Reborn As Noble-Chapter 631: Laughs, Love, and a Dash of Chaos ( )

Not to mention.

My snake!!

My glorious snake!!

He held back a proud smirk.

For a 13-year-old in this world... it’s way bigger than it ever was in my past life!!

I am truly, undeniably, ridiculously lucky!

Sure, he hadn’t tested it yet.

Of course not. He was still technically a minor.

Still growing. Still waiting.

But one thing was certain.

He had the girls. Oh, he had the girls.

Liana... Gloria... Felicia... Mimi... Delya... and now Ferine.

All beautiful. All affectionate. All head-over-heels.

He quietly adjusted his noble collar, walking with grace and elegance.

But in his heart?

"Just wait until I’m eighteen... Mmnn~ that’ll be the real feast!!"

A harem fit for a king. No—fit for the reincarnated of luck himself.

Sorry, Father...

In terms of power, sure—maybe I’m still behind.

I mean, I’ve never tested it... and even if I had the chance?

Hell no.!

But in terms of harem?

Hah! Sorry, Father... you’ve already lost! Bwahahahaha!!

Outside, his face remained calm.

Cool. Refined. A noble to the bone.

Ferine walked gracefully beside him, her pace matching his.

Javier ran a hand through his hair with effortless charm, turning to glance sideways at the blushing dwarf girl.

A small smile tugged at his lips.

"Since your father suggested it... and you don’t mind..."

He leaned just slightly closer, eyes soft.

"I can’t refuse it, can I?"

"If you really insist on marrying me..."

A pause.

His eyes met hers—steady, unreadable, calm.

"...Then I agree."

Ferine’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink, her steps slowing just slightly as her heartbeat danced in her chest.

"Javier..."

He, of course, remained perfectly composed.

Dignified. Cool. Unshakable.

But inside?

YESSS!!! ONE MORE ADDED TO THE COLLECTION!!!

Bwahahahaha!! Father! Dried plum! You lose!

You got four wives?

Well guess what—I got six girls lined up already!

Marcellus only got two! His loyal catgirl maid Meira, and that fireball Zania—the ex-princess from Amazarak who’s now following him around like a loyal puppy. Heh.

Cedric? Heh!

He’s got Lithia, that shy dark elf maid who’s probably already calling him ’Master’ in bed.

But me?

Liana – elf maid, deadly and cute.

Gloria – elegant human, smart and sexy.

Felicia – catgirl princess, fierce but beautiful.

Mimi – younger catgirl, clingy and adorable. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Delya – demon princess, smug and seductive.

Now Ferine – a dwarf girl, sweet, noble, and 100% willing.

Six!! SIX!!! Eat that, everyone!!

Father? You got four wives. Sure, you win in seniority. Your first wife, Lady Francesca, is literally top-tier.

Garcinia and Phenelopie? Beautiful.

And that latest one? Eridith the dragon lady? Yeah, scary and hot. I’ll give you that.

BUT IN TERMS OF SCORE?

I! WIN!!

Ehehehehehehehe~!!!

Javier noticed Ferine’s eyes darting away, cheeks glowing faintly pink.

She was unusually quiet. Her steps smaller. Shy.

He stopped walking.

Then, gently, he reached out.

Took her hand.

Ferine blinked in surprise.

Her breath caught.

She looked up at him.

Lips slightly parted.

His hand... was warm. Big. Firm.

Their eyes met.

Inside Ferine’s mind.

"This handsome man... Is he going to... kiss me?"

"Kiss—!!"

Her heart pounded like a dwarven forge bellows.

Javier tilted his head slightly.

His eyes softened. His gaze sincere.

Outside, he said nothing.

But inside?

OH-HO-HO YES. THIS IS IT! FIRST DWARF KISS UNLOCKED—

Number six, here we gooooo~

He leaned a little closer.

Ferine froze—but she didn’t move away.

Her eyes fluttered halfway closed.

Their faces... just a breath apart...

Just as their lips almost touched.

BANG!!

The door to the palace hall slammed open.

Liana, glared from the courtyard with calm, murderous elegance.

Gloria smiling serenely—

but her aura was ice cold.

Felicia folded her arms, tail swaying gently behind her as she stood with perfectly controlled posture.

"...Took you long enough to greet us, Javier."

Javier slowly turned his head toward them.

Outside:

Cool. Unbothered.

Inside Javier’s mind:

"No. No. NO! I’m not letting this chance slip!"

He pretended not to notice the sharp killing intent seeping from the direction of the palace’s grand entrance.

He leaned in—slowly.

Ferine looked up, her eyes wide... but she didn’t back away.

Their lips touched.

A soft, warm kiss.

And then—

It deepened.

Ferine’s eyes fluttered shut.

Her body trembled gently as she kissed back, clutching his shirt.

Inside Javier’s mind:

"SECURED!!! YESSS!! DWARF GIRL KISS: ACHIEVED!"

A second later.

He cracked one eye open...

Saw three familiar silhouettes standing at the palace doorway.

Liana. Gloria. Felicia.

Arms crossed.

Eyes glowing.

A gust of invisible wind blew from behind them.

The kind that only comes before a storm of wrath.

Javier’s soul left his body.

Still holding Ferine’s hand, he smiled like a fool.

"Alright~ Now that’s a good kiss."

Then, he turned to the three.

Raised one hand with a goofy grin.

"...See ya~"

And bolted.

"EKKEKEKEKEKE!!!"

His mischievous laughter echoed through the palace corridor as he sprinted down the hall, cape fluttering like a criminal escaping justice.

Gloria adjusted her glasses, a calm yet terrifying smile on her lips.

"Ara~ Did he think he could run?"

Liana cracked her knuckles.

"Catch him."

Felicia sighed. "What a hopeless man..."

Ferine stood there, dazed.

Her lips still tingled.

Her heart was still racing.

But what truly confused her.

Were the three stunning girls walking toward her with perfectly synchronized steps.

Who... who are they?

She blinked rapidly. Her gaze darted between them.

An elegant elf maid, her presence calm but laced with something dangerous.

A dark-haired woman with glasses, walking with refined grace that screamed first-class noble education.

And the last... a quiet, composed beastkin girl with feline ears, every step radiating royalty and pride.

They were beautiful.

Too beautiful.

Ferine gulped.

Then she glanced down at her chest.

Boob size...

She lost.

She glanced at her hips.

Curvy...

Definitely lost.

Beauty...?

She didn’t know. But her confidence wavered.

The elf smiled gently at her, as if evaluating her worth.

The black-haired maid simply adjusted her glasses, expression unreadable.

The beastkin princess... didn’t even say a word.

Just narrowed her eyes, as if quietly accepting her existence.

Ferine instinctively took a step back.

"I... I’m the newest one...?"

She looked up again.

At the three beautiful girls standing in front of her.

Her gaze moved left to right.

Boing~

Felicia’s chest subtly bounced as she adjusted her outfit.

Boiiing~

Liana’s posture shifted gracefully, making her ample figure sway just a bit more.

Booooing~

Gloria simply breathed.

Yes. Just breathing caused movement. Like a calm tidal wave of elegance and destruction.

Ferine’s shoulders slumped slightly.

What kind of final boss lineup is this!?

She nearly cried inside.

Her inner dwarven pride screamed, "I’m still cute! I’m petite! That’s charming, right!?"

But another voice whispered...

"You’ve entered the arena, girl. Good luck."

( End Of Chapter )

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