Reborn As Noble

A distinct smack echoed through the halls, followed by Javier's panicked cry.

"Eekk! Leave the face out of it!!" he shouted, desperation lacing his voice.

The unmistakable sounds of playful yet firm slaps and light punches filled the air. Thwack! Smack! Whap!

From a distance, a pair of maids exchanged amused glances. One of them, Stella, leaned slightly to peek down the corridor. "Miss Liana's at it again," she murmured with a smirk.

Laria nodded, stifling a laugh. "Poor young master. He never learns, does he?"

Meanwhile, Javier's voice rose theatrically. "Aaagh! Not the hair! Not the hair! You know how long it takes to get this perfect!"

Liana's calm yet teasing tone cut through his protests. "Young master, this is what happens when you tease me about things you shouldn't."

Javier replied quickly, "I'll never do it again! I swear! I tell you!"

Liana chuckled softly, her melodic laughter mixing with gentle scolding. "We'll see about that, young master."

Inside Javier's mind, a mischievous chuckle echoed. Ehehe... she's mad again. This is fun.

No matter how much Liana scolded or chased him, Javier couldn't help himself. Her fiery reactions, the way her calm demeanor gave way to flustered frustration, were irresistible. He lived for those fleeting glimpses of her unguarded self—far from her usual perfect posture and poised grace.

She's cute, he thought, grinning as he dodged her next playful swing. Way too cute.

Of course, he could easily avoid her wrath. With his speed, magic, and Buddy's help, escape would be simple. But where was the fun in that?

It doesn't even hurt when she punches me, he mused, amusement bubbling up. Her 'punishments' felt more like playful taps. The real sting came from when she ignored him, didn't care about him, or if she left him—and even those feelings only fueled his determination to cause more chaos.

For Javier, every ruckus was more than mischief; it was about getting her attention, breaking past her formal duties to see the real Liana—not just his maid, but the person he cared about the most.

Ehehe... this is the best.

"She always acts so composed, but when she's mad... she's cute, isn't she? Eheh... totally worth it!"

Another light thwack brought him back to reality.

"Aw! Okay, okay! Maybe not totally worth it!"

Yet even as he thought that, his smirk lingered. He couldn't help but enjoy their dynamic—Liana's calm but unyielding demeanor and his knack for pushing just the right buttons.

"Ah, life would be so boring without her."

"I won't stop making chaos just to get her attention," Javier smirked inwardly, the thought both mischievous and sincere. "And when she's really mad, I'll just hug her, say I'm sorry. If one day she gets fed up with me... well, I'll find another way to get her attention."

The playful grin on his face hid a deeper intent. It wasn't just about mischief; it was his way of staying close to her, breaking through the boundaries her duty often put between them.

Sure, as an adult in mind, I know what I'm doing is a bit childish," he admitted with a soft chuckle. "But hey, my body's still that of a kid... well, sort of. I'm taller than her now, so maybe it's not just my age holding me back; I haven't hit puberty yet.

What can I do? It's not like I can do what an adult can. Well, not gonna lie, I do want it, but my kid body won't react. Duh. Living in this fantasy world where there are no video games, no smartphones, and nothing else, this is the only fun I can think of... well, other than sneaking out with my buddy.

His grin widened as he imagined her scolding face, Her eyes sharp yet warm as she tried to maintain her composure.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

For Javier, teasing Liana was more than a game; it was his way of holding onto their connection, a bond deeper than mere titles of "master" and "maid." She was the one constant in his chaotic noble life, and he had no intention of letting that change.

"Lianaaaa..." Javier whined, dragging out her name with a pitiful look.

Liana arched a brow, her fist still poised for another punishment. "What now, young master?"

Javier blinked innocently. "I'm hungry..."

Liana sighed heavily, dropping her hand as her usual composure returned. "Haaa... let's head to the main dining area. I'll ask the chef to prepare something for you."

Javier perked up, grinning. "Can you cook it for me? Just this once?"

She narrowed her eyes. "Haaa?"

"Please?" He clasped his hands and added an exaggerated sparkle. "Eheheh."

Finally, Liana relented, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Okay... just this once."

Javier's grin turned into a mischievous smirk as he glanced around. With a flick of his wrist, he activated his magic storage skill, pulling out heaps of fresh, premium wyvern meat.

"Meat! Meat! Meat!" he cheered, holding it up triumphantly.

Liana pressed her fingers to her temples. "Haaa... young master…"

"Ehehehe," he laughed, handing the meat to her. "Liana... I'll wait in my room."

Liana frowned. "You should eat in the main dining area like a proper noble."

Javier waved off her words, already walking away carefreely. "Nah... don't wanna. Ehehe."

Liana stood there for a moment, holding the stack of wyvern meat, shaking her head in exasperation. "Really, young master…"

Liana walked into the bustling kitchen, the aroma of spices and roasted vegetables filling the air. She placed the pile of premium wyvern meat on the counter, drawing the chefs' attention.

The head chef approached her. "Miss Liana, that's quite a haul! Shall I assist you in preparing it?"

Liana shook her head, her calm demeanor unwavering. "No need. You all may continue with your usual tasks. I'll handle this myself."

The chefs exchanged surprised glances but refrained from questioning her. The head chef nodded politely. "As you wish, Miss Liana."

He stepped back, signaling the rest of the kitchen staff to resume their duties. Liana tied an apron around her waist and rolled up her sleeves.

"Let's see... the young master requested something special. Hmm.. grilled wyvern steak with a side of herb sauce will do," she murmured, inspecting the cuts of meat with her practiced eye.

With precision and grace, she began preparing the dish, her fluid movements reflecting the poise that set her apart in the Armand household.

The head chef, observing from afar as Liana skillfully handled the wyvern meat, couldn't help but nod in approval. Her precise knife skills and calm demeanor brought a rare elegance to the bustling kitchen.

As the staff prepared for lunch, the head chef briefly disappeared into the storage room. When he returned, he carried a small jar of his special spice blend, reserved for the finest dishes served to the Armand family. Explore more at My Virtual Library Empire

He placed the jar beside Liana with a respectful nod. "Here, Miss Liana. This should enhance the flavor of the wyvern meat. It's the best we have."

Liana glanced at the jar, recognizing its rarity, and offered a small, sincere smile. "Thank you, Head Chef. This will be perfect."

His confidence in her growing, the head chef remarked, "If anyone can make the young master's special request a masterpiece, it's you, Miss Liana."

"I'll do my best," she replied, her tone humble yet steady. Taking a pinch of the spice, she sprinkled it carefully over the steaks before continuing her preparations, determined to meet Javier's high expectations.

The head chef glanced at the generous portions of premium wyvern meat laid out before Liana and let out a low whistle. "That's quite a lot for the young master."

Focused on marinating the meat, Liana replied without missing a beat. "Well, he wanted it, and it's my duty to prepare it."

The head chef chuckled, shaking his head. "That young master of ours has quite the appetite—and a knack for getting what he wants."

Liana paused, glancing up with a small, knowing smile. "Yes, he certainly does. But it's better than him sneaking around the kitchen and causing a scene."

He laughed heartily. "Thats right, Miss Liana. Let me know if you need anything else."

"Thank you," she replied with a polite nod, returning to her work as she carefully grilled the meat to perfection. Despite the occasional sigh over Javier's antics, her movements were meticulous, ensuring the dish would meet his expectations—even if it was more meat than one person should probably eat.

This is quite a lot for him alone," Liana thought, her eyes scanning the generous portions of wyvern meat before her.

With practiced precision, she prepared each cut, trimming it perfectly to retain the meat's natural juiciness. Blending the head chef's special sauce with a few of her own secret spices—a subtle balance of sweet and savory, enhanced with a touch of citrus—she aimed to bring out the richness of the wyvern meat.

The sizzling sound of the meat hitting the hot grill filled the kitchen, its mouthwatering aroma wafting up as the spices caramelized into a glaze. Liana worked with graceful efficiency, flipping each piece at just the right moment to achieve a perfect golden sear.

"Young master always demands the best," she mused, a faint smile tugging at her lips despite her earlier exasperation. "At least I can ensure he eats well."

Once the meat was ready, she arranged it on a large platter, garnishing it with fresh herbs for a touch of elegance. The rich aroma filled the air, prompting envious glances from passing staff.

"Perfect," Liana said softly, wiping her hands on her apron before carrying the platter toward Javier's room. "Let's see if this satisfies his appetite."

( End of Chapter )