Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Chapter 302: Inexplicable attitude, the lion leaves home

[You seem to have a good relationship.]

The sound of the World Tree sounded slowly, and at the same time, a hint of ocean breath appeared in the space.

It is not salty, fishy or damp, but instead has an inexplicable fragrance, which matches the hotbed for nurturing vitality.

This means that the ten newborn scales have completed their mission and merged with the World Tree.

[Can I ask the specific reason?]

Arthurs is now busy with his studies and has to go to the temple to receive paladin training in his free time. He has no reason to go out.

And unless it was necessary, Mo Xie didn't want to involve him in such a dangerous matter.

[Simply put, the Creator God is dealing with another version of himself and cannot descend directly. Furthermore, He has already expended too much of His power during the previous Holy Spirit Celebration, and now He can only intervene through proxies.]

World Tree knew what Mo Xie wanted to say and immediately added:

The restrictions set by the Creator God can temporarily enhance the power of the agent, and the agent's presence makes the restrictions even stronger. If I can get him away from Renekton, even for just ten minutes, I can remove the restrictions and completely purify the Western Continent.

This matter...must be told to the Marquis first.

Mo Xie opened his eyes, clenched his five fingers, and wove several thick vines into a hollow sphere, which tightened slightly after the twenty-four exquisite beads were inserted.

The exquisite beads are evenly distributed in the ball, and the glittering green light merges into one piece, shining through the holes onto the inner wall of the hotbed, like a fine work of art.

[I'll give it a try.]

Artbolg Mackintosh was such a clever man that neither the best nor the worst of lies could deceive him.

Perhaps with our brief experience of fighting side by side and our inexplicable tacit understanding, the Marquis will give me a chance?

Thinking of this, Mo Xie hooked the thin silver chain in front of him and took out the ice-blue pendant.

The gem's light flickered only twice before remaining steady.

[......]

A steady and shallow breathing sound came from it, as if waiting for Mo Xie to speak first.

"Marquis, do you have time now?"

Moshe didn't expect Art Borg to get through so quickly.

In his impression, Artborg has endless work to do every day.

He often goes out on business and doesn't go home, and he has very few days off.

However, such a marquis was able to quickly connect with him at this time?

Where are you?

Art Bolger's deep voice sounded, without answering Moshe's question.

"In the palace of Mao Ke." Mo Xie lied without changing his expression.

[You did not stay with the people sent by the Temple.]

It wasn't a question, it was a statement, as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

So sharp!

Moshe chose to reveal a small part of the truth: "Yes, the concentration of magic power outside has increased sharply. I stayed here to look after Prince Lessing."

Art Bolger knew his physique, so he said nothing more.

"Tomorrow, I want Arthurs to do something for me. This thing requires him to leave the border of Rekton, which will take about half a day or a day, so I must get your consent."

[As long as he agrees.]

"Ok."

As Moshe had expected, Artborg did not ask any further questions.

He didn't need to worry about Arthurs's safety. Although he was only eleven, he had already become a Paladin of the Temple and the Creator God's agent in the human world. Even those with the title of Grand Lord or Holy Envoy had to be cautious in the presence of divine power.

As for what Moshe wants to do, it is personal privacy. Artborg, who has a good sense of propriety, will not inquire about it, let alone interfere.

The conversation should end here, just as they had before, with a tacit agreement that it would end, and then they would go their separate ways.

However, Artborg was still reluctant to turn off the communication and remained silent, so quiet that it was a little scary.

"Is there anything else you need?" Moshe asked.

This horror comes from an imagination.

Although Artbolg only spoke a few words, Moshe seemed to hear a hint of anger in his calm tone.

He could imagine Art Bolger sitting in the chair, his long golden hair draped behind him, his blue eyes like ice, staring into space.

[Don't forget the gem.]

After saying this, Artborg didn't give Moshe a chance to respond and directly cut off the communication.

Mo Xie lowered his eyes and looked at the ice-blue pendant, and suddenly felt like laughing.

After putting together his statement, he quickly contacted Arthurs.

[You actually still remember the purpose of the pendant?!]

The boy's cry came through the gem and echoed in the hotbed.

Unlike Artborg, he vented his anger without reservation, like an abandoned little lion, with his voice trembling slightly and revealing some grievance.

[Didn’t you see our message? What the hell have you been doing these past two days?!]

There was some noise coming from the little lion's side, and judging by the training slogans, it seemed that they were in the training ground of Fort McIntosh.

Mo Xie said in the most sincere tone: "I'm very sorry, because the situation here is a bit complicated, so I couldn't reply to you in time."

When will you be back?

"Not sure." How could two days be enough to handle such a difficult incident?

Mo Xie paused and went straight to the point, "Arthurs, I want to ask you a favor."

[Hmm...what's up?]

Arthur was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again his attitude had softened a lot.

"Please go to Kuroken and help me collect some materials. The Marquis has agreed to this."

Croken is a small country not far from Renekton. It maintains friendly relations with Renekton and has many grocery stores selling rare items.

Alchemists, pharmacists or mystics often visit here to find what they need.

[The first person you contacted was your father?]

Is this what you're focusing on? Mo Xie was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "The Marquis is your guardian, so you must get his consent first."

[Okay, this reason has convinced me.]

Arthurs hummed as if his fur had been successfully smoothed over.

"So, why did they specifically ask me to go? It's definitely not because I'm trustworthy, haha..."

The child has become smarter. Mo Xie felt a little relieved.

"In fact, I have encountered some troubles that cannot be solved without strengthening my magical powers." In a sense, he was right.

[So you're in danger now?! No, no, come back soon! Leave Mouk alone!]

There was a sudden sharp crash on the other end of the line; it was probably Arthurs throwing his practice sword onto the shelf.

A memory suddenly emerged in Moshe's mind, and he whispered, "Green apples can be seen everywhere in Mouk." Although there are only a few fresh fruit trees left now.

Green apple pie was Winry's favorite dessert, and Arthurs was proud to make it himself.

[Wh——that kind of thing doesn’t matter!]

Apparently, Arthurs also remembered that incident.

"Don't worry, it won't be detrimental to the family. I'll leave you a message with the list of materials." The props in the McIntosh family keep pace with the times. In addition to instant communication and voice recording, the function of leaving messages has been added.

Mo Xie held the ice-blue gemstone close to his lips, "This is a secret between the two of us."

No matter how rich his experience is or how mature his personality is, Arthurs is still just a child after all.

When you hear the word "secret", you probably feel the excitement of doing something exciting without telling adults, right?

[…I understand, I will do it.]

really.

He agreed.