Reborn As Noble - Chapter 253

Chapter 253: A Peck of Trouble ( 253 )

Marcellus clung to Buddy’s neck, refusing to get off. “Oi! Wait! I didn’t have enough fun yet! Wait for your turn!”

Cedric grabbed his arm, trying to pull him down. “Faster! Me next!”

Marcellus dug his heels in. “Damn it, let me—”

Cedric suddenly grinned and pointed. “Oi, birdy! I saw you bobbing your head while moving with rhythm… do it! Hehehe.”

Buddy let out a “Cuquawk!” and started bobbing his head in exaggerated motion.

Marcellus nearly lost his balance. “Whoa! Oi! What is this!?”

Cedric laughed uncontrollably. “Bwahahahaha! Look at you! You’re bouncing like an idiot!”

Buddy kept his smug head bobbing, taking tiny steps to match the movement.

Marcellus gritted his teeth. “Tch! This damn bird is mocking me!”

Cedric smirked. “What’s this bird’s name again?”

Marcellus frowned. “Uhh… if I’m not mistaken… Muddy? Baldy? Bobby?”

“His name is Buddy!”

At that exact moment, Javier’s voice rang out from behind them.

Both brothers froze and turned their heads slowly to find Javier standing with his arms crossed and an amused grin on his face.

Cedric smirked. “Oh~ little brother.”

Marcellus and Cedric exchanged glances before Cedric leaned in with a devilish grin. “Did you have ‘fun’ with Father?”

They both burst into laughter. “AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

“Tch! How dare you both not warn me that Father was coming inside!? Do you even know how long the lecture was!?”

Marcellus and Cedric laughed even harder, clutching their stomachs.

“Of course, we knew! That’s why we ran!” Marcellus teased.

Cedric wiped a tear from his eye. “Yeah, yeah! You should’ve seen your face when you realized!”

Javier gritted his teeth, his amber eyes narrowing. “Fine…” He turned toward Buddy, who was still bobbing his head smugly. “Buddy?”

“Cuquawk?” The bird tilted its head.

Javier grinned wickedly. “DASH.”

“CUQUAWKKKK!!!”

Buddy suddenly took off at full speed, sending Marcellus flying backward.

“EEEKKKK!! JAVIERRRR!!!” Marcellus screamed as he clung desperately to Buddy’s neck.

Cedric, who had just reached out for his turn, stumbled back in shock. “Oi! OI! WAIT!”

Buddy zoomed across the training field, kicking up dust.

Javier smirked, arms crossed. “Hehehe… That’s what you get.”

Meanwhile, in the distance—

“STOPPPPPP!!!”

Cedric and Javier watched as Marcellus flailed, his voice echoing across the estate.

Cedric sighed. “…Should we go help him?”

Javier grinned. “Nah. Let him enjoy his ‘fun’ first.”

Buddy was excited, circling around at high speed while Marcellus clung on for dear life.

“Eeeekkk!!! Little brotherrrr!! Make him stop!! Eeeeekkk!!” Marcellus screamed, his face pale as he flailed.

Javier crossed his arms, grinning mischievously. “Oh? But weren’t you having fun, big brother?”

Cedric laughed. “Yeah, yeah! Weren’t you the one saying it’s more fun than riding a horse!?”

Before Javier could respond, Buddy suddenly skidded to a stop, launching Marcellus off his back.

“Wha—EEEEEKKK!!!”

Marcellus flew through the air like a tossed sack of potatoes—

—And landed directly on top of Javier and Cedric, sending all three of them crashing into a heap on the ground.

“Ugh! Marcellus, get off!!” Javier groaned from beneath his older brother.

“Oww… My back…!” Cedric winced.

But before they could untangle themselves—

“Cuquawked!!!”

Javier and Cedric froze.

Slowly, the three brothers turned their heads.

Then—

Their father, Lord Garius, rode into view atop his massive golden Pekko—Giddie.

Buddy was already sprinting away at full speed.

Javier gulped. “Ah… So that’s why Buddy ran…”

Cedric stiffened. “Oh shit.”

Marcellus paled. “…We’re dead.”

Garius pulled Giddie to a stop before them, his piercing gaze sweeping over his three sons—still tangled on the ground.

A moment of silence.

Then—

Lord Garius smirked, adjusting his gloves. “Having fun?”

Francesca gracefully stepped onto the courtyard balcony, her warm eyes twinkling with amusement as she surveyed the scene below.

Her three sons—Marcellus, Cedric, and Javier—were covered in dirt, sitting awkwardly on the ground. Their father, Lord Garius, sat atop his golden Pekko, Giddie, staring them down with his usual commanding presence.

Beside him, Alf sat calmly on his own Pekko, his sharp gaze quietly observing the chaos. Meanwhile, Erinnete, riding Silverwind, smirked slightly, clearly entertained by the situation.

Francesca’s personal maid unit followed closely behind her, standing neatly in formation, though they struggled to hide their amusement.

Francesca let out a soft chuckle. “My, my~ It looks like my sons were having a little too much fun.”

Javier rubbed the back of his head, trying to flash his usual cheeky grin. “Ehehe… just a little Pekko riding practice, Esteemed Father?”

Cedric, still sitting on the ground, elbowed Javier sharply. “Shut up before he makes it worse!” he hissed.

Marcellus groaned, still recovering from his unexpected flight. “Ugh… That bird threw me like I was a sack of potatoes.”

Lord Garius raised an eyebrow, his smirk widening. “‘Practice,’ you say? And yet your noble robes are covered in dirt, and your Pekko is nowhere in sight?”

Javier glanced toward the road, where Buddy had completely vanished. “Umm… I can explain…?”

Lord Garius leaned forward slightly, Giddie letting out a deep, intimidating squawk.

“Oh? Then by all means, explain.”

Javier froze, realizing he had walked straight into a trap.

Not too far away, Liana, Lithia, and Meira stood at a respectful distance.

Liana, ever patient, sighed and crossed her arms. “Young Master, you’re on your own this time.”

Lithia covered her mouth with a gloved hand, suppressing a giggle.

Meira swished her tail behind her, whispering to Lithia, “Do you think they’ll be grounded again?”

Lithia smirked. “Most definitely.”

“Alf?”

“Yes, my lord?”

“Make sure ‘their punishment’ is in the study room.”

“Yes, my lord.”

Marcellus and Cedric let out a collective groan, already dreading their fate.

Javier, on the other hand, tilted his head in confusion. “Study room? Hah! Easy! Just reading books, right? Hehehe… This is nothing!”

Cedric gave him a pitying glance. “Oh, little brother… you sweet, naive fool.”

Marcellus shook his head. “You’ll see soon enough. Enjoy your last moments of freedom.”

Javier blinked, now slightly suspicious. “Wait… what do you mean?”

Lord Garius ignored the exchange and turned to Alf. “Ensure they finish their assigned work before sunset.”

Alf nodded, his glasses glinting ominously. “Of course, my lord. I will personally oversee their… ‘education.'”

Marcellus and Cedric visibly flinched.

Javier frowned. “Okay… now I know something’s up.”

Francesca watched the scene unfold, sipping her tea with an amused smile. “Do work hard, my dear sons~” she chimed sweetly.

Javier suddenly had a bad feeling. “Uhh… maybe I should go find Buddy first—”

“No detours!” Lord Garius snapped. “Go. Now.”

Javier gulped. “Y-Yes, Esteemed Father…”

Marcellus placed a hand on Javier’s shoulder, shaking his head solemnly. “Little brother… you don’t know the hell that awaits you.”

Cedric nodded in agreement. “Rest in peace, Little Brother.”

Javier gulped, suddenly feeling uneasy. “H-Hey… you two are just messing with me, right?”

Alf cleared his throat, pulling out a thick stack of parchment from his coat. “Your punishment, Young Masters, will be personally overseen by me. You will each go through tax reports, trade agreements, border security plans, and financial ledgers.

After that, you will draft detailed proposals for estate management and military logistics under Lord Garius’s direct supervision.”

Javier stared blankly. “…Huh?”

Marcellus and Cedric patted his back in mock sympathy. “Welcome to hell, little brother.”

( End of Chapter )