Reborn As Noble - Chapter 252

Chapter 252: The Bird and the Brothers ( 252 )

Marcellus leaned back in his chair, watching his youngest brother devour his meal. “Little brother?”

Javier, mid-bite, barely looked up. “Hmm… what?”

Cedric smirked, sipping his wine. “What are you doing after this?”

Javier shrugged, swallowing his food. “Hmm? Nothing much… just the usual… with Liana. Why?”

Marcellus grinned knowingly. “Father said you should meet him after breakfast.”

Javier paused, his chewing slowing. “Huh?? But Father didn’t say anything to me.”

Marcellus chuckled. “Hmm? Oh… maybe because you just woke up?”

Javier squinted suspiciously. “What does Father want this time?”

Cedric shrugged. “I don’t know. Just go and meet him after this.”

Javier groaned, slumping forward. “Ughh… fine…”

He paused mid-bite, watching as Marcellus and Cedric suddenly picked up their pace, shoving the last bites of their food into their mouths. “Hmm? What’s the rush?” he asked, still casually munching on his meat.

Marcellus and Cedric exchanged a quick glance before smirking slyly. They didn’t answer. Instead, they wiped their mouths, stood up, and—

RUSHED OUT OF THE ROOM.

Javier blinked in confusion, then frowned. Something wasn’t right.

Then—

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sound of approaching footsteps echoed from the hallway.

Javier’s eyes widened. Crap.

His brothers’ sudden escape finally made sense. “No wonder they ran off! Damn it, brothers!!”

He barely had time to react before—

The dining room doors swung open.

Javier froze, his fork halfway to his mouth. “Ahh… ahh… Esteemed Father!”

Garius walked in calmly, his sharp gaze sweeping the room as he took his seat at the head of the table. “Hmm… eat your breakfast slowly.”

Javier swallowed hard and quickly nodded. “Y-yes, Esteemed Father!”

Alf bowed slightly. “My lord, shall I have the chef prepare your breakfast?”

Garius gave a small nod. “Do it.”

Alf headed toward the kitchen without another word, while Erinnete stood beside Garius, her expression unreadable as she accompanied him in silence.

Javier continued eating, trying to act normal—but inside, he was screaming. Damn it, Marcellus! Cedric! You set me up!!

Outside the manor, Marcellus and Cedric leaned against the wall, catching their breath. “Fuhhh!! Lucky we noticed the footsteps in time.” Marcellus wiped an imaginary sweat from his forehead.

Cedric grinned, stretching his arms. “Yeah… we escaped just in time.”

Then, both of them burst into laughter. “Hahaha! Javier will be ‘accompanying’ Father in the dining room.”

They could already imagine their little brother sitting stiffly under their father’s intense gaze, unable to escape.

Marcellus smirked. “Better him than us.”

Cedric nodded. “Let’s make ourselves scarce before he finds us later.”

And with that, they disappeared into the estate, leaving their poor little brother to his fate.

Cedric grinned. “Brother, what are we going to do now?”

Marcellus tapped his chin, pretending to think. “Hmm? I don’t know… how about we tease Javier’s Pekko?”

Cedric’s eyes lit up with mischief. “Oho~ That’s a good idea.”

The two brothers exchanged sly grins before heading toward the Pekko pen, already plotting their next prank.

“Oi, Birdy Birdy… here comes the meat~” Marcellus waved a juicy piece of grilled meat in the air, his voice dripping with mischief.

“Cuquawked?” Buddy tilted his head, his sharp eyes locking onto the meat.

Cedric chuckled, nudging Marcellus. “Looks like he’s interested.”

“Come here, boy~ Meat’s here~” Marcellus waved the meat temptingly before suddenly turning on his heel and sprinting away.

“Cuquawked!!” Buddy let out an excited cry and dashed forward, his powerful legs kicking up dust as he chased after the meat.

Marcellus picked up his speed, laughing like a madman. “Kucu kucu kucu~ Come here, boy~ Bwahahahaha!”

Cedric clapped his hands in amusement. “Run faster, Brother! He’s gaining on you!”

Buddy wasn’t playing around anymore. His eyes burned with determination. That meat belonged to him!

And just like that—

The great chase began.

Cedric and Marcellus laughed out loud as Buddy darted back and forth, pursuing the tantalizing prize.

“Ahahaha! This bird is hilarious!” Marcellus grinned and tossed the meat toward Cedric. “Here, catch!”

Cedric caught the meat awkwardly, stumbling back as Buddy immediately locked onto him. “Oi! Not me—Whoa, chill, birdy!”

“Cuquawked!” Buddy let out a victorious squawk, snatching the meat from Cedric’s hands and gobbling it down triumphantly.

Marcellus watched with amusement, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “Hmm… Brother, how about we try riding it?”

Cedric blinked in disbelief. “Haaah? Are you insane?”

“What? Don’t you think it looks fun?” Marcellus smirked.

Cedric gave him a deadpan look. “Do you really think riding a giant bird is fun?”

Both brothers turned toward Buddy, who was happily chewing on his stolen prize, his feathers puffed in satisfaction.

Cedric crossed his arms. “For our little brother, maybe it’s fun. But that’s because he’s weird. Well, not that weird, but still…”

Marcellus grinned, stretching his arms. “At least try it once. Come on, don’t be a coward.”

Cedric sighed, rubbing his temple. “Fine… but if this bird throws me off, I’m blaming you.”

“Hey, birdy, birdy… let us ride you, huh?” Marcellus said, patting Buddy’s side.

“Yeah, come on, birdy! We’re your friends, right?” Cedric added with a smirk. “Your master is our little brother! That makes us your older brothers too!”

“Cuquawked?” Buddy tilted his head, blinking at them in confusion.

“Alright, I’m going first!” Marcellus declared, stepping toward Buddy.

“No! Me first! Get off!” Cedric pushed him aside.

“I’m the eldest! You’re younger! Show me some respect!” Marcellus argued, shoving Cedric back.

Cedric scoffed. “Respect your ass! I’m riding him first!”

Buddy stood between them, his large eyes watching the ridiculous squabble. His feathers ruffled slightly, and his beak twitched as if sighing in annoyance.

“Cuquawked!” Buddy squawked loudly, flapping his wings.

“See? This bird said I go first!” Marcellus grinned.

Cedric glared back. “No! He said me!”

The two brothers turned to glare at each other again, fists clenched, while Buddy simply stood there… waiting… clearly unamused by their nonsense.

“Hey, birdy. Tap which one you choose to ride first,” Marcellus said, holding out his hand.

Buddy blinked, looking left and right between them. He let out a small “Cuquawk” before turning his head away, clearly uninterested. It was as if he was saying, ‘If you want to ride, just ride. Why make this complicated?’

“Tch, this bird ain’t making it easy.” Cedric crossed his arms. “So what now?”

Marcellus smirked. “Rock, paper, scissors. Winner gets to ride first.”

“Deal!” Cedric cracked his knuckles. “Ready!?”

“Rock! Paper! Scissors!”

Both brothers threw their hands forward.

Marcellus had paper.

Cedric had rock.

“Oh yeah! I win!” Marcellus cheered, pumping his fist in victory.

Cedric clicked his tongue. “Tch! Just lucky. Don’t ride for long—my turn is next!”

Buddy stood there, blinking, fluffing his feathers slightly as if already regretting his life choices.

Cedric crossed his arms, watching as Marcellus rocked slightly on Buddy’s back, grinning with excitement.

“Oho! This is fun! More fun than riding a horse!” Marcellus declared, gripping Buddy’s reins.

“Really?” Cedric raised an eyebrow. “If it’s that fun, don’t hog all the time! My turn next!”

Marcellus grinned, patting Buddy’s neck. “Easy, birdy. If this is fun, we might add more Pekko to your flock. Hehehe.”

“Now, go forward, birdy!”

Buddy just stood still.

Marcellus blinked. “Oi, I said go.”

Buddy let out a slow, unbothered squawked and took one step forward.

Then another.

Then another.

Painfully slow.

“Uh… faster?” Marcellus asked, leaning forward slightly.

Buddy ignored him completely, continuing his slow, casual stroll as if he had all the time in the world.

Cedric burst out laughing. “Bwahaha! He’s messing with you! Even the Pekko knows you’re annoying!”

Marcellus clicked his tongue. “Tch! Just warming up!”

Still, Buddy moved at his own pace.

After a full minute of slow walking, Marcellus finally gave in and grinned. “Oho! This is fun! More fun than riding a horse!”

Cedric raised an eyebrow. “Really?”

Marcellus nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah! It’s—”

“MY TURN!” Cedric suddenly shouted, reaching to pull Marcellus down.

( End of Chapter )