Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

“Then he resigned.”

"Huh?" Dalio didn't understand. Working at the Royal Academy was something that many people dreamed of, so why would he give it up?

The young doctor shrugged. "A first-level wizard just meets the threshold of the Magician Association. With his work experience in the Royal Academy, he successfully passed the assessment. Is he still in the underground palace now? I'm not sure. We haven't been in contact for more than half a year."

"Magicians Association...Okay, I understand him." Dario nodded in agreement.

Although the work in the Royal College Medical Office is relatively easy, there is little room for promotion and the salary is average.

The Magician Association is different. There are many positions, a lot of room for promotion, and the salary is related to the years of work and the position level.

It can be said that if you want to stand out, working in the Magicians Association is a good choice.

"It's bandaged, classmate." The young doctor finished with a circular bandage and kindly helped Moshe put on his clothes.

Mo Xie bowed slightly and said, "Thank you."

The young doctor quickly waved his hand and sent them to the door. "You're welcome. I look forward to seeing your wonderful performance in the martial arts exam finals."

What should we do now? Dalio saw that it was getting dark, touched his empty stomach and said to Moshe, "Shall we go have dinner?"

"it is good."

As soon as meal time arrived, the cafeteria was packed with people. Mo Xie could clearly feel that the moment he stepped into this space, countless eyes fell on him.

"Look! It's Mo Xie!"

"Wow...it's a big change."

"He was the one who knocked Denton out?"

"Yeah, it's a shame you didn't see how miserable Denton looked."

As if he couldn't hear the students' discussions, Mo Xie avoided the crowd and walked straight to the fast food window.

Compared to other counters, this one was quite deserted. Students just glanced at the menu as they passed by, and then walked towards the busy western food counter.

"Well, it's better to eat light." Dalio stood beside Moshe, looking at the window that was only familiar to him.

So why have I never tried his food, even though I have been living in college for nearly four years?

With his upper body wrapped in bandages, it was inconvenient for him to bend over. Mo Xie tapped the table with his index finger and said, "Please give me an egg sandwich and a bowl of vegetable soup."

Ah, yes, that's it! Vicious vegetable soup! Dalio clenched his fist subconsciously, and felt his scalp tingling.

Then a woman's cheerful voice came from the window: "You are here again, little guy. Oh, is this your friend?"

Little one?!

"Ah."

Dalio turned his head sharply, and felt very unbelievable as he looked at Moshe who responded with a faint smile.

Mo Xie actually accepted this title?

And... friends. Are we friends already?

Dalio lowered his head a little embarrassedly and whispered, "Please give me a chicken sandwich and a glass of milk."

“I’ll be right soon!”

The woman in the window seemed to be in a good mood, humming a brisk melody. The crisp sound of dishes colliding seemed to be accompanying her, interweaving into a beautiful song.

Not long after, a pair of chubby hands brought up two white plates, with a strange object placed in the middle of each plate.

The reason why it is called a strange thing is that it is much larger than an ordinary sandwich. It is like a standard brick used to build a house, flat and thick.

"You are still growing, so you should eat more. Go!" After saying that, the woman quickly withdrew her hand and had no intention of continuing the conversation. A few strands of brown hair swayed past, and the amplitude of the swaying was a little unnatural.

Mo Xie noticed this, but he just kept it in mind and did not stay in front of the window for too long. He then sat down nearby with Dalio.

Dalio looked at the strange plate and didn't know where to start.

If I remember correctly, Moshe ordered an egg sandwich, not a thick egg sandwich.

And I should have said chicken sandwich, not chicken fillet with tomato.

By coincidence, a middle school boy came to the table next to them with a simple meal on his plate, which contained a normal sandwich.

The boy glanced to the side inadvertently and his eyes widened immediately.

The people at the two tables looked at each other and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

Is this considered differential treatment?

Of course it counts.

Finally, Moshe and Dalio enjoyed this special meal under the intentional or unintentional gazes of the students.

Middle School Dormitory Building, Room B0917.

People will feel sleepy after eating and drinking. Dalio did not read books or preview textbooks as usual, but went straight to bed after washing up.

Mo Xie, who was injured, did the same. He gently took off his coat and prepared to rest.

Before turning off the magic lamp, Dalio pursed his lips and whispered, "Good night."

Mo Xie lay on his side on the bed and smiled back, "Good night, Dalio."

With a soft click, the light in the room disappeared, leaving only the faint moonlight shining through the curtains to accompany them to sleep.

——Plop, plop.

The heart is beating.

——Huh, huh.

Dalio was breathing regularly.

——Rustle.

Mo Xie turned over gently in the bed.

He should have fallen into a deep sleep and greeted the next day directly, but for some reason, Mo Xie did not feel sleepy at all.

Ever since he came into this world and began to use meditation to enhance his mental strength, he has not had any sleep apnea.

Now his mind was unusually clear and his heartbeat was faster, as if something was waiting for him to accomplish.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Xie sat up, put on his coat, and decided to go for a walk outside.

The academy was very quiet late at night, with only the rustling of leaves in the breeze. Mo Xie strolled along the path and unknowingly came to the academy's small garden.

The scene before him perfectly overlapped with the rumored scene described by Dalio.

In the middle of the night, the dark sky and bright moonlight shine on the natural stone slabs, making them even brighter. Flowers bloom everywhere on the trees and in the grass, and the rich fragrance fills the air.

In the center of the garden, there is a classical fountain. Moshe approached the fountain and found a strange light flickering on the water.

Is this moonlight?

No, it wasn't. It was something even brighter than that, something mysterious and dazzling like a gem.

Mo Xie stretched out his fingers and gently touched the water surface, and the light instantly wrapped around his fingertips.

At this moment, a strange aura suddenly appeared in the garden, calm and restrained, but silently revealing a powerful pressure.

I didn't sense any malicious intent, so I could handle it with peace of mind.

Mo Xie withdrew his hand, turned slowly, and met a calm gaze.

The mysterious man was wearing a black cloak and half a silver mask on his face, standing quietly under the tree.

He stared at Moshe with his dark and empty eyes, as if he could see through all the secrets in his heart.

The man wearing the silver mask really appeared.

Mo Xie did not feel panicked, and even felt a little excited.

"Hello?"

It is a simple truth that you have to seize and strive for opportunities yourself.