JakkuSen

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

The next morning, soft early light seeped through the tall windows, casting golden streaks across the room.

A gentle knock sounded before the door slowly opened.

"Princess," came a calm voice from one of her personal maids. "Your bath is ready."

Felicia stirred from a light doze by the window—not from deep sleep, but from gentle waking.

The wooden chair beside the window creaked softly as she sat upright.

Her gaze lingered briefly on the distant wall where he had been the night before.

She said nothing, only giving a small nod.

Her maids moved with practiced grace, helping her to stand without a word.

They took off the outer layer of her sleeping gown, folding it carefully, then guided her across the room to a large, round wooden tub.

It had been freshly filled; steam curled softly from the surface, carrying the faint scent of herbs.

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