Reborn As Noble-Chapter 141: Javier’s Request ( )

"But motherrrr..."

"No, Javier. No."

"I’m going to school next week in the capital city for three whole months! Who’s going to take care of Buddy and Pikko? Please, Mother... let me bring them! Pleeease!"

Francesca sighed deeply, pinching the bridge of her nose. Her youngest son could be persistent when he wanted something.

"Please, my beautiful, young, and hot motherrr!" Javier begged, his eyes sparkling with desperation. "You know I can’t be away from Buddy and Pikko! They need me!"

Francesca couldn’t help but chuckle at his dramatic flair. "Javier, flattery won’t get you everywhere."

"But it’s true!" he protested, leaning in closer, his tone earnest. "What would I do without them? I promise to take care of them. Just let me bring them!"

Before she could respond further, the door swung open, and Lord Garius stepped in. He paused mid-step, raising an eyebrow at the scene before him. Javier was kneeling, clinging to Francesca’s thigh, looking up at her with pleading eyes.

"What is the commotion this time?" Garius asked, his voice calm but carrying his usual authority.

Francesca gestured toward their son with an exasperated look. "Your son here wants to bring his Pekkos to school in the capital. He’s been at it for hours!"

"Please, Father!" Javier turned his tearful eyes to Garius, shifting his pleading from one parent to the other. "You know how far the capital is! Buddy and Pikko are family! I can’t just leave them behind!"

Garius studied his son for a moment, his face carefully neutral, though inwardly, he fought the urge to smirk. He knew all too well the strengths—and antics—of Pekkos. His own golden Pekko, Giddies, was a marvel of speed and power, unmatched by any horse. But he also knew how much trouble these creatures could bring, particularly their voracious appetites and independent streaks.

Maintaining his stern expression, Garius crossed his arms. "Javier, horses are the appropriate mounts for nobles. They are dignified and well-suited for appearances."

"Father, please! You know no horse can match a Pekko’s speed. I promise they won’t cause any trouble!"

Garius pretended to consider it, rubbing his chin with a grave expression, though inwardly he relished the sight of his son squirming.

After a long pause, he finally nodded. "Very well. I permit you to bring your Pekko—what’s his name? Muddy?"

"It’s not Muddy! It’s Buddy!" Javier pouted.

"Whatever," Garius said with a wave of his hand. "But you must take full responsibility for them. That means keeping them under control at all times. If they cause any chaos, I will personally have them sent back home. Understood?"

"Yes, Father!" Javier’s face lit up instantly.

"Good. Now, go meet with Mr. Alf to make the necessary arrangements," Garius added.

"Thank you, Father! Thank you, Mother!" Javier exclaimed, scrambling to his feet and dashing off before either parent could change their mind.

As the door closed behind him, Francesca sighed again, this time with a faint smile. "He truly is your son."

Inside Garius’s mind, a mischievous thought lingered:

I can’t wait to see the faces of those noble children when Javier shows up with his Pekko. Perhaps, finally, they’ll open their eyes to how superior Pekkos are compared to their horses.

He nearly chuckled aloud at the thought but managed to maintain his composure.

"Darling?" Francesca’s soft voice pulled him back to reality.

"Hmm?"

"What are you thinking?"

"Oh, nothing, dear," Garius replied with a faint smile, leaning toward her.

Francesca raised a curious brow but said nothing more as Garius cupped her face gently and leaned in, pressing a passionate kiss to her lips. Surprised at first, Francesca quickly melted into the embrace, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him closer.

For a moment, the room was silent except for the sound of their connection. When they finally pulled apart, Francesca rested her forehead against his, her cheeks lightly flushed.

"Even after all these years, you still have a way of surprising me," she whispered with a smile.

"And you, my love, are the reason I never stop trying," Garius replied, his voice low and tender.

"By the way, darling," Francesca said softly, her fingers gently running through Garius’s hair as he rested his head on her lap.

"Hmm?" he replied, closing his eyes in comfort.

"If Javier brings his Pekko, Buddy, and Liana rides her own Pekko, Pikko, you do realize that horses won’t be able to keep up with them?"

Garius smirked slightly, keeping his eyes closed. "Yeah, I know."

"So... how are the guards supposed to escort them if Javier decides to dash toward the capital? You know it’s a seven-day journey by horse-drawn carriage," she asked, concern evident in her tone.

"Hmm?" Garius opened his eyes slightly, meeting her worried gaze. "Pekkos are fast and strong. They’re not just mounts; they’re monsters. Do you think any assassin chasing someone on a Pekko, riding only a horse, would even stand a chance of catching them?"

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"But..." Francesca hesitated, her hand still caressing his hair. "What about the journey? What if something unexpected happens?"

"Don’t worry about it," Garius said with a calm tone. "Liana is a capable escort. You know how strong she is."

"I know," Francesca admitted with a sigh, "but I still worry about Javier’s safety."

"Don’t worry too much," Garius reassured her, placing his hand over hers. "Those Pekkos are not only fast but also incredibly strong. Monsters would have a hard time hurting either of them. And besides..." Garius paused, a knowing smirk playing on his lips.

Francesca smiled as well, catching his unspoken thought. They both knew the truth about Javier’s immense power and talent. They also knew about the impressive arsenal and wealth hidden within Javier’s magical storage space—enough to rival a small kingdom.

"Very well, darling," Francesca said softly, leaning down to kiss his forehead. "I’ll accept your answer. But promise me you’ll still keep an eye on him from afar."

"Of course," Garius replied with a chuckle, his voice low and affectionate. "I always do."

Javier strutted down the hallway with a smug expression, humming a cheerful tune. His steps were light, and his mood was practically glowing. But suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, looking around frantically.

"Liana?" he called out, his voice tinged with worry.

The hallway was empty. She had promised to wait for him outside. Panic set in as his mind raced.

"Eeeeekkk!! Lianaaaaaa!!!" Javier wailed, preparing to dash off in search of her.

Before he could take another step, a familiar hand grabbed his shoulder, and a flick landed squarely on his forehead.

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"Young master, I’m right here," Liana said, her tone calm but laced with a hint of exasperation.

Javier froze, turning to face her with wide eyes before breaking into a sheepish grin. "Ohh!! Ehehhe..." Without warning, he leaned forward. "Chuuuu!"

Liana sighed, her hand resting lightly on her hip. She leaned in and kissed him on the lips, soft and reassuring.

"There," she said, her voice warm as she pulled back.

Javier’s grin widened. "Ehehe..." he chuckled, his earlier panic completely forgotten as he basked in her presence.

( End of Chapter )