xie tapped the pages of the book lightly with his fingertips. The strangely painted rat face was mostly blocked, and the furry body actually looked somewhat petite and cute.

"Although I don't know what you want to do, I will do my best to help you!" Meimi clenched her fists and said in a firm tone.

She glanced at the dark sky outside the window, then quickly packed up her cleaning tools, bowed and said, "It's getting late, you should go to bed early."

Mo Xie nodded slightly in response.

The door was opened a crack, and the little maid wandered around the door and then turned back.

A pair of big round dark brown eyes blinked, and suddenly a glass of lemonade appeared from behind him and was gently placed on the desk. "Wish you have a good dream."

As if she saw the doubt in Mo Xie's eyes, she smiled brightly and said, "I went to change two basins of water. I picked them up on the way. You were so focused on reading that you didn't notice it at all!"

The door was closed and the only sound in the room was the sound of turning pages. It was quiet and peaceful.

Still a child indeed.

Mo Xie shook his head helplessly, closed the "Complete Edition of Warcraft Illustrated Book", took the thin chain and wrapped it around the spine half a circle, then stuck the thicker end into the waistband that was about to fall off.

In fact, he didn't have the habit of drinking lemon water in the morning and evening. At first, he just drank it because of dry mouth, and then he was gradually attracted by the refreshing sweet and sour taste. The dormant taste buds were awakened, and his mood became relaxed somehow. At the same time, his psychological and physiological needs were met, and his mind was able to double his concentration.

Moshe lowered his eyes and stared at the fleshy lemon slice in the cup, watching it float in the water, watching it spin and sink, and finally clinging to the bottom of the cup.

Time to get down to business.

Moshe did not forget his goal.

——If God really exists in this world, and if this is really God’s instruction, then I will definitely repay you double in my next life.

These were the last words he left to that world.

This goal was so far away. Compared with the higher beings, he was like a tiny speck of dust.

No, maybe not even as good as dust.

The pure-blooded supreme wizard was completely defenseless in the face of the bizarre natural disaster.

A leader in the field of supernatural powers, he was reborn due to a trick of fate.

If there were no special superpowers, the life of the entire world would come to an end.

Is it a pity to lose thirty years of hard work?

It’s a pity, but also a blessing.

After all, after going through trial and error, we are closer to the correct answer, right?

Mo Xie rubbed his fingertips and smiled self-deprecatingly. At least he had to raise his mental power to the level of his previous life before he could continue to explore the extraordinary realm and reach that high level of existence.

He wanted to provide a convenient working place for the second consciousness that would be born in the future, which should be as close to reality as possible, preferably with constantly updated entertainment facilities and an absolutely quiet rest area, just like the Red City before its destruction.

Absolute silence...how is this achieved?