Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

The illusion that Winry created with magic is wonderful.

Even though they were not in the same time and space, the consciousness could still suffer physical damage. This was something that the ruler of the magic kingdom, the Green Sage Victoria, could not do.

At this point, Mo Xie could no longer regard Wen Li as a magician with outstanding talent. Before he knew her true identity, he had to be cautious in approaching her.

Mo Xie withdrew his mental clone and slowly looked around.

Fortunately, nothing dangerous happened.

The Frostmoon Wolves walked onto the lawn with graceful steps, their big soft and fluffy tails hanging down naturally, swaying gently from time to time, and they looked as relaxed as if they were at home.

Little Moshe was still sitting curled up on the tree stump, immersed in his own world, as if he had not heard the howling of the Frost Moon Wolves.

The Frost Moon Wolf that pounced over stopped its claws in time one meter away from the tree stump, and remained in a crouching position with its front body and hind legs slightly bent. It opened its big golden eyes and looked at little Mo Xie curiously.

Although they all have silver fur and golden eyes, this Frost Moon Wolf still stands out among the wolves.

Its physique was strong and robust, and its body was smooth and graceful. Its silver-white fur was as crystal-like as jade under the sunlight, and it looked like every strand of hair was distinct, fluffy and soft. Its almond-shaped golden pupils had clear lines, just like the surface of a star reflecting sunlight. A huge amount of magic was surging deep in that slender pupil, presenting a strange gemstone luster.

The most obvious feature is the blue pattern on its forehead.

The patterns of other Frost Moon Wolves are very simple. Some look like water droplets, some look like whirlpools, and there are many kinds of patterns that can be drawn with one stroke.

The pattern on its forehead is more complex, shaped like a blooming lotus, with petals stacked one on top of the other and slender stems and leaves set off underneath, forming a perfect symmetry.

The color of the pattern is very similar to the color of Florian's eyes, bright and vivid. It is like a special setting added by a novelist to the protagonist of his novel, highlighting the mysterious identity and status.

"Woo..."

When it poked its head out to observe Little Moshe, the other Frost Moon Wolves kept a certain distance from it, lowered their heads slightly, and showed no intention of attacking. The only one who could do this was the alpha wolf in the pack.

The alpha wolf has many rights, including decision-making power, selection power, mate priority, food priority, etc.

When a crisis comes, the alpha wolf will rush forward without hesitation, bite and fight with the enemy, and take on the responsibility of protecting the tribe.

Therefore, the basic condition to become the alpha wolf is to have a strong and sturdy physique and sharp claws.

The Frost Moon Wolf leader's round nose twitched a few times, and he raised his big paws and took two steps forward.

At this time, little Moxie seemed to finally sense the presence of the wolves, stopped trembling, and slowly turned around.

The pale face with traces of tears and the red, swollen and lifeless eyes were facing a huge wolf head.

There was almost no distance between them. The Frost Moon Wolf breathed unceremoniously. Seeing that little Moshe's hair became a mess and two sharp and full canine teeth were exposed, it looked very happy.

"Because you are animals, you can't understand what people say?"

"It's okay, [][]...she will protect me." As he said this, little Moxie took out a pen from his arms, regardless of the messy hair sticking to his cheeks.

Two vague syllables came out of the boy's mouth, and Mo Xie didn't hear it clearly. It should be affected by the "rules" of time and space, and the existence was deliberately erased.

But he recognized the pen.

It was used by him to record information when he recalled the Red City. Although it looked plain and cheap, the water flow was surprisingly even and smooth, and it was very handy.

Can a small pen have a deterrent effect on an extremely rare primitive monster like the Frost Moon Wolf?

The answer is of course no.

But what if it is a pen that seals a mysterious power?

Just as Moche had done at that time, little Moche carefully turned the pen body, and turquoise smoke overflowed from the gap and gradually spread out.

A damp and chilly voice sounded, hazy and indistinct, not like speaking but more like chanting something.

Seeing this, the leader of the Frost Moon Wolves took a step back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the color in the depths of his pupils became more intense. The other Frost Moon Wolves also went on alert, their hair stood up, and low growls rolled from their throats.

Ordinary people cannot see unnatural phenomena with their naked eyes, so Mo Xie also uses his perception to enter the perceptual field of vision to distinguish the distribution and direction of power.

There was no magic power in the original body, nor could he use witchcraft like Moshe. It must have been because of his high concentration that he accidentally discovered the special feature of the pen.

Logically speaking, Fort McIntosh should be a safer place than this forest. There are knights patrolling all day, trigger traps hidden everywhere, and defensive magic of the great lord class. It can be said to be an iron wall.

Then why would little Moxie run into the forest where monsters roam?

Why don’t you seek help from adults when you are in danger?

These two questions remained unanswered.

Because Wen Li's magic seemed to have reached its time limit, the Frost Moon Wolves gathered around their leader, all ready to strike.

All the colors gradually faded away, and the illusion was frozen.

Mo Xie's consciousness was pulled back by an invisible force, and he entered the river of time again, returning to the real world along the same route.

"Child, are you okay?" a gentle voice asked.

Mo Xie regained consciousness, blinked and adjusted himself, then smiled, "Sorry, I was a little distracted. What did you say just now?"

After looking at him for a moment, Wen Li lowered her eyes and chuckled, "Although the magicians of the association are arrogant, they are very capable. The lowest one is a first-level wizard. The priests of the temple are just a profession. In essence, they are paladins who can use holy sacrifices. They usually travel around with the high priest to solve difficult problems."

When she looked up at him again, there was a little more light in the woman's blue eyes, and she looked particularly kind and friendly. "They will use a new method to examine your body tomorrow. I don't know what it will be like. Child, I want you to be mentally prepared in advance."

"Thank you for the reminder."

"Then I won't bother you anymore, kid, go to bed early."

After saying that, Wen Li stood up and slowly walked to Mo Xie. She raised her hand, as if she wanted to touch him.

Mo Xie noticed her action and did not show any rejection. Instead, he nodded with a smile on his face.

Take care.

The obvious expression and body language said it all. So, Wen Li put her raised hand down again, said nothing more, and turned away.

Mo Xie walked to the bed, changed into pajamas, and lay down on the soft bed.

Magicians and paladins, you can imagine all the methods they can use with just your toes.

It's nothing more than injecting magic power into his body, or using magic tools with detection functions.

This is undoubtedly a torture for an ordinary person with a magic intolerance. If there is no magic power to dissolve it, the magic universe in his body may become even larger.

After confirming that Wen Li had left his perception range, Mo Xie naturally relaxed his body, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state.