Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Chapter 242: The Mirror of the World (Part )

When he saw the familiar Canvey Street, Moshe knew that this was the memory of his original body.

His body was out of control, but his senses were synchronized, and it seemed that the Midgard Mirror wanted him to relive the events from a first-person perspective.

Interestingly, he wasn't the only one in the audience.

[A young face, a familiar street... I see, this is the owner's memory.]

Nolan's voice rang in his ears, and then the restless hand poked his cheek again.

The sense of touch was transmitted to consciousness through the body, and Mo Xie tried to "speak".

[Nolan.]

Nolan paused, then immediately retracted his hand and said calmly:

[Hello, Master.]

Mo Xie did not mind his somewhat rude behavior and took the initiative to explain:

[I am now in the "Mortal Mirror", a treasure of the Yuanke clan. It is said that it can awaken memories hidden deep in the mind.]

Nolan nodded thoughtfully, then turned and stood in front of him.

[People seem to be afraid of you, have you ever done anything interesting?]

That's a euphemism, Moshe thought.

[I used to have a bad personality.]

This is a fact.

[oh? ]

Very rarely, Nolan showed a look of doubt.

[It's about to begin.]

Mo Xie could feel that he was slowing down his pace and his heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

[You probably didn’t come here to drink.]

Nolan said, looking at the wooden sign on the shop door.

Mo Xie remained silent.

He stood at the door for a moment, then as if he had made up his mind, he pushed the door open and walked in.

There were no customers inside, the tables and chairs were empty, and it was very deserted.

A woman stood in front of the counter and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Mo Xie."

"Who are you? What do you want from me?" Mo Xie heard his own childish voice, which seemed to be around eleven or twelve years old and hadn't started to change yet.

"Have you had lunch?" The woman did not answer his question. She ignored his wary look and slowly approached him. "There is a room upstairs reserved for guests. Why don't we go there and talk while we eat?"

Mo Xie answered without hesitation: "I have eaten, let's go."

"Okay." The woman nodded and led the way.

[She is a magician and can use holy rituals.]

Nolan's eyes sparkled, as if he had discovered something interesting.

[Is there magic in this tavern?]

Mo Xie could not feel the fluctuation of magic power.

In other words, his magic-intolerant body did not feel any discomfort.

[No. ]

Nolan answered in the affirmative.

They climbed the creaking wooden stairs to the second floor and entered the room at the end of the corridor.

The room was clean and tidy, with a pleasant aroma in the air that almost blended in with the quaint wooden furniture.

The woman leaned over and adjusted the cushion for him, then sat down on the round stool opposite.

"My name is Eve, and I'm the daughter of the owner of this tavern."

Mo Xie raised his chin slightly, motioning for Eve to continue.

Eve took out a dark green pen from the pouch on her waist. "Your mother, the Marchioness of Mackintosh, asked me to give this pen to you."

Mo Xie was stunned for a moment, then frowned and asked in a questioning tone: "My mother has passed away a long time ago, how could her personal belongings be lost? Moreover, if my mother wanted to leave me something, she could just ask the butler or my father to pass it on, why would she have to go through you? Do you dare to be responsible for what you say?"

Eve raised the corner of her lips slightly and handed him the pen. "You should have realized it."

"I don't understand what you're saying." Mo Xie glanced at the pen, his voice cold, "If you can't answer the question directly, then don't waste each other's time."

[Time changes a person. I'm sorry for doubting what you said just now.]

[But... you're also cute like this! ]

Is "cute" the only adjective in his vocabulary?

Moshe decided to ignore Nolan and focus on how things were going.

Eve stared at him, her emerald eyes sparkling. "What's your mother's name? What does she look like? Why is there no portrait of her in Fort McIntosh? Were you thinking about these questions just now?"

Seeing that Mo Xie remained silent, Eve leaned forward and handed the pen to him. "Turn the pen and you will get the answer you want."

[The magic contained in the pen should belong to your mother, the Marchioness of Mackintosh, Leticia Glory.]

Moshe did not respond.

Yes, he knows.

Because the Frost Moon Wolf Leader confirmed his guess, there was a female ghost-like being in the pen who looked very similar to him.

Who else could it be but Leticia Glory?

Mo Xie took the pen and said, "You only have this one chance." Then he pinched the cold pen body and slowly turned it along the direction of the thread.

In the perceptual field of vision, the familiar scene appears again.

A ball of red light flew out of the pen, repeating "Don't open" in an indistinguishable voice while wandering restlessly around the room.

It was Moshe who used the Perception Horizon, not Moshe MacIntosh.

From his perspective, it was probably just an ordinary pen.

"What did mother...say to you?"

However, to Mo Xie's surprise, the original body believed it.

His frown slowly relaxed, complicated emotions brewing in his heart, and he put the pen back in place.

"This pen will protect him on my behalf, that's what my lady said."

At this moment, a hint of sadness appeared in Eve's eyes. "Madam wants to watch you grow up, but protecting you is more important."

Mo Xie opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "What do you mean?"

[Could it be…]

Nolan was equally surprised.

"There is a kind of holy sacrifice that can protect a designated target from two fatal injuries." Eve spoke cruelly and coldly in a gentle voice, "The price is - the user's entire life."

Hearing this answer, Mo Xie felt his heart stop beating instantly and the blood in his body solidified, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Why did she do this?!" He heard himself screaming hysterically, "Will my future self die?"

Eve nodded slightly and said calmly, "Yes, you will die."

[impossible.]

Nolan's face was gloomy, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The master is the most powerful wizard in the world. Even if the title of Knight King and the title of True Spirit come, they may not be able to defeat him.

[Nothing is impossible.]

Mo Xie said lightly.

He was a man who had died once, and he knew that in front of the Supreme Being, he was nothing more than a speck of dust.

[Owner……]

Nolan immediately restrained his coldness, frowned slightly, and felt inexplicably distressed.

Mo Xie's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Eve, "Mother can predict the future? Don't be ridiculous! A person can only have one holy sacrifice!"

"You are right. A person can only have one holy sacrifice." Eve slowly closed her eyes and opened them after a few seconds.

"So the person who can predict the future is me."

Three golden halos appeared in her eyes, as if they had their own life, surrounding her pupils and slowly rotating.