Reborn As Noble-Chapter 227: The Family We Choose ( )

"Liana, Gloria… where’s Errinette?" Javier groaned, stretching his arms as he leaned back in his chair. "Ugh… I’m done with this blessing ceremony. Can we go home now? I can’t wait to be back—our real home."

His eyes gleamed with impatience. The Armand region. That was where he truly belonged.

Liana, standing beside him, let out a soft sigh. "Be patient, young master. We have to wait for Mrs. Errinette."

Javier clicked his tongue, crossing his arms. "You do realize the distance from here—to our region takes seven days, right?"

"Yes, young master," Liana replied smoothly. But then her eyes gleamed playfully as she ran her fingers through his hair, gently caressing his head. "If we were using a horse-drawn carriage, that would be the case…"

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She smiled knowingly.

"…But we’re using our Pekkos, right?"

Javier stared at her for a second, then sighed in defeat. "Fine."

Javier reached into his magic storage, pulled out two silver coins, and casually handed one to Iria and one to Iziya.

"Here. Your salary for these two weeks of service."

The two girls froze, their expressions shifting from surprise to concern.

Iria’s fingers trembled as she hesitantly took her coin, her heart racing with dread. Iziya’s face drained of color as she clutched hers tightly, both of them suddenly frozen in worry.

Their panicked expressions didn’t go unnoticed. Javier lounged comfortably, but as he narrowed his eyes at them, the weight of their silence became palpable.

"…What’s with you two?"

Iria and Iziya exchanged glances, their hearts sinking. The thought raced through their minds: Are we… being left behind?

The thought gripped them with fear, and images of their previous struggles flashed in their minds. They had no family, no home to return to, only the cold streets that felt like prison bars closing in. The memory of begging for scraps and the desperate search for a place to sleep haunted them. Would they be forced to wander the city like before—begging, stealing, struggling to survive once more?

Javier’s sharp gaze flicked between them as he sensed their mounting distress. The restlessness in their posture, the way they fidgeted with their coins, didn’t escape his notice.

Then, a mischievous grin spread across his face.Javier leaned forward, his piercing eyes locking onto them, lowering his voice to a near whisper.

"…Do you two actually think you can go after getting paid?" His tone turned teasing, playful yet dark.

Iria and Iziya gulped audibly, anxiety coursing through them, their hearts racing.

But then—

"YOU’RE BOTH STAYING WITH ME FOREVER!"

Their bodies went rigid, their faces flushing with both shock and relief. The weight of uncertainty vanished in an instant as understanding flooded over them.

Gloria, witnessing the scene, covered her mouth, stifling a giggle. "Ara~ young master, that was quite dramatic."

Liana simply shook her head, a soft smile forming on her lips. "You truly have no intention of letting them go, do you?"

Javier leaned back with a smug satisfaction. "Obviously. These two are mine now."

Iria and Iziya stood there, frozen in delight, their hearts racing with a mix of emotions. With bright eyes shining with gratitude, they clutched their coins tightly, their joy bubbling over as they exchanged shy, excited glances. They were safe, and for the first time in what felt like forever, they had a place to belong.

Javier let out a frustrated groan, stretching his arms as if trying to shake off his impatience. "Ugh… I’m going out. Waiting for Mrs. Errinette is taking too damn long." His voice dripped with irritation, frustration bubbling under the surface.

Without another word, he stood up and casually started walking toward the exit, his brow furrowed in annoyance.

"Young Master, wait!"

Liana and Gloria immediately rushed after him, their skirts swaying gracefully as they matched his unbothered pace.

"We shouldn’t leave without Mrs. Errinette!" Liana chided, her voice calm yet firm, a hint of authority underlying her concern.

"Ara~ young master, are you running away from responsibility?" Gloria teased, her tone light despite the underlying tension, yet she, too, kept close behind him.

Javier ignored their remarks, the determination etched in his countenance.

Then—

Two small figures suddenly rushed forward, breaking through the crowd.

Iria and Iziya, panic clear in their eyes, bolted after him without hesitation.

There was no discussion, no time to second-guess. Their hearts raced, and driven by a wave of fear, they instinctively moved in tandem.

They didn’t care where he was going; they only had one thought in mind—

They weren’t staying behind.The thought echoed in their minds, a desperate plea fueled by the fear of abandonment. They weren’t losing their chance for safety and belonging again.

As soon as they stepped outside, Javier threw his arms into the air and shouted gleefully,

"Buddy! Ehehehehe!"

A loud, enthusiastic cry echoed across the courtyard as Buddy bolted forward, his large, rounded body bouncing with excitement. His wings flapped dramatically, eager to express his joy.

Meanwhile, Pikko, ever graceful, approached them at a relaxed pace radiating a sense of calm amidst the uproar.

But behind them loomed a much larger Pekko.

Silverwind.

Mrs. Errinette’s personal mount, towering over both Buddy and Pikko, exuded an aura of quiet dignity—a battle-hardened steed, trained for both speed and combat. The sight commanded respect, but Javier barely spared the larger Pekko a glance.

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"Hmm… So, Mrs. Errinette has her own Pekko," he mused, tapping his chin. "I got Buddy, Liana got Pikko…"

A slow, cheeky grin spread across his face.

"Hmmmm… Gloria can mount Liana’s Pekko…"

He turned to Liana, smirking. "That means you and I will ride together, right? Ehehehehe~"

Liana sighed, rubbing her temple as if dealing with a long-familiar headache. "Young Master…"

Before she could continue, a pair of hesitant voices cut through the light-hearted chaos.

"Y-Young Master…"

Javier turned, only to find Iria and Iziya standing stiffly behind him, their faces taut with nerves.

The two girls exchanged anxious glances before summoning the courage to look up at him.

"What about us?" Iziya finally asked, her voice a mixture of hope and trepidation.

For a brief moment, silence hung in the air, thick with their anxiety.

Then—

Javier’s grin widened.

"Huh?" He tilted his head, pretending to think. "Oh yeah… I totally forgot about you two."

Iria and Iziya’s faces fell, their expressions shifting from confusion to alarm.

Javier crossed his arms dramatically, feigning exaggerated concern as he glanced around. "Hmm… No more room left… That’s a problem, huh?"

Panic washed over the girls. Their faces went pale, memories of uncertainty flashing in their minds.

Liana sighed harder, already knowing where this was heading, while Gloria, watching from the side, chuckled softly behind her hand. "Ara~ Poor girls. Our young master is so cruel."

Meanwhile, Javier struggled to hold back laughter at the sight of Iria and Iziya beginning to panic, their wide eyes reflecting their fear of being left behind. Just as they opened their mouths to protest, he threw his head back and roared with laughter.

( End of Chapter )