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Reborn as Javier De Armand, the youngest son of a lower rank noble household, former salaryman Nakamura Junichi faces a world of privilege, chaos, and responsibility.From his earliest days as a baby to his rise as a formidable adult, Javier’s life is anything but simple., Javier must navigate the expectations of noble society while pursuing his own freedom and dreams.

As he grows, he learns that nobility comes with its burdens—managing territories, forging alliances, defending against enemies, and earning the respect of both his peers and the commoners he vows to protect. But life as a noble is no fairy tale. Rival families scheme for power, enemy threaten the borders, and kingdoms teeter on the brink of war.

Being the youngest son places Javier in a unique position. Neither the heir nor the spare, he must carve out his own role within his family and society. With his sharp mind, decisive personality, and memories of his past life, Javier takes on challenges that many would shy away from.Recruit allies and build his own influence, carefully balancing his desire for independence with the duties expected of him as a noble. Along the way, he must navigate family dynamics, political challenges, and his ambition to leave a lasting mark on this fantastical world.

In a realm where strength, wit, and cunning reign supreme, Javier's journey blends humor, slice-of-life moments, and lighthearted chaos as he crafts his own destiny while keeping those closest to him by his side.

Reborn As Noble

Inside the study room, Marcellus sat at his desk, accompanied by Lithia. Cedric was beside him, with Meira attending to his needs, while Javier slumped in his chair, Liana seated elegantly next to him.

"Ehhh!? Doing paperwork!? I don't want to!" Javier groaned, flopping dramatically onto the table.

Marcellus rubbed his temples. "Shut up, Javier. We're all suffering here."

Cedric leaned back in his chair, pressing his forehead with frustration. "Alf will check on us every hour… or maybe every 30 minutes."

Javier sat up straight. "Every 30 minutes!? Are you serious!?"

Marcellus smirked mischievously. "Heheh, maybe even 15 minutes if he's in a bad mood."

Javier groaned, burying his face in his arms. "Ugh! Why me!? I'm still a kid!"

Cedric laughed. "Twelve years old is a kid? Keep dreaming, little brother! Ahahaha!"

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