Reborn As Noble

Chapter 227 - 227: The Family We Choose ( 227 )

"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…"

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

"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 )