Reborn As Noble

Today was the day.

The grand hall altar was filled with excitement and anticipation as noble children from all over the kingdom gathered to receive their blessing.

At the front of the hall, the Archpriest, draped in ceremonial robes, stood ready to conduct the sacred ritual. Behind him, various priests and scholars assisted in organizing the event, ensuring everything proceeded perfectly.

For most of the children here, today was life-changing—the day they would discover their "class," their role in society, and their potential future.

Some were nervous. Others were thrilled.

Meanwhile… at the side of the hall,

Munch. Munch.

Javier sat comfortably on a cushioned chair, chewing on a piece of juicy roasted meat.

His eyes lazily scanned the room, completely uninterested in the ceremony itself.

Iria and Iziya, his two newest maids, sat nearby, nervously eating their own meals while glancing at the noble children buzzing with excitement.

Gloria and Liana stood just behind him, gracefully keeping watch over their surroundings.

The contrast between Javier's group and the rest of the noble kids was staggering.

While Javier casually ate his meal, completely unbothered, the other noble children stood nervously in line, waiting to be called forward.

Each child was accompanied by their personal escorts and maids, who whispered words of encouragement and comforted them as they anticipated their turn.

At the Front of the Hall…The Headmaster, a man with a long beard, stood proudly on the ceremonial platform, addressing the crowd.

"Today, all of you noble children stand on the threshold of your future! This is the moment where you shall receive your class—your divine blessing—one that will guide your path for the rest of your lives!"

The hall erupted with cheers, noble children whispering excitedly among themselves.

Javier, still chewing on his meat, raised an eyebrow. "Haaah… This is taking forever."

Liana sighed softly, knowing full well her young master's impatience.

Gloria chuckled. "Ara~ young master, shouldn't you be more excited? This is quite an important moment for everyone here."

Javier shrugged, taking another bite. "Meh. Not like it's gonna change anything for me."

Iria and Iziya, sitting quietly, stared at him in disbelief. "B-But young master… this is… a really big deal!" Iziya whispered.

Javier waved her off. "For them, maybe."

His eyes flickered toward the grand altar, where the first noble child was about to step forward.

Javier took another bite of his meat, maintaining his usual bored expression as the ceremony dragged on.

On the outside, he looked completely relaxed, chewing lazily on his meat as if this entire ceremony was someone else's problem.

But inside his mind, he was anything but relaxed.

( Let's just hope my real class is hidden properly this time.)

His eyes flickered slightly. Without a single change in his posture, he discreetly summoned his status window, scanning the information that was only visible to him.

Javier narrowed his eyes, scrolling through his information carefully.

Then, with precise focus, he double-checked his class title.

Displayed clearly at the top—

[Class: Noble Lord]

Javier let out a small sigh of relief. (Good. Still set to "Noble Lord.")

This was crucial.

If the Blessing Ceremony somehow revealed his real class, things could turn very troublesome for him.

He didn't know exactly how the Archpriest's blessing worked, but he wasn't about to take any chances.

For now, all he could do was watch and wait.

Javier looked around the grand hall, his eyes scanning the crowd. Among the priests, noble families, and excited children, one person was noticeably missing.

He frowned. "Liana? Gloria?"

Liana, standing beside him, turned her emerald eyes toward him. "Yes, young master?"

Gloria, sipping her tea gracefully, tilted her head slightly. "Ara~ what is it, young master?"

Javier crossed his arms. "I don't see Mrs. Errinette anywhere. Where is she?"

Liana blinked, glancing around the room. "Hmm? That's… a good question."

The three of them looked around, but there was no sign of Errinette.

Even Iria and Iziya, who were nervously watching the ceremony, shook their heads.

"We don't know, young master," Liana finally said.@@novelbin@@

Javier's frown deepened.

Errinette wasn't the type to just disappear—especially not during something as important as the Blessing Ceremony.

As Javier sat, idly chewing on another bite of meat, an uneasy feeling crept up his spine. It wasn't fear, but… something felt off.

Then—

A sensation. Cold, featherlight pressure against his neck.

Not sharp, not dangerous—but enough to make him freeze for a split second.

A soft, teasing voice whispered near his ear. "Hmm… too careless. What if this had been a blade?"

Javier sighed heavily, already knowing who it was. "Ugh… really?"

He slowly turned his head—

And was met with an unfamiliar sight.

A woman stood before him.

She appeared young, with a graceful yet intellectual aura. She wore thin-framed glasses, her hair styled neatly—shorter than before, and a different color.

Javier's eyebrow twitched. "Who—?"

And then he noticed.

Liana and Gloria had already bowed politely. "Mrs. Errinette," they said in unison.

Javier's brain short-circuited. "…EH!?"

He rubbed his forehead, grumbling to himself. "Yesterday, you looked different. The first day you arrived, you looked different. And today, you look different again."

He let out a long sigh, shaking his head. "Ugh… Errinette, maybe this is why you became the head of all maids… and my father's personal maid."

But—

Errinette completely ignored him, as if he hadn't even spoken.

Instead, she turned to Liana and Gloria. "Have you already packed up?"

Liana nodded gracefully. "Yes, Mrs. Errinette. All the items have been packed and are now stored inside young master's magic storage."

Gloria smiled. "Everything is ready for departure."

Errinette gave a satisfied nod. "Good. Once he gets his blessing, we leave immediately."

Liana hesitated for a moment before speaking. "May I ask something, Mrs. Errinette?"

Errinette tilted her head slightly. "Hmm?"

Liana's emerald eyes flickered with curiosity. "Why do we need to leave so quickly? Do we have enemies on our back?"

For a brief moment, the air tensed slightly.

Iria and Iziya, who had been listening quietly, stiffened.

But—

Errinette simply let out a soft chuckle. "No."

Then, with a calm smile, she added— "I just want to move as fast as possible."

She glanced toward the exit, her tone carrying a hint of amusement. "I'm sure Mr. Alf is already restless without me around him."

Javier froze.

Liana blinked.

Gloria, standing beside them, covered her mouth, hiding a quiet chuckle.

Javier recoiled in disgust, his face twisting into a grimace. "You're still lovey-dovey with that old man?!"

He wasn't just referring to anyone. He was talking about Mr. Alf—the butler of the Armand Household, the strongest assassin in the kingdom, and Mrs. Errinette's husband.

Errinette paused, her lips curling into a sly smile. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Hmm? Of course."

She stepped closer, her movements slow and deliberate. With a graceful motion, she ran her fingers along the edge of her dress, letting the fabric shift just enough to reveal the smooth curve of her thigh.

Her full, firm breasts pressed against the fabric of her gown as she adjusted her posture, subtly emphasizing her cleavage.

Her youthful, radiant face glowed with confidence as she leaned in slightly, her voice dropping to a low, sultry tone. "Do you think he doesn't like this?"

Javier didn't flinch.

Unlike a flustered kid, he didn't look away, didn't panic, and didn't react like a shy boy encountering a woman's charm for the first time.

Instead, his eyes instinctively trailed downward, staring directly at her cleavage with a blank yet strangely contemplative expression.

His mind was perfectly calm.

(Nice… boobs.)

Just as the words fully formed in his brain, a sharp flick landed on his forehead.

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Javier blinked as his head jerked slightly back from the impact.

"Sorry, young master." Errinette smiled sweetly, though a playful sharpness glinted in her gaze. "This one's for my Alf only. Not for anyone else."

Javier rubbed his forehead, clicking his tongue. "Tch."

Errinette tilted her head slightly, her smirk widening as her eyes flickered toward the two maids beside him. "But if you want, you already have two candidates here."

Liana and Gloria.

Javier's eyes instinctively shifted to the two women beside him. Liana, standing properly as ever, showed zero reaction—but a faint, almost imperceptible pink hue dusted her usually calm and collected expression. Gloria, on the other hand, smiled behind her teacup.

Javier clicked his tongue again, looking away with a smirk. "Like I don't know that already."

Iria and Iziya, who had been silently observing the exchange, exchanged confused glances.

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