Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

At first we were all very uneasy and panicked, thinking that he was just like the barbarians outside, trying to plunder something from our homes.

What happened next made us realize that this idea was wrong, and we were replaced by excitement and gratitude.

"This is my first gift to the Frost Tundra." He said this in front of all the tribesmen, and lightly tapped his index finger, and a green light flew out. Then, on the barren and desolate ice field, the first flower grew and bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Vivid and eye-catching, it was a color I had never seen before.

Some time passed.

I used to not believe that there were gods in the world. I thought they were all false fantasies made up by barbarians.

But now, I can say with certainty that the wizard is the messenger sent by God.

The wizard brought us advanced civilization.

He taught us farming techniques, helped us build our village, and gave us the power to fight back against the barbarians.

It turns out that life can also be warm, and this is what the Queen calls the "feeling of happiness."

……

I don't know what I'm going to do.

Maybe I hold a pen just to write and draw.

I lowered my head and saw my gray legs, tangled like tree roots.

Is this what I originally looked like?

……

We will have a new life.

……

"So the person who wrote the diary finally..." After listening to Moshe's story, Dalio frowned and chose his words carefully, "died?"

"Maybe." Or maybe they are like Nolan, living in another way.

Thinking of this, Mo Xie turned to the last page of the diary.

——If this diary is discovered and destroyed by others (especially the barbarians of Renekton), they will never be able to receive God's blessing. If you don't believe it, just try it.

The handwriting is neat and clear, unlike the messy second half, so it must have been written early in the morning.

Dalio had a complicated expression and couldn't help but take a step back. "What a vicious curse."

Moshe looked at the page thoughtfully.

Has Renekton's belief in the God of Creation reached the point of blind faith?

There are no traces of magic in the diary, which means that it is just words written on paper with a pen and no power attached to them.

The people of the Renekton Legion actually believed it and gave up destroying this "physical evidence".

This is probably the reason why the dragon-shaped ornaments can be stored on the shelf intact.

"By the way, Mo Xie, did you see anything longer? Like a stick, a shovel, or something like that." Dalio scratched his cheek a little embarrassedly. "In fact, there is something else under the bed, but it is blocked by the debris and buried in the deepest part. I can't get it out."

This is not something to be ashamed of when a teenager is still growing.

Mo Xie smiled slightly, "Let me do it."

He knelt on the ground and looked inside. After estimating the depth, he picked up a piece of wood next to him and started to move.

"Wait a minute! It's dirty in there!" Dalio stretched out his hand and grabbed nothing. Then he opened his eyes wide in surprise and said, "No, you can get into such a narrow place!"

Mo Xie did not reply. He could clearly feel the large particles of dust hovering in front of him, and something with a hairy texture that kept scratching his skin.

But this will not have any effect on him because he has already experienced dirtier and worse environments.

With a slight push of the wooden board, the scroll-like object came within Moshe's reach.

He reached out and grasped it, then slowly backed out.

"Ah, it's really dirty!" Seeing that Mo Xie's originally clean clothes became dirty, Dalio quickly took out the handkerchief he carried with him, poured some water from the kettle to wet it, and then wiped him simply.

"Thank you, Dario."

Dalio glanced at him, his hands moving non-stop, "You're welcome, we're roommates."

"No." Moshe suddenly wanted to rub Dalio's head, just like he used to do to the young warriors.

"Huh?" Dalio was puzzled, wondering what nonsense Mo Xie was talking about. Didn't they live in the same dormitory?

Mo Xie said sincerely, "We are friends."

“…” Dario was speechless and stuffed the handkerchief into his backpack.

Shouldn't this be said in a more intimate setting?

Sometimes I really feel that Moshe's words and actions are not like those of a genuine Renekton person. Could there be foreigners among his direct ancestors?

Exploration time is limited, so it is important to study new finds.

Moshe slowly unrolled the paper. There were only black lines on the light brown paper, forming a simple yet exquisite portrait.

Although there were no labels next to them, they still recognized the characters on the paper.

"This isn't that..." Dalio opened his mouth, then found that he couldn't find a noun to describe the image in his mind.

"He said his name was Nolan." Moshe looked at the painting carefully.

"Yes, you followed the teachers to remove the influence. So he... Nolan was the influence?"

Slender figure, handsome appearance, and most importantly, Nolan was wearing familiar clothes.

The uniform of Renekton Royal Academy.

He also wore a rose brooch on his chest.

These two features are enough to prove that Nolan was once a student in the advanced department of the Royal Academy of Rekton.

Dalio seemed to be touched, and his tone was much lower. "He should have been able to graduate successfully, right? What a pity..."

Now there is one more purpose for exploring the academy. After thinking for a moment, Mo Xie folded the portrait neatly and put it into the lining pocket.

I was supposed to take a walk around and explore other buildings, but I didn't expect the peace to be broken in an instant.

A buzzing sound erupted from somewhere, followed by the ground shaking violently. There were bursts of strange noises, like lightning striking my ears.

"What happened?!" Dario was startled by the sudden vibration. Driven by his survival instinct, he quickly pushed Mo Xie out, "Mo Xie, hurry——"

However, before he could finish his words, he seemed to be frozen, maintaining an exaggerated expression and posture, standing still without moving.

The smile in Mo Xie's eyes disappeared instantly and he walked out of the house.

He saw teachers and students in the same state as Dalio, and Cherry walking slowly towards him with a mysterious and dangerous smile.

"Oh? There is actually someone who can resist my technique."

The person, or creature, that caused this situation was flapping its huge wings, hovering high in the sky, uttering proud questions.

"Haha, so that's how it is. It's been so long, I almost forgot who I am."

Mo Xie raised his head high, staring at the creature with his golden eyes, and said calmly:

"You are the wizard."

The ice dragon breathed in and out, its ice-blue vertical beams slowly turning, emitting a powerful pressure.

"Yes, I was once like you."