Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Horred went to inspect the territory.

This shocked the servants even more than his unusually early rising.

But when they saw the Ironheart bear cubs rolling in the snow and tearing at a piece of raw meat, everything seemed to make sense.

Horred Shazzo is very uncomfortable around any furry creature.

Of course, this doesn't mean he's a coward; perhaps he's allergic to the soft fur of non-human creatures?

The sky above Tuaneco is an endless expanse of white snow, as if it will never be blessed by the sun, cold and quiet.

Moshe stood on the edge of the terrace, looking down at the deep landscape below. "Did Mackintosh not set up a teleportation array in Tuoneko because of certain minerals and snow essence sand in the mountain?"

The legacy of the World Tree is a vast information repository, and Moche's skills allow him to quickly connect the information he needs.

“Not only that.” A wisp of magic flew from Cherry’s fingertip, traveled a distance in the air, and then suddenly made a sound, as if it had been detonated, and disappeared.

This touched on a blind spot in Mocher's knowledge: "Why does this phenomenon occur?"

“You know, this used to be a prison for serious criminals, mostly prisoners who were sentenced in Renekton,” Cherry explained to him. “The King of Renekton at the time ordered people to place four magical interference devices in this area using chain magic.”

A mere magic interference device shouldn't be able to achieve this, Moshe thought. Someone as comprehensive as the Marquis of Mackintosh would likely dismantle the device to provide better conditions for the land's inhabitants.

Seeing his thoughts, Cherry chuckled and said, "The old king, citing 'environmental monitoring, resource protection, and strengthened defenses,' has replaced the original magic interference devices with a magic blocking system, which can monitor all movements in this area in real time, including—"

“It.” Cherry’s smile became charming yet dangerous, and a grain of snow essence appeared on her fingertip without her noticing.

No wonder Tuoneko has so many snow mineral resources; it turns out they are controlled by the royal family.

Moshe stared at the rare material, a new plan forming in his mind.

“If anyone alters or removes the system, it will send an alarm to the palace. Marquis Mackintosh is a loyalist to the king and will not disobey his orders, even though doing so would cost Tuoneko his future.” Cherry’s tone was full of regret.

Moshe stepped into the house, taking out his communication pendant and gesturing to Cherie to follow.

"Marquis, do you have time now?"

Cherry used magic to prepare a table of hot tea, and upon hearing his address, she immediately showed interest.

"I'd like to talk to you about Tuaneco."

The meeting room at Fort McIntosh was silent, all eyes fixed on the blond, blue-eyed man at the end of the long table.

They would not forget the patriarch's habits, and when facing their own people, they would wear the lightest clothes and not wear any ornaments, as simple as a marquis standing in a high position of wealth and power.

The head of the family also has an unspoken rule when holding meetings: no one, except the royal family, is allowed to disturb them. Attendees must remain quiet and focused, and are not permitted to leave their seats during the meeting.

But what do they see now?

"Have."

The head of the family had a new blue earring on his left earlobe. Although the design was simple, the material of the earring was obviously very valuable.

In Renekton, it's not uncommon for men to have their ears pierced. Even knights who frequently use force occasionally need to use this type of magical tool, which is small and lightweight.

If they remembered correctly, the head of the family had his ears pierced to wear the earrings bestowed upon him by His Majesty the King. Once the attention died down, he took them off and never wore them again.

"Wait a minute, stay in touch."

They watched helplessly as the patriarch calmly uttered these words, lightly touching his earring with his finger, causing it to shimmer, before coldly saying to them:

"End of the meeting."

Wait a minute, isn't this wrong?

Even when he heard news of his beloved wife before, it only stopped for a moment.

Now, for someone's sake, not only was the meeting suspended, but it was also abruptly ended?

"Isn't this a good thing?" Robbie conjured a cake out of thin air, held a fork with his little finger, and laughed frivolously. "I'm here to report on my work today, not to apply for a budget. The sooner we finish, the sooner we can go home, and nothing will be delayed."

Hiram suppressed the urge to roll his eyes and said to him, "Then I look forward to the day you get kicked out of the meeting, so you'll never have to come again."

“My exploration team will be back soon, so I’ll be going now.” Frida stood up and nodded slightly to the two of them.

Robbie watched her retreating figure and chuckled, "Oh, she really loves those cold, hard stones."

Hiram pushed up his glasses and said sarcastically, his face expressionless, "You really love your fat to death."

The next day, in the territory of Tuaneco.

Horred and his men set up a small stall on a flat area. There were three storage boxes on the table and many Stone Flowers piled up next to them.

The residents of the territory finally emerged from their homes, exhausted, and dragged their heavy steps to the stall, where they lined up in an orderly fashion.

Today was the day for residents to collect their supplies. The storage boxes contained new clothes, hot meals, and daily necessities.

“How do you plan to increase the workforce?” Cherry’s gaze swept over them. “There are fifty-three people in total, with a serious gender imbalance, and most of them are elderly.”

"Do you need me..." A faint green light emanated from Cherry's hands behind her back, and her aura softened.

Moshe shook his head slightly. "No."

The development of the Tuonneco territory not only requires adapting to local conditions and maximizing resource advantages, but also trying to introduce new things.

After distributing the supplies, Hord asked the residents to wait a moment, "Please wait a moment, I need to introduce someone to you."

Under their questioning gazes, Moche approached Hored.

"This is a direct descendant of the Mackintosh family, Prince Moche, who will live with us as the acting lord of Tuoneco."

After hearing the explanation, the residents looked even more puzzled, whispering to each other while exhaling thick white breath.

Why would a nobleman's son come to a place like this?

Could he have been exiled by his family?

He looks like he's not even an adult yet. Can he really take on the responsibilities of a lord?

Mochet smiled and said, "Residents of Tuaneco, my arrival will not add any burden to you. On the contrary, I will do my best to make your lives more interesting."

He didn't give a long speech; after he finished speaking, he dismissed the crowd.

As he expected, the residents, whose temperaments had become cold along with the ice and snow, began to develop a strong curiosity about him.

Since I'm just idling around anyway, instead of staying home and waiting to die, I might as well follow this young man and act impulsively one more time.

A month later, a strange change occurred in the territory of Tuoneco.

When Moshe said he wanted to build a forge, several people who were still in relatively good health came forward, saying that they knew how to forge iron, make weapons, and were skilled in forging and smelting.

He said he wanted to build new houses, and a few people spontaneously formed a team, saying they had long wanted to level the area and build a few houses that could generate their own heat.

He said he would turn a rocky area into farmland. Several gaunt old men didn't believe him and decided to participate in the whole process to witness a miracle within a miracle.

He said he would open a road for people going up the mountain...

People stopped moving, their expressions turning panicked and bewildered, their eyes following the enormous figure.

Iron Axe walked ahead, shaking the snow from last night into the air.

He bowed slightly, his entire body shrouded in shadow.

"My lord, please entrust this task to me."

Behind him was... no, a snow-white hill, covered in thick fur, with sharp claws and teeth, exuding a wild aura.

It opened its gaping maw and approached the iron axe slowly, as if preparing for a hunt.

Iron Axe remained calm, grabbed its tongue without turning his head, and shook it up and down.

It wasn't angry; instead, it made a comfortable purring sound.

Moshe couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. "You've taken good care of it."

This small hill is the site of the Ironheart Bear cub, which was abandoned by its parents a month ago.