Reborn As Noble

Knock knock.

"Come in," the headmaster said, not even looking up from the stack of documents on his desk. Enjoy new tales from My Virtual Library Empire

A well-dressed woman entered, her posture composed yet firm. She carried a neatly bound folder and placed it gently on his desk. "Headmaster, another official complaint from the noble households."

The headmaster finally glanced up, raising an eyebrow. "Oh? What is it this time?"

The woman sighed, though a small, knowing smile played at her lips. "It's about Javier De Armand… again."

The headmaster smirked. "Of course it is."

"The complaint is about—" she hesitated for a moment, choosing her words carefully, "—the… double standard regarding his personal aides."

The headmaster chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "Ah, so they've finally noticed. Took them long enough."

"It's difficult not to notice when every noble student is only permitted one personal aide, yet Javier has both his maid, Miss Liana, and Miss Gloria attending him in class."

The headmaster tapped his fingers on the desk thoughtfully. "And what do they expect me to do about it? Remove one of them? Have they forgotten what happened when we tried enforcing rules on him before?"

His assistant—one of the highest-ranking faculty members under his command—tilted her head slightly, amusement flickering in her eyes. "You mean, like the time we prohibited Javier from bringing his Pekko mounts to the academy?"

The headmaster snorted. "Yes. That brilliant decision."

There was a brief silence as they both recalled the sheer chaos that had followed.

"Remember how we had the guards escort his Pekko to the stables?" the headmaster mused.

His assistant nodded. "I do. The results were… costly."

The headmaster smirked. "Costly is putting it mildly. Those birds turned the entire stable into rubble. Horses were spooked for days, and the repair costs…" He trailed off with a chuckle. "Well, let's just say Count Garius paid handsomely to cover the damages."

The assistant suppressed a chuckle. "Yes, Headmaster. The repair costs were fully covered, but I believe the stable master still refuses to acknowledge those Pekkos as 'mounts.'"

"And then there was the time we outright banned Javier from bringing those creatures onto school grounds."

The assistant smiled politely. "Yes, Headmaster. That… did not go as planned."

Both of them vividly remembered it. The very next day, Javier's Pekkos had simply smashed through the main gate like it was made of paper. The guards had tried to stop them—at first. Then, realizing they couldn't, they simply stepped aside and let the birds roam freely. At some point, it had been decided—without an official declaration—that trying to enforce rules on Javier was an exercise in futility.

"After all that," the headmaster said, rubbing his temple, "do they really think I'm going to risk starting another disaster by forcing Javier to follow one aide per student?"

His assistant shook her head, lips twitching in amusement. "No, Headmaster."

The headmaster let out a sigh and leaned back in his chair. "And just be patient. There are only two more weeks before the blessing ceremony. After that, he'll be out of our hands—for now."

He smirked slightly before adding, "Besides, Princess Kliatana has all her royal knights and maids attending her in Class A. Yet no one dares to question it, right?"

The assistant's smile widened knowingly. "Well, yes. We do understand her importance. She is the only princess of the kingdom… and a royal, after all."@@novelbin@@

"Exactly," the headmaster mused. "And about donations for this school… I believe Armand ranks second after the royal family in total contributions?"

The assistant cleared her throat before replying, "On par, Headmaster."

A slow grin spread across the headmaster's face. "Ah, on par with the royal family. And let's not forget… Garius is my best friend—and also a friend of our king."

The assistant nodded. "Yes, Headmaster."

The Headmaster let out a chuckle before reaching into his desk drawer. With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out a neatly sealed document—an official letter bearing the royal crest. He placed it on the desk with a satisfying thud.

"And do tell them," he said with a smirk, "that we have an official letter from our king regarding this matter."

The assistant took the letter and glanced at the seal, her amusement growing. "I see. So this was authorized by His Majesty himself?"

"Of course it was," the headmaster said dryly, leaning back in his chair. "I'm sure Garius asked for a favor from His Majesty. Ugh, that cheeky man. Just because they were best friends back when our current king was still a prince…"

He rubbed his temple, half in irritation, half in amusement. "Honestly, if I didn't know better, I'd think Garius planned all of this just to watch the noble families lose their minds."

The assistant chuckled, tucking the letter under her arm. "I'll be sure to pass the message along, Headmaster. I imagine the other noble houses won't be pleased."

The headmaster waved a hand dismissively. "Let them grumble all they want. At the end of the day, the king's word is absolute. If Javier De Armand gets two maids in class, then that's the end of it."

"With all due respect, Headmaster… I get the feeling this won't be the last time we receive a complaint about Young Master Javier."

The headmaster sighed, rubbing his temple. "Let's just hope these next two weeks go by without any problems."

The assistant gave him a knowing look but chose not to comment.

The headmaster continued, "And besides, when the Pekkos were allowed to roam freely, they ended up staying in one place. The courtyard near Class F. They've never caused any problems outside that area."

The assistant nodded. "That is true. Despite the concerns, they've been surprisingly well-behaved. The school guards don't even try to move them anymore."

The headmaster smirked. "That's because they can't. Those creatures may as well have claimed that spot as their personal territory. No one dares challenge them now."

The assistant let out a soft chuckle before straightening. "By the way, Headmaster, there's a letter from Count Garius."

The headmaster, who had been half-relaxing in his chair, immediately sat upright. "Hmm? Let me see."

She handed over the sealed letter, and the headmaster quickly broke the wax seal, unfolding the parchment. As his eyes scanned the message, his expression quickly darkened.

"Ugh! Really, Garius!?"

The assistant blinked in surprise. "What happened, Headmaster?"

The headmaster exhaled sharply and slammed the letter down on his desk. "Someone is coming… and—ugh—I really don't want to think about it."

The assistant tilted her head slightly, curiosity evident in her gaze. "Who exactly is coming, Headmaster?"

The headmaster groaned and ran a hand down his face. "Someone who will make these last two weeks even more of a headache than Javier already does."

A heavy silence filled the room before he finally muttered under his breath, "Why do I feel like I should take a leave of absence until the blessing ceremony is over…?"

The assistant smiled, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Should I prepare tea, Headmaster?"

"Yes," he grumbled, rubbing his forehead. "And make it strong."

( End of Chapter )