Reborn As Noble

Chapter 175 Laughter and Rivalry ( 175 )

Eridithʼs laughter slowed as she suddenly blinked, her expression shifting to one of realization. ”Marcellus… Marcellus… Cedric… wait a minute.” Her eyes widened as she pointed a finger at Garius and Francesca. ”Arenʼt those the current strongest mage and the strongest paladin in the kingdom? Those two are your sons?”

Garius and Francesca exchanged a knowing glance before clasping hands together. Without a word, Francesca leaned toward Garius and planted a soft kiss on his cheek before resting her head on his shoulder, her smile warm and content.

”Ugh! You two lovebirds!” Eridith groaned, throwing her hands up dramatically. ”Stop being so disgustingly sweet in front of me! And donʼt forget about our promise!” She pointed an accusing finger at Garius. ”Iʼm still going to be your wife, Garius! Donʼt think you can get out of it!”

Francesca chuckled softly, her eyes glinting with amusement as she glanced at Eridith. ”Of course, Eridith. But youʼll have to wait just a little longer.”

”Hmph! Fine!” Eridith huffed, crossing her arms and pouting like a child. ”But no more delays after this, got it?”

Garius sighed, shaking his head with a small smirk. ”Haaa... as if I have a choice.”

”You donʼt!” Eridith declared firmly.

Francesca stood gracefully, smoothing her dress as she rose from her seat. She leaned down, her warm brown eyes locking with Gariusʼs as a playful smile graced her lips. Without hesitation, she kissed him passionately, her hands resting gently on his shoulders.

Breaking the kiss, she whispered softly, ”Dear, Iʼm going to continue with the packing.”

Garius raised an eyebrow. ”Already?”

Francesca turned toward Eridith, her tone light but teasing. ”Eridith?”

”Hmm?” Eridith looked up from her plate, still munching on a piece of meat.

”Garius is all yours,” Francesca said with a sly smile before walking toward the door.

”Hehehe,” Eridithʼs eyes sparkled with mischief as she wasted no time. She immediately wrapped her arms around Garius, hugging him tightly. Leaning closer, she inhaled deeply, her expression turning blissful. ”Ahhh... after so long... finally...”

Garius froze, his hands hovering awkwardly in the air. ”Eridith...”

”Hush,” she said, holding him tighter. ”Let me enjoy this moment. Iʼve been waiting for so long, you know.”

”Haaa...” Garius sighed, glancing toward the door where Francesca had exited. ”Why do I feel like she planned this?”

From down the hall, Francescaʼs soft laughter echoed, almost as if she had heard him.

As Francesca walked gracefully down the hallway, she was briefly interrupted by the faint sound of kissing coming from the dining room behind her. She paused for a moment, glancing back with a knowing expression.

”Well...” she murmured to herself, her lips curling into a soft smile. ”She has been waiting for so long...”

Her fingers lightly brushed the edge of her gown as she continued on her way, her heart filled with calm acceptance. ”And soon, sheʼll be his wife and my co-wife. Itʼs only right for her to have her moment.”

Francescaʼs smile deepened, her warmth and understanding reflecting the bond she cherished with Garius. Despite the complexities of their family, she felt nothing but happiness for what was to come.

However, as she continued down the hall, her serene smile suddenly wavered. A thought hit her like lightning, and her steps slowed.

”Crap!” she muttered under her breath, her eyes widening slightly. ”If Nyxara and the other two find out that Eridith is becoming the next wife before them...”

Her mind raced as she imagined the chaos that would follow. Nyxara, with her dramatic flair, would storm the Armand estate, demanding explanations while flirting outrageously with Garius. The other two—no less strong-willed—would likely have their own intense reactions.

Francesca sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose as she pictured these scenarios. ”This is going to be a headache.”

She quickly regained her composure, smoothing her dress and straightening her posture. ”Haa... well, nothing I canʼt handle. But Iʼd better prepare myself for their inevitable arrival.”

A small chuckle escaped her lips as she resumed walking. ”Dear, you always do find yourself in the most complicated situations. And yet, somehow, it always works out... eventually.”

Inside the Noble Academy Cafeteria

Liana gracefully placed a tray of food in front of Javier. ”Here is your food, Young Master,” she said softly.

”Thank you, Liana,” Javier replied with a grin, his eyes lighting up—until he looked at the plate. His grin quickly faded. ”Ughhh... Liana, do I really need these veggies?”

”Just eat them, Young Master,” Liana replied firmly, crossing her arms.

”Fine...” Javier groaned dramatically, picking up his fork like it was a heavy weapon. After a moment, he gestured to the seat beside him. ”Liana, take a seat next to me.”

”I canʼt, Young Master,” Liana said gently. ”Weʼre in a public place. It wouldnʼt be appropriate.”

Javier sighed, slumping in his chair. ”Ugh, this is why I hate eating in the cafeteria. Itʼs boring, and people keep staring. Thatʼs why I suggested we go to our usual spot in the forest. We could grill more meat and let Buddy and Pikko eat too.”

”No, Young Master,” Liana said firmly, giving him a pointed look. ”If we do that, weʼll both fall asleep like last time, and youʼll miss afternoon class... again.”

Javier leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms and pouting like a child. ”Haaa... fine, but Iʼm telling you, this is no way to live. Veggies and rules? Whatʼs the point of being a noble if I canʼt do what I want?”

Liana chuckled softly, her smile both fond and exasperated. ”The point, Young Master, is discipline. Now, finish your food, including the vegetables.”

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Javier poked at the greens with his fork, muttering under his breath. ”Yeah, yeah... Iʼll eat it.”

While Javier reluctantly picked at his vegetables, the lively chatter of the cafeteria was interrupted by a loud voice.

”Well, well, well… look who we have here—the ʼdelinquent noble,ʼ” the boy smirked, his group laughing behind him as they stopped at Javierʼs table.

Javier didnʼt look up, casually taking another bite of his food. ”Hmm?”

”Look at this one,” the boy sneered, pointing at Javier. ”His father is a count, yet he only has one personal maid. How pitiful.”

His group burst into exaggerated laughter.

Javier set down his fork and leaned back in his chair, finally giving the boy his full attention. ”Hmm? What do you want, ʼViscountʼ son?” he said, a teasing grin on his face. ”Did you come to get your ʼballʼ kicked again?”

The boy instantly turned pale, his hands flying to cover himself. ”H-How dare you!” he stammered, his face flushed with embarrassment. ”Just remember this—Iʼm going to defeat and crush you on the battleground next week!”

”Yeah, yeah, whatever...” Javier replied lazily, waving a hand dismissively as if the boy wasnʼt worth his time.

The Klimbert boyʼs embarrassment turned into anger as he pointed at Liana. ”Poor you... only one maid. Ahahaha! How pathetic!”

Javier smirked, leaning back in his chair. ”Hmm?” His eyes gleamed as he added, ”But my ʼmaidʼ is a beautiful elf. Not like the ones you have...” He gestured toward the Klimbert boyʼs maids, who looked awkward but said nothing. ”Iʼd rather have one Liana than ten of... whatever this is.”

The Klimbert boyʼs face burned with embarrassment as his maids exchanged awkward glances, some stifling giggles at the insult. ”Y-you…!!”

Liana, standing quietly beside Javier, hid her amusement behind a polite smile, her eyes glinting slightly as she glanced at the Klimbert boy. ”Young Master,” she said softly, ”do finish your meal. You wouldnʼt want to keep the ʼviscountʼs sonʼ waiting for his next embarrassment.”

Javier chuckled, grabbing another bite of food. ”Ehehe, youʼre right, Liana. Canʼt let him get bored before the Battleground, can we?”

The Klimbert boy, shaking with anger, turned and stormed off, his entourage following. ”Youʼll see, Javier! Iʼll humiliate you in front of everyone next week!!”

”Sure, sure. Try to protect your ʼballʼ until then!” Javier called after him, laughing as the boy stomped away.

Javier leaned back in his chair, lazily watching the Klimbert boy leave with his group. After a moment, he turned to Liana with a curious expression.

”Err... Liana?”

”Yes, Young Master?” she replied, her tone calm and composed as she poured tea into his cup.

”That Klimbert boy... umm... whatʼs his name again?” Javier asked, scratching the back of his head.

Liana tilted her head slightly, thinking. ”Umm... I donʼt really remember, Young Master,” she admitted, her voice soft but honest.

Javier shrugged, waving it off casually. ”Well, heʼs not important anyway.”

Liana chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling with quiet amusement. ”Indeed, Young Master. Shall I bring you more tea?”

”Ehehehe, sure, Liana,” Javier grinned, grabbing another bite from his plate.

( End of Chapter )