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

After several hours of nonstop dashing through dirt roads and plains, the trio finally arrived at the border gate of the Armand Region.

The guards stationed at the gate, even in the quiet of the night, instantly recognized the figures approaching.

That orange, overly energetic Pekko.

"Oh no… that one again…" one of the gatekeepers muttered, eyes narrowing at the familiar sight.

The large, proud mount stomped excitedly, tail feathers puffed, beak twitching like it was already preparing to raid a market stall.

"Buddy's back," another guard sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "At night, thank the heavens…"

Had it been daytime, the town's fruit stalls would've been under siege again. But now? Silent streets. Shops closed. Merchants asleep. Disaster averted.

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