Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

They had only known each other for an hour and hadn't even met each other, so it would be too hasty to establish a master-disciple relationship just like that.

Moreover, the man's identity and origin were unknown. The only information Mo Xie learned was that he was a magician of a high level.

That's it.

"He is not a student, nor does he look like a teacher. He should be a person of noble status who is allowed to move around in the academy by the academy president, Dole."

"Just using the magic tool to cast elementary lightning magic was enough to break my shield. Your true level may be at the level of a Holy Envoy or above."

Mo Xie looked at the man talking to himself calmly, gradually emptying his mind and suspending all mental activities.

"This is magic..."

The man's voice stopped abruptly, his stiff neck tilted to the side, and he seemed to be lying on Mo Xie's shoulder.

"These things are not something an ordinary student can judge. Look, you are qualified to be my apprentice." The man seemed to chuckle, but the expression on his face was still stiff.

His cold breath blew against Moshe's ears, and his voice became a little hoarse: "But you are wrong about one thing. There is no magic in this world that can peek into people's hearts."

"This is my holy offering, which allows me to connect with sentient beings and 'see' what is in their minds."

Mo Xie took two steps back politely, keeping a certain distance from the man's lowered head.

Yes, what the man said just now was all he thought in his heart.

Although the man appeared sincere and was willing to reveal his unique abilities.

But it is very uncomfortable to have your inner thoughts peeped into by strangers.

According to the records in the relevant books in his library, the Holy Sacrifice should be a power similar to supernatural powers, but more complicated than supernatural powers.

Because it is congenital and only a very small number of people have it, people usually describe it in another way - the second gift bestowed by the Creator God to mankind.

Moshe McIntosh, who was born without the magic spring, cannot use magic power, and has relatively mediocre qualifications, is an ordinary person who did not receive the "gift".

"What's your answer?"

Mo Xie stared at the man in front of him and shook his head slowly.

Perhaps the man did not realize that if it was his original self, the powerless Moshe McIntosh, standing in front of him, the elementary lightning magic just now might have directly caused a life to disappear.

From a normal human perspective, this is undoubtedly a terrible thing.

At this moment, Mo Xie's interest in verifying the rumors has been halved, and whether he can get guidance is not so important.

The important thing is that he already has a master, the old commander Mo Qingshan, who is like a family member to him.

The old commander saved his life, taught him knowledge, passed on skills to him, and guided him into the new world. Only then did he reach the realm of the supreme wizard at the age of thirty.

No matter in which world, that person is irreplaceable.

It seems better to make it clear now.

"I appreciate your kindness, but I cannot accept you as my master."

Hearing this, the man slowly straightened his back, with two bright lights flashing in his eyes.

"First, I have already become someone's apprentice. That person has been very kind to me, and I cannot betray him. Second, the power systems of wizards and magicians are very different, and the emphasis of their techniques and skills is also different, so it should be impossible for us to communicate in depth." Mo Xie paused and said, "Why don't we just pretend that what happened today never happened, what do you think?"

The man, or rather the shell of a man, heard his answer and stood there motionless, as if feeling a little confused.

"It is now one thousand years after Genesis Renekton. The old rules of apprenticeship have long been broken. As long as both parties abide by the agreement and do not interfere with each other, multiple master-apprentice relationships can be formed at the same time."

Men nowadays no longer have the indifferent and mysterious temperament they had when they first appeared.

He opened his arms, acting more like a child who didn't get candy, tilted his head and said, "And even if there are many differences between wizards and magicians, it doesn't mean that there is no connection between them."

"For example, the power you used to interfere with me just now should be mental power, right?" The man's stiff lips were pulled by an inexplicable force and curled upward in a strange arc. "I know a special method that can build a world-class spiritual world within two years."

World-class? Mo Xie's originally calm expression was disturbed.

After rebirth, every minute and every second became precious. At the age of fifteen, I had missed the great opportunity to accumulate strength and consolidate my foundation, and I was already far behind my peers.

What did he hear now? A spiritual world of transcendental level could be built in two years?

Even though he had pure wizard blood in his previous life, it still took him eight full years.

Confusion, doubt, and all the experiences from past and present lives flashed before my eyes.

Although this condition sounds tempting, but...

"I hope you can meet a more suitable apprentice in the future." Mo Xie said sincerely and firmly.

He is such a stubborn person. He will not easily change his decision and will not easily waver in his firm ideas and beliefs.

The corners of the man's mouth drooped instantly, and he was obviously in a bad mood. "You are the first person who dares to reject me."

Are you worried that I might reveal the secret? Mo Xie thought for a moment and then suggested, "Perhaps you know the magic to clear memory?"

Finally, the light in the man's eyes completely disappeared, and turned back to the original deep darkness.

"Do you trust me so much?" His voice suddenly became hoarse and hazy, as if echoing in the distance. "Aren't you afraid that I will erase all your memories?"

"I think this will not do you any good, but will cause you some unnecessary trouble."

"That's right." The man loosened his hand and his cloak fell to the ground, completely covering the silver mask.

"I'm beginning to wonder, which family are you from?"

Mo Xie did not hesitate and said frankly: "McIntosh."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Mo Xie could clearly feel the man's emotions, from confusion to understanding, and also a barely perceptible hint of...pleasure?

However, the outpouring of emotion only lasted for a brief moment, and he quickly restrained himself.

"I want to take you in as my apprentice." The man's attitude was equally firm. "No matter what you say, the result will be the same."

Then he raised his hand and threw it lightly, and a silver arc was drawn in the air.

Mo Xie caught the thing, which was the size of a coin and strung together with a thin chain. It had a cool metallic texture and a very smooth surface.

"This is a gift for becoming an apprentice. Wearing it will make you immune to high-level and lower control magic."

How could you give me such a treasure?

Mo Xie was slightly stunned, and felt the cold temperature in his hands gradually become hot.

Before he could come to his senses, the man suddenly walked closer and put his hand on his head, as if he wanted to stroke it gently.

"I have to go now."

As the young voice sounded, a cool evening breeze blew by, followed by a "crackling" sound, like something breaking.

Countless tiny cracks started from the fingers and spread rapidly across the man's body at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The man's rigid body cracked and shattered, quietly hanging in midair. On his broken face, his obsidian eyes curved, then disappeared in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

Only the last words of farewell echoed in the silent and empty garden.

"Remember to call me Master next time we meet, Xiao Mo."