Reborn As Noble

”Your lie about witches was quite convincing, you know. Most witches are old, wrinkled, and and crooked noses. You made them sound like goddesses. I didn’t know you could lie with such a straight face.”

Buddy glanced at her, tilting his head with a smug smirk.

”Cuquawked~” (Not every witch is old. Most of them are beautiful, mysterious, and powerful. And as for being a smooth talker~ I learned from the best. My master.)

Liana paused mid-slice, her knife hovering above the cutting board. She slowly turned her head toward Buddy, her eyes narrowing into a sharp glare. A cold, dangerous aura radiated from her, making the air around her feel heavy.

”Excuse me? Young Master taught you to lie?”

”Cuquawked!!!” (No! I didn’t mean that!)

Buddy scrambled to explain, his wings flapping nervously as he moved toward her. He pressed his feathered body against her side, nuzzling against her arm in a desperate attempt to appease her.

”Cuquawked~ Cuquawked~” (I meant he taught me how to talk smoothly! How to be charming! Not to lie! I swear! Please don’t be angry, my beautiful elf witch! I’ll behave! )

His eyes suddenly caught sight of a glass jar filled with a vibrant, shimmering liquid. His head snapped toward it, his earlier panic forgotten as excitement lit up his eyes.

”Cuquawked~?” (What’s this~?)

Liana glanced at the jar, her expression softening as she continued to prepare the dish.

”It’s for Young Master. A special drink I made from various herbs and fruits. It’s refreshing and helps restore energy.”

Buddy’s beak curled into a sly smirk. He stepped back, standing tall with his neck straight, his eyes glancing sideways toward Liana, trying to look completely innocent.

Liana continued stirring the food inside the pan, her voice calm but carrying a clear warning.

”Don’t touch that drink, Buddy. I’ll make you something else later if you behave.”

Buddy bobbed his head innocently, taking another slow step back as if he were moving away. While Liana’s attention was on the sizzling pan, a faint shimmer of magic pulsed around his body. The juice inside the jar rippled, then floated upward in a silent, invisible stream. It curved through the air, gliding toward Buddy.

He opened his beak wide, and the drink poured straight into his mouth. He swallowed it down in one long, satisfied gulp.

Liana was about to place the finished dish onto a plate when she glanced toward the jar. Her eyes narrowed, her hand freezing mid-air as she saw the empty container.

”Buddddyyyyy! I told you not to drink Young Master’s drink!”

( End Of Chapter )