Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

"Why don't we leave here first?" Audrey Cronin said, and the other students also looked at her in agreement.

Yes, as long as we leave the ruins, can't we avoid being affected by the objects?

Cherry nodded first, then gently moved Alva Bittenon's head to the cushion beside her.

"We can indeed leave the Frost Tundra Ruins and ask the Magician Association to send magicians who are good at healing magic to treat those infected with the cold poison."

Such statements are often followed by a transitional sentence.

"But we can't guarantee that people infected with the cold virus will be able to hold on until then."

Alva Bittenon's wailing stopped abruptly, and then he turned his head sharply and looked at Cherry with disbelief.

Am I going to die? Is that serious?

The expression on his face said so.

"What?" Audrey Cronin was also stunned.

"You may have seen this idiom in Chinese textbooks," Cherry explained slowly. "Now our bodies have gradually adapted to the climate here. If we suddenly return to the main world, we may develop other diseases due to the unfamiliar climate."

It seems... makes sense?

Dalio followed Moshe and sat down by the fire, and suddenly he felt as if something had suddenly dawned on him.

"Besides, the exit of the ruins requires twenty teachers to drive the 'key' at the same time to open it. As you can see, two teachers have unfortunately contracted the cold poison and are temporarily unable to move."

Is this the point? Why didn’t you tell me about this earlier? Dalio roared in his heart.

Feeling his burning gaze, Cherry turned her head, narrowed her eyes slightly and said, "This is one of the conditions for the royal family to open the Frost Tundra Ruins to the academy."

That's fine. Dalio immediately sat up straight, looking well behaved and sensible.

"Anyway, 'First eliminate the object of influence and ensure the safety of the students' is the result of our unanimous discussion. We will set off immediately after we have organized ourselves. It will be over soon, don't worry."

With this assurance, Cherry slowly stood up, carefully checked the fire, and then went to look after the other students.

Audrey Cronin looked around and found that everyone's emotions were obviously much calmer, so she stopped talking and lowered her head to fiddle with the hem of her furry skirt.

This stretch of ice has become a temporary camp for the outdoor practice group of the Royal Academy of Rekton. Look, the chief of the plant cultivation major has set up the iron pot and started cooking delicious food.

Dalio had already used up most of his energy climbing the spiral staircase, and now that he sat down to rest, his stomach quickly became empty.

At this time, I smelled the tempting aroma and couldn't resist my appetite.

He carefully pulled a tightly wrapped box out of his backpack and whispered in Moshe's ear, "Want a bite, Moshe? Before it gets hard."

In such cold weather, even the softest food will be frozen into ice cubes quickly, right?

Mo Xie shook his head and looked into the distance.

Cherry seemed to be explaining, but she was actually hiding something.

There are clearly unexplored areas ahead.

Obviously, everything about "influencing factors" is just speculation.

They don't even know the transmission routes and characteristics of the cold virus.

By touching, or by breathing?

Does it simply affect physiological functions, or does the toxin seep into the magic spring like the knights participating in the plane battle?

How could Cherry be sure that they would end this matter in a short time?

unless--

She is certain that the "influence" exists and already knows its exact location.

Is Cherry Stopbol really just an ordinary teacher at the Royal Academy?

The seeds of doubt have been planted in my heart and have taken root and sprouted.

……

"Teacher Stopol, do you have any extra warm stones?" It was the male teacher with a thick beard.

He looked very bad, perhaps because he felt guilty for not noticing the student's abnormality in time.

Even in this world of ice and snow, his hair became limp and wet. The sweat on his forehead formed layers of ice crystals, making him look pitiful.

Cherry smiled and said, "Yes, please feel free to use it."

Then she opened the magical bag and took out a bag of warm stones and handed it to the male teacher.

"Thank you so much..." The male teacher was deeply moved. Just as he was about to bow to express his gratitude, he was interrupted by a hurried shout.

Not far away, a middle-aged man waved his hands excitedly, sliding quickly on the ice, "I finally received a message from the dean!"

After hearing this, those who were still able to move immediately perked up and gathered around.

"What did the dean say?"

"Can we go out?"

"Is there a cure for cold... is it called cold poison? Yes, is there a cure for it?"

The students chattered and opened and closed their mouths as if they could swallow the man alive.

The middle-aged man panted, swallowed his saliva repeatedly, and said in a hoarse voice: "The dean said that the safety of the students is the top priority. Once the royal family investigates, the responsibility will be borne entirely by the college."

This means...

Mo Xie did not stand up. With his senses enhanced by his mental power, he heard useful information from the chaotic sounds.

Dean Dole seemed to have expected this to happen.

"Since the dean has said so, let's act now."

Cherry nodded, "Yeah."

Including her, a survey team of twelve reliable adults was ready to go, while the rest of the leading teachers stayed in the camp to look after the students.

"Teacher Cherry, can I go with you?" Mo Xie suddenly asked.

His voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it clearly. In an instant, countless eyes fell on him, with shock, confusion, contempt...

"I will ensure my own safety."

Cherry stared at him for a moment, a subtle smile in her eyes, "Well... okay."

"Stay with your classmates and don't walk around casually, Dario." Moshe warned.

"Got it." Because of Mo Xie, Dalio, who was also the focus of attention, tried to bury his head in his knees and responded in a muffled voice.

You don't have to tell me that I will stay in the camp.

I'm not as reckless as you think, thank you.

In front of the gate inlaid with emeralds.

The teachers only took a quick look at Moshe, a student who didn't fit in with the investigation team composed entirely of adults, and then focused their attention on the frozen castle in front of them.

"Let's go take a look inside the castle again."

"Actually, I just felt a strange aura, very similar to... that thing."

Hearing this, people's faces turned unhappy.

Silence spread silently, and "that thing" seemed to be a taboo topic.

After the door slowly opened, the teachers walked inside in a defensive posture.

Because the perception field was open, the flow of the fluid in the air was very stable and no special signs were found, so Mo Xie remained calm.

As soon as he entered the castle, the young man's sigh rang in his mind.

[I haven’t seen so many people in a long time.]

[What a painful way to die...]