Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

The tall man leaned against the window with his arms folded across his chest. The ends of his medium-length grey hair were slightly curled and fell on his shoulders, adding a lazy temperament. His green eyes reflected the scene downstairs, with lush flowers and plants, people coming and going, without any emotional fluctuations.

After staring for a moment, the man straightened up, shifted his gaze back to the corridor, and then sighed expressionlessly.

"Oh my God! Associate Professor Clapham is sighing?!" Dalio was extremely shocked and tried his best to lower his voice for fear of attracting that person's attention.

It's a pity it's too late.

About ten meters away, Associate Professor Clapham looked at Dalio calmly, obviously having heard the sound.

However, he said nothing and turned and left as if nothing had happened.

"I've been discovered..." Dalio's cheeks flushed, his heart was pounding with nervousness, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into immediately.

In order to ease his embarrassment, and also out of a little curiosity, Moshe asked: "Associate Professor Clapham sighed, is there something strange?"

"Strange! Very strange!"

Dalio pulled himself out of the state of gripping the ground with his toes and became a little surprised at Moshe's attitude.

"Don't you know?" He suddenly remembered something and showed a look of understanding, "Yes, you never paid attention to these things before."

Associate Professor Clapham, whose full name is Martiri Clapham, is the younger brother of the current Marquis of Clapham.

Although he failed to inherit the title, he was able to gain a foothold in the social and political circles in just three years with his superb swordsmanship and extensive knowledge.

He is also deeply admired by young nobles because of his calm temperament, stable personality, polite words and deeds, and a hint of indifference in his seriousness.

He seemed like a perfect person. No one had ever seen him in trouble, and no one had ever heard him sigh.

"I remember that Associate Professor Clapham had reached the level of Platinum Knight First Order before he joined the academy." As he spoke, a look of admiration and yearning emerged on Dalio's face.

Wouldn't that mean he's more powerful than some of the knights in the Royal Order?

Moshe thought of the White Star Team of the Royal Knights who had come to Fort McIntosh for exchanges and competitions. The young knights were probably at the first level of gold.

No wonder Dalio seemed so excited.

Moshe suddenly became interested and continued to ask: "Why did Associate Professor Clapham choose to become a teacher?"

With such strength, he could definitely join the Royal Knights.

Not only are the treatment good and the prospects for development broad, but if you make military achievements you may also be awarded a title and build your own family.

"I don't know about that." Dalio shrugged and said, "When Associate Professor Clapham came to the college, I was still taking private lessons at home."

Mo Xie nodded thoughtfully. After all, it was someone else's private matter, and it was rude to ask about it.

However, Dalio rolled his eyes and smiled slyly, "That person should know more about the Clapham family."

Who? Mo Xie asked with his eyes.

"Senior Frohn."

Don't worry.

The Marquis of Clapham and the Marquis of Mackintosh were both prominent aristocrats, and they must have had more or less contact with each other on a regular basis.

Frohn is the eldest son of the family and has outstanding personal abilities.

When the Marquis of Mackintosh is away, family affairs are left to Winry, Floan or Boris.

Therefore, Frohn did know more than they did.

Dalio suddenly remembered something and said with a disappointed tone: "By the way, I have something to do later and probably won't be back until the evening, so I can't have dinner with you."

Mo Xie felt warm in his heart, and at the same time, he found it a little funny. They were obviously not children anymore, and they were past the age of eating together.

"Go and do your work."

"Then...see you before bed?" Dalio blinked and asked tentatively.

Mo Xie chuckled, "See you before bed."

It happened that he had something important to discuss with Frohn, so after parting with Dalio, he went straight to the door of the Royal College laboratory.

Moshe remembered that Floyd had said that the outer fence of the laboratory was equipped with a protective device, and if someone broke in by force, it would trigger advanced lightning magic.

So is there any way to notify the people inside to open the door?

While thinking, Mo Xie walked around the fence and looked carefully at the nearly cube-shaped building, but he didn't find anything special.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened and a smooth head popped out from inside.

"Hello?" The man's voice was androgynous, thin and soft. "Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Senior Frohn." As for the relationship between brothers, only those close to them need to know about it.

The bald student smiled apologetically and said, "Senior is not very convenient right now."

Mo Xie asked politely: "Then when is it convenient for him?"

"About... a week later?" As if he felt tired of maintaining this bent posture, the bald student stood up with the help of the door, revealing his red and black uniform and the flame-colored rose metal brooch on his chest.

Maybe they are students who come for internship or to help out.

"Okay." Mo Xie nodded with a smile and turned to leave.

Just then, a familiar voice came from inside the door.

"Wait a moment." There was a hint of urgency in his calmness.

"Senior Frohn?!" The bald senior was very surprised and quickly made way.

Mo Xie was slightly stunned. If he remembered correctly, Froen had just come to visit him yesterday. How could it become like this in just one day?

Floyd walked out slowly with his black hair loose and wearing a white long gown.

The gold-rimmed glasses he always wore hung on his collar, and his wrists were clean and smooth, without any jewelry.

There was a small dark spot under those beautiful ultramarine eyes, and there were a few deep lines on the originally moist lips.

The whole person exudes a subtle and casual temperament.

"Come in," he said.

Since the person in charge of the laboratory said so, the bald senior could only smile awkwardly and invite Mo Xie in, "...Please come in."

The laboratory was in a mess, with papers with words and data flying everywhere and piled up on the ground to form small hills. There was only a very narrow path left to walk on.

But the experimental device was still running, colorful liquids were boiling in the transparent container, and the room was filled with strange smells.

"Or I'll come back another day." It can be seen that Floyd is very busy now, and Mo Xie doesn't want to disturb him.

Frohn looked calm, as if the messy environment had nothing to do with him. "It's okay, let's go up."

The bald student was even more surprised. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

Wait… There are two floors upstairs, one for storing samples, and the other is Senior Frohn’s office.

Senior Frohn attaches great importance to privacy and has a clear division between work and life. Even if a full professor comes, he will only communicate with people on the first floor or go to the second floor to look at samples.

Who is this boy? How could he enter Senior Frohn's office?!

At the top of the stairs, Frohn leaned over slightly and said to the bald-headed student below: "He is my brother, Moshe Mackintosh. Let him in directly next time."

The bald student put away his surprised expression and said, "Yes."

Oh, it turned out to be the rising star of the college, the one who won the praise of Associate Professor Clapham and performed brilliantly in the military examination, and the younger brother of senior Frohn - Moshe Mackintosh.

That's fine.