Reborn As Noble - Chapter 245

Chapter 245: Secrets of the Special Class ( 245 )

Garius let out a small chuckle, his eyes half-closed. “And this kid…” He paused for a moment, then smirked. “He can even control how the Blessing Ceremony displays his class.”

Francesca raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “You mean, he can deceive the results?”

Garius grinned, his fingers lazily tapping against his stomach. “Exactly. No matter what, the ceremony will never reveal his true class.”

Francesca hummed, pretending to think. “And why is that?”

Garius stretched slightly before answering. “Because a Special Class is permanent. It doesn’t change, no matter what tricks you pull.” His eyes glinted. “And more importantly—” He lifted a single finger. “There is no limit to it.”

Francesca chuckled softly. Then her eyes sparkled with mischief as she teased, “Hmm… just like someone who’s currently too busy lying on his wife’s lap?” She smirked.

Garius grinned, letting out a low chuckle. Then his right eye shifted color, glowing faintly. Francesca watched as his gaze sharpened. Garius tilted his head slightly, smirking as he tapped his temple. “These kids can fool anyone…” He pointed toward his right eye, his smirk widening. “But not someone who has this.”

Francesca smiled knowingly. Then she whispered playfully, “Yes, dear… the Eye of Truth.”

Garius exhaled slowly, his smirk never fading. “If this kid keeps leveling up…” His voice was low and thoughtful. “If he trains, learns, and keeps improving…”

Francesca watched him closely, listening. “Then he can become the best.”

She tilted her head slightly. “But this ‘Special Class’ you speak of… it doesn’t just appear for anyone, does it?”

Garius shook his head, his fingers tracing idle patterns on Francesca’s thigh. “No. It’s not something you can inherit through bloodline or luck.” His amber eyes gleamed. “It depends on the heart… kindness… focus… and something deeper.”

Francesca smiled knowingly. “Something that separates them from the rest?”

Garius nodded. “Exactly.” His right eye flickered again. “And this talent doesn’t stay stagnant.” His gaze sharpened. “Every time the one who possesses it levels up… every time they grow, train, and push themselves forward—”

His voice dropped slightly, carrying a weight of certainty. “The talent rises alongside them.”

Francesca sighed softly, shaking her head with amusement. Then she ran her fingers through his hair again, her smile gentle. “You really do see far ahead, don’t you?”

Garius chuckled, closing his eyes. “Heh. Can’t help it. That’s just how I am.”

Francesca’s gentle voice broke the silence. “But… dear… what if, one day, this kid becomes uncontrollable?”

Garius opened one eye, lazily gazing up at her. Then he smirked. “Hmm? No, he can’t.”

Francesca raised an eyebrow.

Garius closed his eyes briefly, then chuckled. “After all… there are two individuals in this world who can stop him.”

Francesca simply smiled at his answer. Then she slowly lifted her palm, and a soft glow emerged, forming a small sphere of pure light. The gentle radiance pulsed in her hand, illuminating the space around them.

Meanwhile, Garius’s expression shifted slightly. His smirk remained, but his aura grew heavier. Then both his eyes changed, revealing a unique pattern that shifted like intricate gears turning in motion.

Francesca watched him with quiet understanding. Neither spoke. There was no need to. They both knew—should the time ever come… they would be the ones to handle it.

Achooo!!!

Javier sneezed suddenly, rubbing his nose. He paused, glancing around the farm. They had finally arrived at the village, the familiar sights and sounds surrounding them. Liana and Gloria rode alongside him, but for some reason, a strange shiver ran down his spine.

Liana noticed his sudden pause. “Young Master? What’s wrong?”

Javier blinked, shaking his head. “Err… umm… nothing…” He shrugged it off, deciding not to dwell on it. Then his grin returned as he patted Buddy’s neck, enjoying the slow ride toward the Pekko farm. “Ehehe… we’re getting more Pekkos today!! This time, for Gloria!!”

Gloria smiled sweetly. Meanwhile, Liana sighed, shaking her head. Then her eyes narrowed slightly. She leaned in, whispering so only Gloria could hear. “Gloria, don’t push your breasts against me.”

Gloria tilted her head innocently. Liana’s eye twitched slightly. “Just because they’re a bit bigger than mine… doesn’t mean you have to show them off.”

Gloria chuckled softly, her lips curling into a teasing smirk. Then she leaned closer, whispering back, “My, my… it’s not like I want to.” Her smirk deepened. “But if I did… wouldn’t it be better if Young Master was the one to feel it?”

Liana’s brows twitched again. Javier remained oblivious, happily admiring the Pekkos in the distance. “Ehehehe! We’re getting another one today! Let’s find the best one, Gloria!”

Gloria giggled softly, still teasing Liana with her gaze. Liana sighed, rubbing her temple. “Haaah… this is going to be a long day…”

As soon as Javier climbed down from Buddy, his amber eyes sparkled with excitement. He looked around eagerly, hands on his hips. “Where is that old man?! Ehehe!”

Liana and Gloria dismounted from Pikko right after him. Liana turned toward Gloria, crossing her arms. Her tone was casual, but her words carried an edge. “Pick fast. I don’t want Pikko to carry your weight again.”

Gloria smiled sweetly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “My, my, Liana… we have the same weight, don’t we?”

Liana paused, her eyes flickering downward. She stared at Gloria’s breast for a long moment, her lips pressing into a thin line. “Hmm?”

Gloria tilted her head innocently. Liana squinted slightly. “It seems like there’s… a bit more weight in a certain area.”

Gloria smirked, placing a hand on her hip. “Oh? I wonder where that extra weight could be?”

Completely unaware of the tension between them, Javier was already calling out. “Old man!! Where are you?! We need a Pekko!”

Liana sighed, shaking her head, while Gloria giggled, clearly enjoying the back and forth. The search for Gloria’s Pekko began.

“Whoa!!” Javier’s eyes widened as he took in the sight before him—a vast open field filled with Pekkos of all shapes, colors, and sizes. His grin stretched from ear to ear. “Ohhhh! I want all of them!!”

Then he paused, his expression twisting slightly as reality hit him. “Oh wait… I can’t!” He rested his hands on his hips, deep in thought. “Even with all the gold I’ve got in my storage… if I bought them all, Father would be mad.”

His eyes flickered with slight paranoia. “And if he found out… he’d probably send that damn golden Pekko of his to lead them as a new flock leader!” A visible shudder ran down his spine. “There’s no way I’m letting that happen.”

His thoughts worsened. “Not to mention… Alf’s Pekko, Erinette’s Pekko, Hesbeirn’s Pekko…” His eye twitched. “Ugh. That would be a nightmare.”

He turned sharply, throwing his hands in the air. “Gloriaaaaa! Choose one already!”

Gloria ignored his whining, her eyes scanning the Pekkos with calm determination. Her fingers absentmindedly toyed with something in her hand— a small object gripped lightly between her fingers.

Javier huffed, tapping his foot impatiently. “And where is that old man?!”

( End of Chapter )