Reborn As Noble

”Mm. Just inform your Captain Bhujar and your trusted officers from yesterday to take charge for two or three days. You both will be staying in Armand during the celebration.”

”As you wish, Your Majesty,” Rolland said, his voice steady and respectful.

Garius turned his glance toward Alf and Erinette. ”Are all our staff and maids already out of both buildings?”

”Yes, Your Majesty.” Alf replied in a formal butler tone. ”I have already contacted all of our staff via mana talkie to confirm their status. All maids and personnel are now assembled in the next courtyard as instructed.”

”Mm. Good.” He glanced at Javier. ”Javier?”

”Yes, Father?”

”You may store one of the temporary buildings after this, but leave one as a temporary base for our special units and officers to assist Mathrias in its recovery and stabilization.” He rubbed his chin thoughtfully before continuing. ”Can you spare around one hundred of your knights to safeguard this Mathrias Estate?”

”As you command, Esteemed Father. I have already made sure to retrieve all the special white knights and have summoned one hundred standard knights to patrol and safeguard this area. They are already stationed and actively patrolling the perimeter.”

”Mm... Good.” Garius glanced at the mana watch on his wrist. ”We will be moving soon. We don’t want to be late for Aelius and Athine’s wedding. I assume you can prepare everything and have the Gaasad-1 ready within... say, thirty minutes?”

”As you command, Esteemed Father.”

”Mm... Good.” Garius nodded, his tone firm but satisfied. ”I will be waiting with the others in the next courtyard. Do not keep us waiting.” He turned and walked away, followed closely by Alf and Erinette.

Francesca smiled warmly at Gracelle. ”Young lady~ You and Javier must have had quite a chat yesterday and today. I hope you’re feeling better now.”

”Ah... y... yes, Your Majesty. I am truly grateful for everything your family and the Armand healers have done for me.” Gracelle replied in a formal, noble tone, bowing her head respectfully.

”Good. I’m glad.” Francesca was about to turn but paused, glancing at Liana. ”Oh, Liana?”

”Yes, Lady Mother?” Liana smiled and gave a graceful bow.

”What’s with the maid uniform again? Didn’t I already tell you and Gloria to stop wearing it now that you’re to be official fiancées?”

Liana smiled and gave a teasing glance toward Javier. ”Ah... pardon, Lady Mother. But Young Master insisted on me wearing it. He said he couldn’t bear to see me out of it just yet.”

Francesca exhaled softly before giving Javier a sharp, maternal glare, making him flinch and quickly avert his eyes.

”Really, Honey Bun... you just can’t let go of Liana in her maid uniform, can you?”

She shook her head with a fond smile before turning her gaze back to Gracelle.

”Young lady, don’t be shy. Feel free to chat with Javier while we prepare to leave. He may be a prince, but he’s still the same boy who saved your life.” She gave a gentle, reassuring smile before walking away gracefully, followed by her group of maids.

( End Of Chapter )