Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

The noisy sound was fleeting. The guests who were clinking glasses and chatting had no idea what was happening in this inconspicuous room. They danced with dazed eyes in the night's carnival.

The incense in the lamp is about to burn out, and with its last bit of strength it emits a rich woody scent, which is filled with an ancient charm that is distant and mysterious.

The light flickered, fragile. After a moment of silence, the wick finally fell off, and the room was instantly shrouded in darkness. The moonlight poured down, the silver light gently sprinkled, and the smoke rose up in wisps, and no one knew where it would be carried by the evening breeze.

"You can turn on the light. I have enough magic power."

Eve came in carrying exquisite dishes and pulled the rope hanging beside the cabinet with one hand. Suddenly, a bright light appeared on the ceiling, illuminating every corner.

Magic lamps are lower-level daily magic tools that can be purchased at magic tool shops, but the price is five times that of ordinary oil lamps.

"That's enough." Mo Xie narrowed his eyes, his eyelids trembling slightly, "Eve, your magic power is too abundant. The brightness of this magic lamp is enough to rival the sun."

Eve put down the plate, looked at his bloodshot eyes and said, "You are joking again. It's not that exaggerated. But you should pay more attention to your health recently and stop staying up late to read."

"The content of the Warcraft Encyclopedia is rich and interesting, and it is worth reading." Mo Xie picked up the knife and fork, trying to avoid the main point.

"Okay, I'll go to the public library on a sunny afternoon, find a seat by the window, buy a cup of fragrant coffee, and read slowly." Eve tucked a few strands of hair behind her ears and said seriously.

"You are unexpectedly bold in this regard." After swallowing the tender beef, Mo Xie glanced at her with a half-smile. "However, that book is privately printed, and there is only one copy. I will lend it to you after I finish reading it."

Eve didn't say anything else, but lifted her long skirt and sat down next to him.

Listening to his friend's light breathing and smelling the lingering woody aroma in the air, Mo Xie ate the food bite by bite, maintaining the elegant manners of a noble, finishing all the food and leaving behind a plate covered in sauce.

"They all say that as long as the soul is immortal, one can reincarnate infinitely. Eve, do you believe this?" Mo Xie held the water glass, but instead of bringing it to his mouth, he stroked the rim of the glass with his index finger.

Eve pondered for a moment and said, "I think this statement is too broad. It has no premise and no specific conditions. Judging from the fact that magic can affect objective things, all things in nature should have vitality. We cannot know whether they have souls like humans for the time being."

She paused and continued, "Reincarnation is endless, there is birth and destruction, this is the rule created by God. Perhaps constantly exploring the unknown in the endless river of time is the mission God left for us humans."

"Is it impossible to resist fate..." Mo Xie muttered to himself.

"If there is truth in the story, then those two Chaos may be right beside us now." He lowered his eyes and stared at the clear water in the cup until the night wind blew away the ripples, then he raised his head and drank it all.

As the sky grew darker, the street lights lit up at just the right moment, outlining the soft contours of the buildings.

"Eve, I should go now." Mo Xie stared at her with an inexplicably serious expression. "July... No, I guess we'll see each other after the memorial ceremony."

"No matter what happens, I will definitely be waiting for you here." Eve also restrained her smile, slowly held up Mo Xie's left hand, her long eyelashes drooped to cover her emerald eyes, and solemnly gave it a light kiss through her thumbprint.

This is a kiss of vow, regardless of gender or identity, and represents complete sincerity.

Then the young man put his sword on his back, jumped onto the windowsill lightly, jumped to the alley on the side and left the tavern.

People living in the Royal City of Renekton usually do not go out at night because they may encounter strange events.

I couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so I decided to go outside to get some fresh air. As a result, I accidentally heard a sticky panting sound coming from the corner. It turned out that a man and a woman of different status were having an affair behind their family's back.

There was no toilet at home, so I went to the public toilet outside and saw a naked man running with his eyes closed. It turned out that the man, who suffered from sleepwalking, fell asleep while changing into his pajamas.

After saying goodbye to my lover, I planned to go home directly, but I ran into people in black salvaging coins from the wishing fountain. It turned out that they were patrolmen who had not completed the "cleaning" work during the day and were making up for it.

And the most common ones are the homeless people who wander around the outskirts of the royal city during the day.

Contrary to their ragged appearance, they were extremely agile. Late at night, when the patrolmen relaxed their guard, they would sneak in through the sparsely lit paths.

It wasn't to do anything against the law, but just to open my eyes wide and try to find something that could be used in the dim light.

The royal family, which had heard of this matter a long time ago, did not take any violent means to expel them, perhaps because they felt it was an exaggeration.

Mo Xie strolled slowly on the street, and suddenly turned his toes to avoid the black shadow that fell to the ground. The wanderer sobbed and raised his head, and the outline of his facial features could be vaguely seen in the cold moonlight.

There is no iris or pupil, only a grayish, chaotic, and endlessly deep vortex.

The moment Mo Xie inadvertently looked into his eyes, he suddenly felt as if an electric current was passing through his limbs, depriving him of the control of his nerves. He could only stand there stiffly with his eyes wide open.

The ground beneath my feet was made of very hard bricks, but I couldn't use any force with my limbs, as if I was stuck in cotton.

The drunkenness that came from nowhere surged up and numbed my mind. My vision also began to blur, double, and sway from side to side.

This was not a good sign. Mo Xie panted rapidly, his body temperature gradually increased, and his brain sent out a buzzing warning signal.

Mo Xie narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, shook his head vigorously, started his body functions again, quickened his pace and headed straight for the city exit.

At this moment, an angular object flew out from the dark alley and was about to hit his shoulder.

——Go to hell.

This is what the man said, but his voice became very strange and unintelligible due to the distortion of drunkenness.

Then the man ran, without hesitation, and disappeared in hurried steps.

Mo Xie tilted his head slightly, and caught a glimpse of the parabola in his peripheral vision. It was just an ordinary stone.

The stone was not flying very fast, and even drew an exaggerated arc in the air, which was easy for him to dodge.

Yes, it should be possible to dodge it easily. But why would the body involuntarily sink to meet this lame attack?

The scene in sight quickly switched between the full moon hanging high in the sky, the city exit and the stone brick ground.

——Bang!

Perhaps because the nerves were paralyzed, falling vertically did not cause much pain.

After a brief adjustment, Mo Xie, who was lying on his back on the ground, raised his hand and wiped his temple, his slightly trembling pupils trying to focus on the bloodstain on his palm.

It seemed to be just a flesh injury, a cut, not as serious as expected.

There was no breath of life in the royal city at night, and the temperature of the stone floor was almost cold. Mo Xie groaned and tried to sit up, but fell back to the ground due to the sudden dizziness.

No, it shouldn't be like this.

Which step went wrong?

Could it be that……

In a trance, Moshe saw the coachman calling the patrol soldiers to run towards him, shouting his name over and over again, constantly circling in his ears.

However, the overlapping sounds gradually faded away, and consciousness finally sank into the abyss of darkness.