Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

The magical potion that accelerates the growth of the World Tree was certainly not created by Moche.

The potion was one of the World Tree's backup plans. It knew that as long as the world remained under the rules of the Creator God, it would one day fall into slumber.

The World Tree cannot concoct potions on its own. Many of the ingredients in its recipes can only be made by humans, and all require sophisticated tools and instruments. Despite possessing boundless knowledge, it cannot apply it to practical use, making it difficult to achieve its intended effects.

"Thank you and Mauk for your generosity."

The World Tree is the origin and prototype of all plants in the world. One of its branches is as thick as Moche's arm. It is grayish-brown in color and has a rough surface. It is neatly arranged in a wooden box and does not look particularly special at first glance.

The old chief sat in his wheelchair, his cloudy eyes staring intently at the wooden box, seemingly still a little reluctant to part with it.

Mochet understood his feelings.

The World Tree that appears on the land of Mauk is only a part of its original form, and its branches cannot be broken off at will.

The so-called "branches and trunks of ancient trees" are just the tips of a few specific branches.

With only the old chieftain and his servants present, and a few guards standing watch outside the space, Moshe approached the old chieftain, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "If you trust me, please don't tell the current King Renekton about the growth potion."

The old chieftain's wrinkled face suddenly twitched, and his cloudy eyes shifted slightly as he stared intently at Moshe.

Mocher unfolded the recipe, his fingers sweeping from top to bottom, finally stopping at the bottom.

"For the medicine to be effective, none of these steps can be done wrong."

At the bottom line, a familiar name stands out.

The waiter asked with some doubt, "This matter... is it to be entrusted to Lord Torek?"

“You can think of it this way: Mr. Torek’s soul is already bound to the World Tree. He must obey the World Tree’s commands, and in exchange, he can use a portion of the World Tree’s power,” Moshe explained.

"You can ask Mr. Torek for details. In short, he is the right person to look after the World Tree."

Once the matter of the World Tree is settled, it's time to leave.

The waiter bowed deeply, his tone more respectful than ever before: "The old chief said that Mauk will always welcome you."

Moshe returned the greeting with a gentle smile, "Alright, see you next time."

The moment I left the space, the scene before my eyes flipped rapidly, as if I had traversed a considerable distance.

Once his vision stabilized and his feet were firmly planted on the ground, a sweet voice rang in Moshe's ears.

"Did you get the item?" A beautiful woman with brown hair and green eyes leaned against a tree, twirling a scroll in her hand.

Moshe nodded slightly. "Yes."

"How are things on your end, Cherry?"

“The materials you need are too numerous and extremely rare. Without the help of Defiance and Priano, I wouldn’t be able to gather them all right now.”

The woman was none other than Cherry Stobol, a product of forbidden magic used by certain members of the witch clan. She was currently considered the most powerful and highly skilled member of the witch clan in this world.

"Thank you." Moshe and Cherry disappeared into the forest, walking side by side.

Cherry raised the corners of her lips, and the scroll spun several times in the air before she caught it steadily. "I didn't choose the wrong person."

"Our young chieftain has done something big without making a sound. That woman must be furious."

After dealing with the scoundrels of the Witch Clan in the Western Continent, Cherry, like Moshe, set her sights on Chaos and the Creator God as her next targets.

Upon learning that Winry, the Marquis with a similar name to her, was one of the Chaos, she contacted Fate and began to closely monitor Winry's every move.

Her magical powers and special physique became the most convenient conditions, allowing her to sneak into Macintosh Castle undetected when Artborger was away.

However, this kind of operation consumes too much energy, and one can only infiltrate once a week for no more than five minutes at a time, otherwise the energy will be exhausted and the witchcraft will fail.

Unfortunately, whether Winry had already released her clones or used magic to conceal her whereabouts, Cherie and Rebels did not obtain any useful information.

Moshe parted a large leaf and said, “Since she can leave a clone in another world, it’s very likely that she will send a new clone to get rid of me.”

"Where are you planning to go?" Cherry asked casually.

"Tuangneco".

Shortly after Moshe arrived in this world, Arteberg held a family meeting.

Originally, the contents of the meeting were only known to the participants, but one day, the head butler Boris brought it up intentionally or unintentionally.

Tuaneco was the poorest of all the Mackintosh's territories, with a treacherous geography, harsh climate, year-round snow cover, and soil unsuitable for cultivation. The inhabitants were poorly educated. Only those who had committed offenses within the family were sent there, like my good-for-nothing nephew.

If you can achieve good results at the Royal Academy, there may be other options.

He said so.

This is an implication that after Moche graduates from the Royal Academy, Arteborgh will likely send him to Tuaneco.

They all thought Tuoneko was a worthless wasteland, and that going there meant certain death.

But for Mocher now, this is the most suitable choice.

The area is geographically treacherous, with harsh climate conditions and year-round snow cover. While the local population can adapt to this natural defensive barrier, outsiders will require more sophisticated measures to cope.

The soil is not suitable for cultivation, but with the help of Mitch Sackwin, the chief of plant cultivation, and his teachers, along with witchcraft, this land can be given a unique new life.

The residents have a low level of education. Because of this low starting point, their progress appears all the more remarkable.

Mocher decided to use his relationship with the headmaster, Dole, and his status as a direct descendant of the Mackintosh family to obtain the right to study abroad.

He will gather the seven treasures in Tuaneko to open the passage between worlds, disrupt the order of the two worlds, and force the two supreme beings to reveal themselves.

"As we discussed before, when you cast that spell through Huan Kou, there might be... Cherry?"

Upon hearing Moshe's voice, she met his probing gaze. Cherry instantly composed herself, blinked, and said casually, "I know that witchcraft might be absorbed in reverse, it's okay."

Cherry seemed preoccupied. Mocher keenly caught a flicker of panic in her eyes.

What could cause a person who has lived for hundreds of years, is decisive in killing and ruthless, and has always maintained a calm mindset to lose their composure?

There was something about Tuoneko that bothered her.

“The best viewing spot is just ahead.” Cherry beckoned with her finger, and the tree blocking the way pulled itself out of its roots and moved to the sides.

As a jumble of noises arose, the shadows of the trees shifted, revealing a sky of strange colors.

With a flick of her wrist, Cherry's fingers swept through the air, and the blood-red sunset materialized at a visible speed, then separated from the sky, flowing smoothly into the small bottle she had prepared beforehand.

"The materials are ready; we are prepared to reshape the physical body."