Reborn As Noble-Chapter 220: The Elegant Setup ( )

Errinette turned her gaze toward the two noble girls, her expression becoming gracefully elegant.

With a slight bow and a warm, practiced smile, she greeted them.

"It is a pleasure to meet you both, Your Highness, and Lady Amethia."

Her tone was soft yet commanding, carrying an air of refinement that demanded respect.

Amethia and Kliatana blinked, momentarily caught off guard.

Then—

"Oh… what a beautiful lady!" Amethia gasped, her face lighting up with excitement. She turned to Javier. "Javier-sama, is this your sister!?"

Errinette let out a soft, melodic laugh.

"My, my~ What a lovely compliment~" she said, covering her mouth with her fingertips.

Javier’s brain finally restarted, and he immediately shook his head.

"Huh!? She’s not my—"

Before he could finish his sentence—

A hand gently covered his mouth.

"Mmph!?"

Javier’s eyes widened as Errinette, still smiling sweetly, pressed her fingers firmly over his lips, silencing him effortlessly.

Her gaze remained calm as she spoke.

"Now, now, young master. No need to ruin the moment, hmm?"

Javier’s muffled voice: "MMMMHH!?"

Liana and Gloria watched in silence, their expressions completely unreadable.

Errinette, still wearing her elegant smile, slowly withdrew her hand from Javier’s mouth.

Then, with a graceful tilt of her head, she turned her attention back to the two noble girls.

"So, if I may ask…" she began, her voice smooth and polite. "What urgent matter caused two such beautiful young ladies to rush toward this young man?"

Javier, still recovering from being silenced, opened his mouth—only to be completely ignored.

"Javier-sama is going to be my dance partner tomorrow night!" Amethia declared proudly, stepping forward with confidence.

"No!" Kliatana’s voice rang out sharply as she crossed her arms. "He’s going to be my partner!"

The two girls turned toward each other, and the air tensed once again.

Javier immediately took a step backward. Oh no, not again…

Amethia scoffed, flipping her hair. "Hmph! You already have everything in your life, Princess. You don’t need Javier-sama too!"

Kliatana smirked, clearly enjoying the challenge. "Oh my~ Are you implying that just because I am a princess, I should let you have him? How amusing."

Amethia clenched her fists. "I am not implying anything! I am saying it directly! Javier-sama and I would make a good pair—not just as dance partners, but also as—"

"T-Tch!" Javier’s face twitched. I don’t like where this is going…!

Meanwhile, standing in the background, their respective escorts, personal guards, and maids simply watched in silence.

None of them reacted.

Not a single one.

It was clear they were far too used to this.

One of Amethia’s maids, with a completely neutral expression, leaned toward one of Kliatana’s personal guards and whispered, "Again?"

A knight from Kliatana’s side shook his head. "At least this time, it’s not over a dress."

Another maid from Amethia’s side stifled a laugh, whispering, "I swear, they’ve fought over jewelry, horses, even seating arrangements. And now a man?"

One of Kliatana’s guards grunted. "At least this time, it’s somewhat important."

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"I don’t care if you’re a princess!" Amethia declared, puffing her chest. "Javier-sama is mine and mine alone!"

Kliatana raised an eyebrow, her smirk growing. "Huh? He didn’t even say anything about becoming yours." She flipped her hair elegantly. "I’m sure he’s more suitable for me."

Javier, standing between them, could feel the invisible war raging around him.

Haaaaa… I’m so done with this…

"Oh my~ how lovely."

Errinette’s smooth, sweet voice cut through the rising tension like a dagger wrapped in silk.

Both Amethia and Kliatana paused, their competitive glares shifting to the elegant woman standing before them.

With a graceful smile, Errinette clasped her hands together. "If I may suggest something, Your Highness? Lady Amethia?"

The two girls blinked.

"Yes?" they responded at the same time, their curiosity piqued.

Errinette’s smile widened slightly. "How about he attends the dance ball as both of your partners? I’m sure this young man is capable enough to give you both a wonderful time."

For a moment, silence.

Then—

"EHHHH!?"

Javier felt like his entire soul left his body. He spun toward Errinette, his amber eyes wide with pure betrayal.

"Errinette!? I didn’t say—"

Before he could finish—

Errinette effortlessly placed her hand over his mouth again.

"Mmph!?"

With her ever-present grace and composure, she continued, "Of course, it will be a delightful experience for all three of you. The young master here is quite capable, after all."

Amethia lit up immediately, clasping her hands together excitedly.

"Ohhh! That’s perfect! That means Javier-sama will still be my dance partner! "

Kliatana, never one to back down from a challenge, smirked, tilting her chin slightly. "Hmph. I suppose that’s fine. As long as I get my turn first, of course."

Javier, still muffled by Errinette’s hand, screamed internally.

NO, IT’S NOT FINE! I NEVER AGREED TO THIS!!

The elegant maid tilted her head slightly, her expression unbothered, as if his struggles were just background noise.

"Hmm? Don’t worry about it too much, young master," she responded calmly. "It’s just a dance~"

Javier froze.

His instincts immediately caught onto something—the way she said "just a dance."

The slight emphasis.

The way her lips curved just a bit.

The calm certainty in her tone.

It set off warning bells in his head.

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"Ugh… the way you’re saying it makes me think this is not just a dance…" Javier muttered, narrowing his eyes suspiciously.

Errinette simply smiled sweetly. "My, my. Don’t think too much about it, young master." She leaned in slightly, her voice playful yet knowing. "After all… you are still young."

Javier felt a chill.

"Ugh…" He slumped in defeat.

Somehow… he knew.

He was being set up.

And there was nothing he could do about it.

Errinette clasped her hands together elegantly, her warm smile never faltering.

"So, if you’ll excuse us, Your Highness, and Lady Amethia, my young master and I have something to discuss."

Kliatana flicked her hair, still wearing a playful smirk. "Of course. Thank you, beautiful lady."

Amethia pouted slightly before huffing. "Hmph! You’re lucky I’m in a good mood today." She turned to Javier, flashing a confident smile. "See you at the dance, Javier-sama!"

Javier twitched.

Haaaa… I really hate this…

As the two noble girls finally walked away, their maids and escorts let out quiet sighs of relief, clearly used to these kinds of situations.

Meanwhile, Javier, still feeling like he had been sold off, turned to Errinette with a glare.

"Okay, what are we actually going to discuss?"

Errinette, who had been smiling just moments ago, suddenly dropped her expression.

Her playful elegance vanished.

In its place—a sharp, commanding presence.

Javier immediately felt the difference.

Liana and Gloria straightened instinctively, their expressions turning serious as well.

Errinette’s piercing gaze locked onto them, her usual warmth replaced by a strict, calculating air.

Then—without a word—she glanced at Javier.

Javier’s carefree grin faded.

Oh…shit..

( End of Chapter )