Reborn As Noble-Chapter 667: Fury in the Rain ( )

Meanwhile, on the winding Beastkin road...

Rain poured steadily.

The skies were dark, and the wind carried the sharp scent of wet soil and distant trees.

Javier sat slumped forward on Buddy’s back, drenched, eyes heavy, body screaming for rest.

His breath was ragged. His vision blurred.

But Buddy pressed on.

Inside Javier’s mind...

Only two names.

Liana...

Gloria...

That was all he could think about.

That was all that mattered.

He had been panicking ever since he heard they were heading back to their hometown.

For a wedding.

A wedding.

The thought stabbed into his chest like a blade every time it echoed in his head.

He didn’t want that.

He couldn’t accept that.

He didn’t understand why they made that decision.

Maybe—

Maybe it really was his fault.

For flirting too much.

For acting like it was all a game.

Even if he didn’t mean it seriously...

Even if he thought they’d always stay by his side...

He could feel it now.

They were slipping away.

"I’m sorry, Liana... Gloria..."

His voice cracked.

"I won’t do that ever again."

The wind drowned his words.

But the storm inside him kept raging.

Javier wanted to know one thing.

Why?

Why did they decide to get married to someone else?

Why didn’t they tell him?

Why did they leave so suddenly... without saying anything?

Without a single word?

He gritted his teeth as the rain poured down his face.

Was it because of him?

Because of his careless flirting?

Because he let himself smile at too many girls?

Was it... his mistake?

Was it that one moment too many—where he looked at someone else, when he should have looked at them?

Did that break everything?

The questions tore through his thoughts like blades.

But no matter how many times he asked...

No answer came.

Only the endless sound of the rain.

And the pounding of Buddy’s talons against the wet earth.

Buddy stopped.

Abrupt. Rigid.

His feathers flared and his muscles tensed.

"Cuquawked!!"

He squawked loudly—angry, warning, agitated.

Javier’s eyes snapped open, immediately alert despite his exhaustion.

He looked around.

The forest road had gone quiet.

Too quiet.

The rain hissed across puddles, but the air now carried a pressure.

All around them, glowing eyes appeared through the mist.

Shadows moved between the trees.

Dozens. No—hundreds.

Crawling, creeping, slithering.

High-level monsters.

And all of them radiated water-element mana—tuned perfectly with the rainstorm.

Javier gritted his teeth.

"I don’t have time to play with this."

The creatures slowly circled, cutting off the path forward and back.

"If you don’t want to die—MOVE OVER!"

More arrived.

Droplets of water shimmered unnaturally as magic condensed in the air.

Javier narrowed his eyes.

"...Fine."

He turned to Buddy and placed a hand on his side.

"Buddy. I know you can handle them. But go rest."

Buddy tilted his head, uneasy.

"I need you to keep moving after this. Don’t waste energy here."

Javier stepped down into the mud and rain, eyes blazing.

He raised his hand.

A pulse of mana surged out.

Twenty mithril-clad puppet knights dropped from glowing magic circles, slamming into the ground around Buddy in perfect formation.

"Command: Protect Buddy."

"Command received. Defense protocol activated."

The knights snapped into position, shields raised, glowing runes igniting along their bodies.

Javier reached into his magic storage.

From the glowing light—

He pulled out a monstrous, rune-inscribed mana Gatling gun, its barrels humming with raw force, rotating slowly as energy charged.

He raised it toward the encroaching monsters.

His soaked cloak fluttered in the wind.

His voice was cold.

Sharp.

Unshaken.

"I don’t care how many of you there are."

"But when you stand between me—"

He pulled the first trigger.

The Gatling barrels began to spin.

"—and my girls..."

Mana surged.

"No. Mercy."

Two towering adamantite puppet knights dropped beside Javier with a thunderous clang.

They stood firm—massive shields locking into place, swords drawn and planted into the ground.

Their eyes glowed red.

"Kill everything that comes closer." Javier commanded coldly.

[Affirmative. Command received.]

Without hesitation, they moved forward, locking into defensive stance, shielding Javier from the incoming barrage.

Water-element monsters fired pressurized water cannons, slicing through trees and shattering boulders.

But—

The adamantite knights blocked every blast effortlessly.

Shields flared with reinforced runes. The water attacks crashed and splattered against them, harmless.

Behind them—

Javier’s mana Gatling gun spun into full motion.

"Let’s begin."

Explosive mana bullets tore through the rain, lighting up the forest like a storm of fireflies.

Every shot exploded on contact—shredding limbs, blasting apart jaws, and tearing through armor-like scales.

Monsters screamed and thrashed, caught in the hellstorm of bullets.

Javier moved fluidly—step by step, rotating his aim, keeping the pressure constant.

Three monsters leapt at him from the side—fangs wide, claws raised.

His eyes didn’t even blink.

He adjusted the aim mid-motion, mowed them down mid-air, each one erupting in a burst of mana and gore.

Another group circled behind—

Without turning, he twisted his waist, swept the barrel, and released another stream of mana rounds.

One by one, every monster that charged—

Fell.

The rain couldn’t wash away the steam rising from the ruptured earth.

The battlefield hissed—soaked in rain, smoke, and the glowing remnants of slain monsters.

But they kept coming.

More water-element beasts emerged from the mist, circling like wolves sensing prey.

Javier exhaled slowly, his breath ragged.

His finger still hovered on the trigger.

His jaw clenched.

"This is going to take too long..."

He whispered, gritting his teeth, voice low and cold. freёwebnoѵel.com

Then—

A vision clawed its way into his mind.

Liana.

Standing silently.

Composed. Beautiful.

Wearing a flowing white silk bridal gown.

Her face calm.

But not looking at him.

Not reaching for him.

Standing beside someone else.

A faceless groom.

Holding hands.

Accepting someone else.

"NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!"

Javier’s mana exploded.

The ground cracked beneath him. Steam erupted with his aura.

The Gatling gun vanished in a blink—sealed back into his magic storage.

His hands reached to his sides—

And with a flash of white light, two pristine longswords—crafted from rare White Ore, imbued with twin runic cores—materialized in his grip.

The air around him vibrated.

His eyes blazed with fury.

"FINE!"

He roared, stepping forward as his aura ignited like a storm.

"I’LL GIVE YOU ALL A NIGHTMARE!!"

( End Of Chapter )

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