Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Many people enjoy the feeling of traveling at night, feeling the cool night breeze blowing over their bodies, listening to the noisy atmosphere turn into silence, and emptying their minds to think about nothing.

The students of Wangjia College are no exception.

There are many unique little scenes in the college, especially when night falls and the moonlight shines, they are even more beautiful to appreciate.

There are street lamps on every road. The lampshades are of classic hollow design. They are powered by energy inside and emit soft light to guide the students passing by.

Some were strolling hand in hand, some were holding snacks, and some were in groups doing nobody knew what to do.

They were smiling happily and looked youthful and carefree.

After looking at it for a while, Mo Xie suddenly realized that it had nothing to do with him, so he turned and left.

He didn't have to worry about the place where he lived being suddenly destroyed by magic, nor did he have to fear that his life would be fleeting. Such a scene would only appear in a peaceful and stable era. He hadn't seen it for a long time.

Middle School Dormitory Building, Room B0917.

As soon as I entered the room, I heard Dalio nervously ask, "Mo Xie, do you know who your opponent is in the semi-final?"

"I know." The temperature in the room was a little high, so Mo Xie took off his coat and sat opposite him.

"There's definitely something wrong with this grouping," Dalio said, frowning. "Why is it Denton? This isn't fair."

Mo Xie smiled and said, "This shows that they have great confidence in me."

Confidence? Dalio curled his lips and muttered to himself. It's obvious that he is using you as a gun!

That's right, Moshe's opponent is the senior student with a rough face and a very angry look, Denton.

He was not surprised when he saw the familiar name.

Those people may simply think that putting two hot topics together will attract more attention.

It is also possible that they wanted to use the family power behind Moshe Mackintosh to solve a problem that was giving them a headache.

Or maybe... you want to test something?

Recalling the look from Dean Dole, Moshe leaned forward slightly, stared at Dalio and said, "Dalio, I have a request."

At least you need to understand your opponent's strengths and characteristics so that you can develop an effective response strategy.

The other person's eyes were straightforward and sincere, as if he was going to hold his hand in the next second. Dalio avoided his gaze a little embarrassedly, feeling his heart pounding.

A request? This is the first time anyone has ever asked me for anything. I'll just listen to what Moshe Mackintosh has to say.

"Uh, what's the request?"

"Please tell me what you know about Denton."

I thought he was going to say something big. Dalio's excitement calmed down instantly, and he said woodenly: "This is easy."

Please, roommate, next time you make a request, please be considerate of the occasion and the matter. It is easy to be misunderstood if you use such an extremely serious tone. Are you imitating a mature adult in his thirties?

"First of all, identity." Dalio sat up straight, raised his hand to push up the non-existent glasses on his nose and said, "Denton Gunther, the only son of Count Gunther and the sixth princess of the Mauk Chiefdom. The previous Count Gunther, that is, his grandfather, was the chief of the Inquisition. It is worth mentioning that their family is famous for its unique technology in refining magic potions. It is the supplier of at least 60% of the magic potions on the market, so it also has strong economic strength and a high social status."

After hearing his introduction, Moshe probably guessed why no student dared to provoke Denton.

Just like witchcraft is to wizards, magic potions are also indispensable to magicians.

In addition, Denton's mother is the sixth princess of the Mouk Chiefdom, so provoking him would mean offending the ruler of the Mouk Chiefdom.

Therefore, most students are afraid of Denton, and even if they are bullied, they dare not speak out.

"Then there is experience. Count Gunther dotes on his son and has provided him with the best living conditions since he was born. Whether it is toys, weapons, potions, or even people, as long as his son wants it, the count will do everything he can to give it to him."

After that, Dario narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression suddenly became mysterious, and even his voice became much lower. "It is said that since Denton was three years old, Count Gunther has regularly given him potions to strengthen his physique, so his body grows faster than ordinary people and looks taller and stronger."

"In order to hide this matter, Earl Gunther hired a tutor for Denton to study in the mansion. When he was sixteen years old and could fully control his own power, he was arranged to enroll in the advanced department of the Royal Academy."

Then how did you know about this matter hidden by Count Gunther? Moshe looked at him and asked with his eyes.

Dario coughed uncomfortably to cover up his embarrassment, "Ahem... because my father and Count Gunther have been good friends for many years, and my brother is... anyway, I learned about this by accident!"

"Is that so?" Mo Xie nodded in understanding. "Then just tell me this, is it okay?" He didn't want to cause trouble to others.

The atmosphere froze for a moment, and the room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Dalio was stunned for a moment, his expression a little gloomy, he lowered his eyes and murmured: "It doesn't matter, no one will notice me anyway... Let's continue talking."

"Finally, it's about ability. Denton has been taking potions for a long time, and a lot of magic power has accumulated in the magic spring. But because he wants to become a knight after graduation, and he's not very smart, he rarely learns magic, let alone uses it in a duel."

Dalio quickly got out of his depressed state and gestured with his fingers in the air, "As you can see, Denton has a solid and strong body. He is very strong and can lift an adult beef cattle with both hands. More importantly, before coming to the Royal Academy, he studied under a second-level platinum knight, and later received guidance from Captain Commander."

As if he was afraid that Moshe didn't know who Commander was, Dario opened the textbook on the history of plane battles at hand, pointed to the photo on one of the pages and said, "This is the current leader of the Royal Knights, Grand Master Elva Commander."

The man in the photo has gray hair and a weathered face. A hideous scar runs from his forehead to the right side of his face, deeply imprinting the traces of his past.

He was wearing a black dress, a sash covered with gold stars and badges, and a sword with a gold handle and a silver sheath at his waist. He looked both majestic and imposing.

Gorgeously dressed men and women surrounded him, their bright and exaggerated smiles forming a sharp contrast with his serious expression.

This man must have also, like the old commander, sacrificed a lot for his country and the people he cherished, Mo Xie thought.

"Denton learned the physical skills and swordsmanship of the Royal Knights. It's hard for an outsider to fight him." Dalio sighed and looked at him worriedly. "Anyway, Mo Xie, if you really can't beat him, just admit defeat."

It is not shameful to be defeated due to lack of strength, but of course you cannot risk your precious life to be defeated.

Moshe smiled and said, "Thank you, Dalio, for giving me so much useful information."

Being stared at by his light brown eyes, Dario was slightly stunned, "What are you thanking me for... We are roommates."

How come I didn't notice his eyes were so bright before? They were like they were covered with gold powder.

Huh - what strange things am I thinking? I must be hallucinating because of lack of sleep.

Dalio shook his head and decided to go wash up and go to bed now.