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On the morning of the second day, Dino took him to an audience with the Duke.

Because of yesterday's banquet, the participants woke up late. The Duke was having breakfast in his room.

It was a tall, imposing man, who was shirtless during the meal, and the maid was combing his back.

It seems that the upper body of Heyal has less hair, and from the back to the chest down, it has the same fur as ordinary orcs.

The Duke of Firebird had a beautiful reddish-brown fur and curly brown hair, which was shiny because of its abundant nutrition and good maintenance. He was arguably the healthiest orc Moshi had ever seen, and he was at the peak of his growth.

But this scientific gaze was soon interrupted.

The man turned his head and opened his arms to his son.

Dino stepped forward and hugged his father: "Brave the winter, father." ”

"Brave the harsh winter, my Dino. It's only been a few weeks, and you seem to be growing a lot taller again – good, good, it seems that travel can make you grow. By the way, have you seen Pamu?"

"Not yet. I'll visit later. But I'm going to see my sister first. ”

There are some similarities between the eyebrows and eyes of the father and son.

Mo Shi lowered his head.

After all, the other party is an animal with a human face, and the observational scrutiny seems too rude.

"This is ......" Finally, the duke's attention shifted to this side, "I didn't expect you to make new friends during the inspection?"

The Duke hoisted the word "friend" lightly.

Dino's tone was very frank and happy, perhaps a little proud: "Father, I hope this gentleman can become a magic teacher for me and my brother. His magical abilities are outstanding. ”

"Magic?"

The Duke finally got interested at this time, and turned to face Mo Shi.

"Are you someone's bastard? Is it the old Crowe old man's affair debt...... Wait, it can't be me, right?" the Duke looked at his "Heyar" face and shook his head, "No, no, it shouldn't be, you don't look like me." ”

Mo Shi did not answer.

"Father, Mr. Moshi doesn't seem to remember anything. ”

"Amnesia?"

"Yes. Dino replied again for Moshi.

"I've heard that people have this symptom when they have a head injury...... "The Duke looked at the stranger suspiciously, "Dino, this gentleman has forgotten everything, but remembers that you are the son of the Firesparrow?"

The implication of clinging, though arrogant and mean, is a real motive for Moshi.

——In order to "promote the progress of civilization" as Blue Bird said, he needs to try his best to go "up".

In feudal society, it was simply impossible to start as a commoner and eventually succeed in gaining power. Mo Shi was clear. However, he was desperate to reclaim his magical skills and memories.

Moshi removes his hood, revealing his neck and ears.

The duke fell silent at once.

"Sit down with this gentleman. He pulled out a chair and invited.

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On the opposite side of the dining table sat an unclothed female orc, who was obviously not "Hhyar", but she was indeed a beauty. The fur is full and has a graceful curve from the tip of the nose to the neck.

Probably the Duke's lover......

Thinking like this, Mo Shi quietly retracted his afterglow.

Dino apparently had a disdainful and hostile attitude towards the woman, and asked her father to recuse her.

The duke didn't say anything, nodded with a smile, and let her go down.

Dino sat down next to the teacher he had chosen, his tail wagging back and forth, very undignified.

The Duke glanced at his son's tail, raised his gaze to look at Mo Shi's ears for a moment, and said, "The high priests of the kingdom have a tradition of shaving their hair all over their bodies...... Will you be born into a family of priests?"

Mo Shi shook his head.

"What is your hometown like, warm or cold?"

"I don't remember my hometown. ”

"I don't even remember my homeland......," he asked, "sir, are you really sick, or are you in any trouble?"

"Mr. Mo Shi doesn't even remember a month or a year, and of course he can't answer the things you asked. Dino hurriedly replied.

The Duke raised an eyebrow, thoughtful.

He was clearly not as naïve as his youngest son to believe this level of peculiar rhetoric.

Mo Shi picked up the flask on the table.

It was a tin and iron flask, and the wine inside was almost completely cold.

He just picked it up, and handed the flask back to the duke.

"I thought you were going to pour me wine, it's not ......," because Mo Shi held the handle of the flask, and the man reached out to grasp the bottom of the flask to hold it, but he let go of his hand suddenly.

The flask falls to the ground.

Dino bent down to pick up the flask. He noticed that no liquor had been spilled.

He said casually, "Father, you've drunk too much, right? ”

And when he came into contact with that flask—

"It's hot?!"

The boy retracted his hand suddenly.

His look of surprise was similar to that of the Duke. The father and son looked at each other for a moment, and then turned their gaze to Mo Shi at the same time.

"It's about the magic of fire. Mo Shi smiled and said, "How?"

"But you don't chant at all...... "The Duke looked at him incredulously.

"No, you don't. This level of magic can be done without the aid of chanting. ”

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Instantly heat and evaporate the wine that the Duke was drinking—

Not the magic of fire, but the magic of water, which causes water molecules to move at high speed and change form.

Since there is very little alcohol left, you can just use the second-level water magic. In the case of being able to use level 4, level 2 magic does not require him to chant a secondary spell.

Based on the previous casual conversation with Dino, Moshi had already deduced that this was a world with very low magic content, and magic technology was very backward, so it can be said that it was almost undeveloped.

In that case, this should be about the same.

Sure enough, after demonstrating the uncomplicated magic of the water system, Moshi succeeded in getting his first job: teaching magic to the sons of the dukes.

In connection with this, the Duke invited him to all the banquets held in the castle.

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Getting engaged seems to be a big deal beyond Moshi's imagination. The feast was connected day and night, as if it would never end.

As the duke's son, Dino was even more in the crowd, and was pulled into the quagmire of socializing and couldn't get out. He kissed every lady's knuckles and shook hands with every gentleman as requested.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the third day that Mo Shi had followed Dino Firebird to Wet Feather City.

As night falls, the third dinner is held.

As usual, Moshi wanted to sneak out of the hall early after dinner, return to the house to rest, or walk around the castle, but things suddenly changed-

There was a murder in the Duke's castle.

For now, everyone is being asked to stay in the hall and not leave without permission.

Maids, valets, young masters and young ladies born in the nobility, members of the orchestra, singers, minstrels...... Everyone was crammed into the otherwise spacious hall, less than an arm's length from each other.

Outside the window was a dark night with wind and snow.

Mo Shi stood against the wall, supporting part of his body weight on the staff in his hand.

- He was a "stranger" who was invited into the castle as a magic teacher for the sons of the dukes, and he had only been here for more than two days.

In the eyes of the other guests at the banquet, Mo Shi was obviously an eccentric person.

He wore a black tunic and a black hood, and dressed like a priest. He was a newcomer, but he wasn't introduced to the crowd. He sat at the end of the table for the whole dinner, and did not dance after the music began.

Now Mo Shi was standing in a corner of the room. The closest to him was a group of noble ladies who were discussing the marriage of their children.

They glanced at him from time to time, expecting him to come up and talk.

However, Mo Shi did not intend to fulfill their wishes. Even, he was afraid that they would be overly curious about him—he hadn't thought about how to structure and explain his background......

"Lord Moshi!"

Someone was calling him.

He looked up and saw a young girl in a plain dress walking towards him through the crowd.

"Duna. He replied softly, and watched as the girl walked over to him.

She was now his personal lady-in-waiting—and his only attendant.

If someone is not a nobleman, it can be seen at a glance from the outside. The aristocrats known as "Heyar", such as the group of low-voiced noblewomen, had human faces, and canine ears with furry claws peeking out from under their dresses. And if it is a "civilian", it is like the girl Duna and other attendants, it is a dog's head.

"What's going on, Lord Moshi, the Knights' guards told us all to come here. The girl asked cautiously and softly, sniffing the coat of Moshi with the tip of her leathery brown nose, "Fortunately, you are not injured. ”

Mo Shi nodded.

"It seems that someone has died in the prayer hall, which is the easternmost small building. He said equally softly.

"...... in distress"

Mo Shi originally wanted to tell the girl all the scattered clues he had heard about and sort out his thoughts by the way, but at this time, someone else came towards him.

"I heard that you will be a magic teacher for all the young masters and young ladies. The comer said.

It was a "Hyar", a young man with thick golden-brown eyebrows and a wheat-colored face, his cheeks reddened from drinking. He was tall and muscular, and he was extremely powerful.

Moshi remembered the man. At the dinner feast, he sat near him.

"I do, sir. Mo Shi replied respectfully.

The man introduced himself: "I'm Sheka Hawthorn. It is Young Master Dino's swordsmanship teaching. ”

"Moshi. ”

He said his first name, but did not mention his last name. The other party looked at him with dissatisfaction.

Mo Shi let himself smile and looked sincere: "It is my honor to work with you in the future. ”

"Why do you wear a hood in such a warm place, Mr. Moshi?" the man asked, looking him up and down, "and it's not polite to talk to people like that." ”

Despite having a similar face to a human, Heyal is taller than a human.

At this moment, the man stared at Mo Shi condescendingly, his ears moving slightly sideways.

Mo Shi's maid Du Na took half a step forward, blocking a position in front of Mo Shi.

But the Heyar didn't pay any attention to what she meant, and insisted on walking to Moshi.

"You smell weird. He said.

"I've only been here for two days from a village near the sea. Mo Shi explained vaguely.

The man seemed thoughtful, and then said, "Maybe it's inconvenient because you're holding a staff, let me help you—"

The swordsmanship instructor quickly reached out and ripped Mo Shi's hood off.

Mo Shi subconsciously raised his arm, wanting to grab the hood.

Because of this, his entire head, as well as his hands, were exposed to the man's gaze.

Of course, Sheka Hawthorn was even more surprised than Moshi.

Mo Shi's hands have no hair or claws, and there are no animal ears above his head. There don't seem to be elves on this continent, but in the world where Moshi was born, people call all of his ears "elven ears"—ears peculiar to humans suffering from "elven disease."

"Hmm......"

Shekha's lips opened and closed, as if he didn't know what to say.

"Where are you from?" he finally asked, "is it Hhyal of the priestly family to the south?"

Mo Shi smiled and shook his head.

He put his hood back on, this time without hiding his hands: "I woke up from the shore and didn't remember anything, but I was brought here thanks to the appreciation of Young Master Dino. ”

The man wanted to ask something, but at that moment, the owner of the castle, the Duke of Firesparrow, came in through the gates.