Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Like the young warriors of the Liberator League, the reserve knights of the McIntosh Knights began to practice the "essence" of Mo's elementary self-defense.

As the saying goes, good things should be kept within the family. The relationship between the mercenaries and McIntosh is one of employment. They are external personnel and can only participate in physical training at most.

Master Moshe had no basic taijutsu skills, so even if he happened to master a special technique, it didn't mean he had the ability to coach on behalf of Mr. Itami.

Maybe it's just talk?

At first, the knights were skeptical and stood in a training square in front of Moshe.

He has cut his hair short to reveal his full face. When he talks about theoretical knowledge, his voice is gentle and calm. When he strikes a pose to demonstrate, his movements are smooth and powerful.

Wearing a white shirt, his seemingly thin body, soaked in sweat, outlined the not-so-obvious muscle lines. His white and slender hands, unscathed by the wind and frost, could cut through the air like a sword, bringing up streaks of palm wind.

Gradually, the knights shifted their attention to the learning process, as if they had forgotten that the one teaching them was the mad dog, Moshe McIntosh, whom they once called "the bottom line of the McIntosh family."

"That was... Hey! Did you see that? I seem to be able to use sword energy!"

"Is this still the same sword? Why does it feel lighter?"

“Is it because of Master Mo Xie’s guidance?”

"We should be grateful for the stone that hit his head. Of course, I don't mean any disrespect or offense..."

After a week, the knights were surprised at the changes in themselves, and their attitude towards Moshe changed from suspicion to conviction.

Unlike politicians and strategists who are good at scheming, knights and mages, who are professionals with identities that speak with strength, are more likely to establish trusting relationships.

Not convinced? Let's have a competition to see who's better.

Almost everyone experiences this kind of thing.

"Master Mo Xie, can you help me correct my movements?"

"Get out of the way. I was the first one here. Master Mo Xie, I can't find the feeling to use 'Iron Wall'. Is there any good way?"

"Master Mo Xie, when can we learn that 'guard' move?"

Mo's Self-Defense Technique is the exclusive name for direct disciples. Since it is taught to outsiders, the official name "Alliance Body Building Technique" was chosen.

The black-haired boy looked a little small surrounded by a group of burly men. He patiently answered questions while walking towards an open area.

The memories end here.

Those who can pass McIntosh's test have a certain level of understanding, such as the knights in front of them who are forming a human wall and practicing the Alliance's body-building techniques.

It took them less than two weeks to master the basics of "main body", "first attack" and "defender" and successfully passed the entry-level threshold.

Perhaps because "sword energy" and "internal strength" have something in common, some people accidentally mastered the skills of using sword energy while practicing body building techniques. They will soon be able to take the regularization test and become junior knights.

What about mercenaries who sell their lives for money?

With Jack, the captain who can also use sword energy, they can also slowly explore and improve their strength in daily training.

"You did a great job." Mo Xie smiled, his eyes sweeping across the knights' faces full of expectation. "Consolidate the basics, and I will teach you the last move of the 'Defender', Pingzong."

"Master Mo Xie, I've wanted to ask for a long time, who came up with these names? They're so confusing to pronounce." Jack, who was standing next to him, stretched out his arm and waved it in front of his eyes, saying nonchalantly.

Yidan frowned and glared at him fiercely, "I didn't ask you to learn, why are you asking so many questions!"

Jack raised his eyebrows and smiled when he heard this, "Actually, you think so in your heart, right?"

"I didn't!"

"A tough guy."

Even in front of everyone, these two men, whose combined age was nearly a hundred, were still bickering like children.

Indeed, the pronunciation of Chinese is somewhat complicated for Westerners.

Feeling Mo Xie's gaze, Yi Dan coughed a few times, showing off his good voice, and made clear today's training tasks: "You all heard what Master Mo Xie said, now we will start practicing in groups of two."

"Yes!" The tall knights responded in loud voices.

After finding their companions, they ran towards the flat-roofed house while whispering to each other.

"Wooden pillar? Looks like we'll have to practice that again today."

"Make sure it's over before you go out. I don't want to be caught up in an unnatural disaster."

……

The height of your realm determines the difficulty of your training.

Itami is an experienced first-class golden knight, and Jack is a mercenary captain who is proficient in using sword energy. Once they start to compete seriously, the entire training ground will turn into a huge vortex.

Just as the knights had described, it was an unnatural disaster resembling a sandstorm and a tornado.

"Shall we start?" Mo Xie bent down, picked up a rope as thick as his wrist, tied it around his waist, and took a few steps forward. The wooden pillar that Jack had stepped on, which was as thick as an adult's body, rolled along with it.

The center of the wooden pillar is not a wood texture, but a gray-black filling with a metallic luster.

The purpose of running while dragging special wooden poles is to help them stabilize their bodies, strengthen their control over strength, and ultimately reduce the power of "unnatural disasters."

After changing his body and starting over, Mo Xie also needs to practice repeatedly.

"Yes!"

"I have long been ready."

In the end, this training, which seemed ordinary but was actually extremely difficult to complete, ended in a relatively peaceful atmosphere.

At least the training ground was not hit by any unnatural disasters, and the knights and mercenaries who came out of the flat-roofed house were also safe and sound.

As soon as Mo Xie went upstairs, he saw Meimi standing at the door in an orderly manner, looking very well-behaved.

"Master Mo Xie, the lady is waiting for you inside."

Although I had expected her to come to me on her own initiative, I didn't expect it to be so soon.

"I know, you can go back."

"Yes."

The moment the door opened, the woman with flame-red hair immediately turned around and smiled gently and kindly.

Mo Xie put down his sweat towel and walked in front of her, "Good evening, ma'am."

"Good evening, son. How are you?" Wen Li raised her hand slightly to signal him to sit down. "You looked very bad that day. Your father and I were very worried about you."

"It's okay now, thank you for your concern." Mo Xie chose a seat next to the desk.

It is not known whether he was testing the waters or really wanted to ease the father-son relationship between him and the Marquis of Mackintosh.

Would the Marquis Mackintosh, who used magic and pressure on him, really be worried about him?

Moshe felt that as the mistress of the McIntosh family and the stepmother of two children, Winry should choose a more credible statement.

"I have confirmed that the magicians from the association and the priests from the temple will come to visit you tomorrow. It's a good opportunity for them to check your body and see if there is any way to recuperate."

"You should also pay more attention to rest and combine work and rest."

Wen Li nodded with satisfaction, looking at him softly. After a moment of silence, she started a new topic.

"My child, I happened to pass by the training ground and saw you instructing the knights in their training."

Now the topic begins. Mo Xie smiled and looked back at the azure blue.

"I am very surprised and happy that the child who used to be reluctant to get along with others and always hid in the forest has finally grown up."