Reborn As Noble

Chapter 205 Countdown to Freedom ( 205 )

”Hyaaaaarh! Just 2 more weeks of this boring school life! Kyahaa!!” Javier exclaimed, standing on his chair with arms raised like a triumphant warrior.

”Soon! Soon! I can go back home! To Armand region! Gyahahahaha!”

Liana sighed heavily, pressing a hand to her temple. ”Young Master, please donʼt shout like that in class. Youʼll cause a scene.”

Gloria, seated nearby, smiled knowingly. ”Ara~ Let him enjoy his excitement, Liana. Heʼs been counting down the days for weeks.”

”Ehehehehe! I canʼt wait to go back! More fun, more freedom! Gyahahahaha!” Javier continued, his enthusiasm unabated.

Liana shook her head, feeling her headache intensify with every dramatic gesture. It had been over a month since the battleground event was canceled due to an assassination attempt. The school had returned to normal, but the excitement before the event was long gone. For Javier, the days crawled by, and his longing for Armand was palpable.

”Young Master, you know shouting wonʼt make the days go by faster, right?” Liana remarked, her tone a mix of fondness and exasperation.

”I know! But it feels good to let it out! Ehehehehe!”

”And when you get home?” Gloria asked, resting her chin in her hand. ”Whatʼs the first thing youʼre going to do, Young Master?”

”Easy!” he declared, proudly pointing a thumb at himself. ”Buddy, Pikko, and I are going to explore the whole region again! I miss hunting, grilling meat, and sneaking into places Iʼm not supposed to! Gyahaha!”

The other noble kids in Class F turned their attention to Javier, who proudly stood on his chair, laughing maniacally as if free from the schoolʼs monotony.

”Hyaaaaarrr!” he shouted, his voice echoing through the classroom, arms waving theatrically. His eyes sparkled with excitement, and his wide grin lit up the room.

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The lower-ranked noble kids—children of barons and lower barons—exchanged nervous glances. Though accustomed to Javierʼs antics, none would approach him casually.

”The delinquent noble is at it again,” one whispered, chuckling uneasily.

”Yeah, but heʼs not so bad, is he?” another replied, eyes fixed on their desk.

Despite his chaotic presence, Javier had earned a unique reputation. As a countʼs son, he could easily belittle others, yet his antics brought a strange energy to dull Class F. His reputation as the ”delinquent noble” kept his classmates at a respectful distance.

Noticing the stares, Javier flashed a devilish grin. ”What? You lot jealous of my plans for freedom? Gyahaha!”

Awkward laughter filled the room as students quickly returned to their tasks, eager to avoid becoming the next target of Javierʼs playful jabs.

Liana, seated beside him, let out a resigned sigh. ”Young Master, if you keep this up, youʼll scare them even more.”

”Ehehehe! Let them be scared!” Javier declared, striking a victorious pose.

”Haaa... maybe theyʼre not scared of you. Theyʼre just smart enough to avoid the chaos you always bring,” Liana muttered, shaking her head as she adjusted her notes.

Javier turned his attention to the window, still standing proudly on his chair like the self-proclaimed king of Class F. His sharp eyes spotted a group of noble kids lingering outside—sons of viscounts, counts, and even a marquis. Known bullies, they sneered at the Class F students, clearly up to no good.

Javier leaned forward, resting a foot on his desk for emphasis. ”Oi!” he shouted, his voice slicing through the classroom buzz. ”Looking for a fight?!”

The bullies froze, their smirks fading as they realized who had addressed them.

Javierʼs grin turned devilish. ”Do you want me to kick your ball again?” he mocked, mimicking a kicking motion. ”No? Then scram!”

The memory of Javierʼs infamous crotch kick during the battleground qualifier haunted them. One of the bullies, pale-faced and trembling, grabbed the sleeve of the marquisʼ son. ”Letʼs get out of here!” he hissed.

The group didnʼt need to be told twice. With hurried steps and barely concealed fear, they bolted down the hallway, their bravado vanishing.

Javier watched them flee, laughing maniacally. ”Gyahahahaha! And stay gone!”

The rest of Class F exchanged amused glances. The delinquent noble might be loud and eccentric, but he had become their unofficial protector.

Liana sighed, rubbing her temple. ”Young Master, do you have to cause such a scene every time?”

”Scene? What scene? ” Javier replied smugly, hopping down from the chair and plopping back into his seat.

Gloria giggled softly. ”Ara~ At least heʼs keeping the classroom free of pests, Liana.”

Meanwhile, outside, Buddy let out an enthusiastic squawk, bounding across the courtyard as he chased after Pikko. She darted nimbly around trees, teasing Buddy by pecking at the ground before taking off again.

Determined not to lose, Buddy squawked louder, flapping his wings dramatically for extra speed as he rounded a corner, nearly toppling over a small decorative bush.

The courtyard buzzed with their antics, drawing the attention of passing students, some chuckling at the sight of the playful Pekkos.

”Are those... really mounts?” one bewildered noble student asked.

”They belong to that delinquent noble from Class F,” another replied, watching as Buddy triumphantly tapped Pikko with his beak.

Pikko squawked back indignantly, spinning around to chase Buddy in retaliation.

Their chaotic game continued, rustling leaves and bubbling laughter filling the air. The school guards, tasked with maintaining order, simply sighed and let the scene unfold. They had learned long ago not to try to herd Javierʼs Pekkos.

”Two more weeks! Kikiki! Two weeks!” Javier exclaimed, his eyes wide with exaggerated excitement as he leaned forward to stare intently at Liana.

”Young Master, please calm down,” Liana replied, shaking her head but unable to hide a faint smile.

Javier clapped his hands dramatically. ”Two weeks, Liana! Freedom awaits! No more boring school, no more stupid events, and no more pompous noble brats trying to show off their pathetic magic! Iʼm going back home to Armand region! Gyahahaha!”

He jumped onto his chair, spreading his arms wide as if proclaiming victory.

The other students in Class F glanced his way, some rolling their eyes and others chuckling nervously. They had long gotten used to the antics of the so-called ”delinquent noble.”

”Two weeks of this...” Liana muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose.

”And you know what, Liana?” Javier leaned closer, grinning.

”What is it, Young Master?”

”Iʼm going to do absolutely nothing productive for these two weeks. Kikiki!”

”Young Master, thatʼs not something to brag about,” Liana replied, shaking her head.

Javier laughed harder. ”Freedom, Liana! Two weeks till I teach Buddy and Pikko some new tricks before we leave! Gyahahaha!”

Outside the classroom, Buddy let out an enthusiastic squawk, seemingly understanding his masterʼs excitement. Pikko, ever graceful, replied with a dignified chirp, unimpressed by Buddyʼs antics but willing to indulge him.

Liana sighed, glancing at Gloria, who smiled serenely. ”Youʼve got your hands full, donʼt you, Liana?”

”Every single day,” Liana chuckled. ”But at least he keeps things... lively.”

( End of Chapter )