Reborn as a Mad Dog from a Noble Family

Chapter 189: Father doesn’t know how to take care of children!

The well-informed Matty Clapham looked at the boy in the teenager's arms with a rare look of confusion.

"You said this child is Mo Xie?"

Arthurs nodded seriously, "Yes." Then he took out the communication pendant and weapon pen that Moshe carried with him as proof.

"There is no trace of magic on him. Could it be the secret technique of the East Continent..." Martyri said after a moment's silence, "Perhaps Mr. He knows something."

So the three of them took little Moxie to find He Gu.

Compared with young people, the leaders have better dining habits and their words and actions are in accordance with etiquette. They can be said to be the quietest table on the sword-testing stage.

Seeing Artborg sipping tea with a calm expression, Marty decided to report Moshe's condition to him as a father first. "Commander-in-chief, Moshe has turned into a child for some reason and has been unconscious."

"What?" Barrett's hand shook, and the chopsticks he had held firmly fell onto the table again.

There was indeed a boy in Arthurs' arms, with black hair and fair skin, wrapped tightly in Moshe's coat.

How could a normal person suddenly turn into a child? Was there an enemy attacking? !

Before Artborg could speak, He Gu's eyes focused, and a kind of aura emanated from his body. Then he actually picked up Arthurs sideways, and with a little force on his feet, he jumped steadily onto the sword suspended in mid-air.

"Hold on tight! Let's go to the wing room!"

"Ah!" Arthur felt surprised and ashamed when his body suddenly flew into the air and was held in this position, but he still hugged the boy tightly in his arms.

"Mingyue, lead the way for the rest of us."

"I know." A girl responded, looking up from the pile of delicious food.

He Gu flew away on his sword and disappeared from people's sight in a short while.

He passed through many buildings and finally landed in a quaint courtyard.

After leaving He Gu's arms, Arthurs' body stiffened. He followed him into the room and gently placed little Moshe on the bed.

Little Mo Xie's eyes were tightly closed, and he didn't move at all. If his body wasn't still warm, and his breathing and heartbeat were not steady, he would have looked like he was going to sleep forever.

He lifted his clothes, and a stream of air pushed the chair so that he could sit right next to it.

His hand moved from Moshe's wrist to his chest, and he explored it quietly for a moment, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, his expression very solemn.

Seeing him like this, Arthurs couldn't help but ask, "What happened to Moshe?"

"Having a body full of Qi is a good thing. But this young master has a special physique. There are two... no, three forces colliding in his body. If it is not relieved in time, it may be life-threatening."

After saying this, He Gu suddenly remembered that they did not speak the same language, so he first covered his heart with his hand, then turned it into a palm knife and slowly wiped it across his neck.

"Mo Xie might die?!" After understanding what He Yu meant, Arthurs' breathing stagnated and a buzzing sound echoed in his head.

Archibald, who had just stepped into the room, couldn't believe what he heard and ran over immediately, "Is there any way to save him?"

Following closely behind, Marty finally enabled them to achieve barrier-free communication.

"What we Chinese land lacks the least is Qi, so the most direct and effective way is to eliminate all the forces in his body except Qi." As he spoke, a faint golden light emerged from He Gu's body, condensed into a line, and connected to Xiao Moxie's body.

"I will force out some of that power. You can try to feel it and see if you have encountered it somewhere before."

"Okay." The three of them nodded in unison.

He Gu closed his eyes, and put his index and middle fingers together in front of him. The golden line swayed, sometimes loose and sometimes tight, like a fishing line that caught a fish. As he pulled, an icy blue aura seeped out of Mo Xie's body.

"Magic power?"

"Such a familiar magic."

Arthurs was silent for a moment and then said, "This is my father's magic."

Why does Moshe have his father's magic power in his body?

Can people without magic power also store magic power?

Will these magic powers have any effect on his magic-intolerant physique?

All these questions came to his mind at once, almost causing his brain to stop functioning.

What he didn't know was that his magic power once existed in Mo Xie's body, but it was "detonated" and cleared out by Mo Xie's witchcraft long before he entered the academy.

Marty understood and immediately sent a message using a communication tool.

"Now that we know where this power comes from, what should we do?" Arthurs's voice trembled. He had a very strong premonition that what He Wei was about to say would overturn his cognition.

"There is no sign of magic on Young Master Mo Xie's body, so we can basically judge that he turned into a child as a self-protection mechanism of the body. As long as he stays close to the source of that power, the power will probably be absorbed back, thus saving his life from danger."

Is he serious? Arthurs couldn't help but look at He again.

There was a serious expression on his young face, and his tone was firm and earnest, making him look very trustworthy.

"That is to say, that person has to keep Moshe with him until he recovers." Arthurs was worried that he had missed some details, so he expressed it again in a different way.

He Gu nodded without hesitation, "Yes."

Arthur took a deep breath, and his heart finally died.

He could clearly count the number of times he had seen his father since he could remember.

My father would spend important days with his family, bring gifts to his family every time he went out, and even every dinner and party would have a special expression.

Recalling the past, Arthurs looked a little lonely.

In his short childhood, he did not have his father's embrace and care. He just looked at the loving couple and put all his attachment to his family on his mother Wen Li.

It is precisely because of this that he is hostile to Moshe, his half-sister who wants to share his mother's love with him.

It is a blessing that Mo Xie can still be saved.

But the problem is that the father... doesn’t know how to raise a child at all!

Does he know how to hold a baby?

Does he know how fragile a child's body is?

Does he know what preschoolers can eat?

He doesn't even know!

Ah, although I don’t know either, I will definitely do better than my father!

I'm afraid that before he could fully absorb the power, Mo Xie would be left alone to die by his father!

The blond, blue-eyed little man shouted in his heart.

If Euphemia knew what he was thinking, she would definitely say helplessly that he was just a child in his early teens and the young master of a noble family, so how could he take care of others like a servant.

Back to the present, Art Bolger sat at the table, listening quietly to Martyri's retelling, his eyes fixed on little Moshe who was still in a coma on the bed.

"I understand. I'll keep him with me." He said calmly.

Listen, what did my father say? Bring him with you? Isn't this what semi-free range means? Arthurs thought frantically.

"Mo Xie has your magic power in his body. Do you know why?"

Artbolg finally looked away, looked at Martyri, and slowly shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Everyone in the Kingdom of Rekton knew that Marquis MacIntosh was an absolutely loyal minister, upright, chivalrous, and never lied.

If he could put magic power into the body of a person without magic power, he would have reported it to the royal family long ago and asked the Royal Academy to conduct relevant research.

"That's perfect. You and Young Master Mo Xie can stay in this room tonight." He Gu waved his hand, and a stream of air pushed open the wooden screen, revealing the full view of the room. "Although the layout is simple, the furniture is complete. On the left hand side of the door is the toilet. Ah, the toilet."

"As for the rest of your army, just like I said at the beginning, spend the night on the sword testing platform." He smiled and said, "The barrier of our Life Gate has always been solid, you can rest assured. If you are really worried, you can also arrange for people to take turns to watch at night."

Art Borg nodded slightly, "Thank you."

"We are the ones who should thank you. This kind of thing happened in Yishengmen, and not only did you not blame us, you also actively cooperated to solve it. We are really ashamed." He Gu turned his gaze to the bed, then spread out the quilt and gently covered the black-haired boy with it.

Just as his hands left his body, the boy made a faint sound.

"Well……"

"Young Master Mo Xie has woken up!"