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Chapter 232 The Unfair Advantage ( 232 ) · Oct 04, 2026

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201 Chapter 201 Dark Intentions ( 201 ) 2026-10-04
202 Chapter 202 Predator and Prey ( 202 ) 2026-10-04
203 Chapter 203 Chaos and Snacks ( 203 ) 2026-10-04
204 Chapter 204 The Royal Inquiry ( 204 ) 2026-10-04
205 Chapter 205 Countdown to Freedom ( 205 ) 2026-10-04
206 Chapter 206 The Rules Were Never Meant for Him ( 206 ) 2026-10-04
207 Chapter 207 Grilling Glory ( 207 ) 2026-10-04
208 Chapter 208 Freedom, Fun, and Fools ( 208 ) 2026-10-04
209 Chapter 209 Friendship and Fortune ( 209 ) 2026-10-04
210 Chapter 210 The Heart of Armand ( 210 ) 2026-10-04
211 Chapter 211 A Noble Heart ( 211 ) 2026-10-04
212 Chapter 212 A Grin and a Gold Coin ( 212 ) 2026-10-04
213 Chapter 213 Dreams of Pekkos and Glory ( 213 ) 2026-10-04
214 Chapter 214 The Art of Servitude ( 214 ) 2026-10-04
215 Chapter 215 Secrets and Sweet Dreams ( 215 ) 2026-10-04
216 Chapter 216 Wake-Up Call for the New Maids ( 216 ) 2026-10-04
217 Chapter 217 Tea, Tension, and Twirls ( 217 ) 2026-10-04
218 Chapter 218 Vines and Vexations ( 218 ) 2026-10-04
219 Chapter 219 Authority and Awe ( 219 ) 2026-10-04
220 Chapter 220 The Elegant Setup ( 220 ) 2026-10-04
221 Chapter 221 The Fearsome Errinette ( 221 ) 2026-10-04
222 Chapter 222 Commanding Presence ( 222 ) 2026-10-04
223 Chapter 223 Feathers and Secrets ( 223 ) 2026-10-04
224 Chapter 224 Sick Days and Sneaky Kisses ( 224 ) 2026-10-04
225 Chapter 225 The Blessing Ceremony ( 225 ) 2026-10-04
226 Chapter 226 Javierʼs Moment ( 226 ) 2026-10-04
227 Chapter 227 The Family We Choose ( 227 ) 2026-10-04
228 Chapter 228 The Ride Home ( 228 ) 2026-10-04
229 Chapter 229 Dashing Toward Home ( 229 ) 2026-10-04
230 Chapter 230 Confronting the Shadows ( 230 ) 2026-10-04
231 Chapter 231 The Encounter ( 231 ) 2026-10-04
232 Chapter 232 The Unfair Advantage ( 232 ) 2026-10-04
233 Chapter 233 Deception on the Battlefield ( 233 ) 2026-10-04
234 Chapter 234 Mischief and Memories ( 234 ) 2026-10-04
235 Chapter 235 Family Matters ( 235 ) 2026-10-04
236 Chapter 236 The Speed of Pride ( 236 ) 2026-10-04
237 Chapter 237 The Eye of the Lord ( 237 ) 2026-10-04
238 Chapter 238 2026-10-04
239 Chapter 239 Brothers and Bottles ( 239 ) 2026-10-04
240 Chapter 240 The Birthday Boy ( 240 ) 2026-10-04
241 Chapter 241 Javierʼs Birthday ( 241 ) 2026-10-04
242 Chapter 242 Laps and Love ( 242 ) 2026-10-04
243 Chapter 243 A Day of Sightseeing ( 243 ) 2026-10-04
244 Chapter 244 A Lazy Day Off ( 244 ) 2026-10-04
245 Chapter 245 Secrets of the Special Class ( 245 ) 2026-10-04
246 Chapter 246 The Burden of Responsibility ( 246 ) 2026-10-04
247 Chapter 247 A Familiar Face? ( 247 ) 2026-10-04
248 Chapter 248 Voices of the People ( 248 ) 2026-10-04
249 Chapter 249 Defiance at the Gates ( 249 ) 2026-10-04
250 Chapter 250 Between Two Maids ( 250 ) 2026-10-04

Chapter 232 The Unfair Advantage ( 232 )

Javierʼs body trembled violently, the fear he feigned palpable in the air.

His eyes watered, lips quivering as he clung tightly to Liana, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

Then—

”M-Mama! Mamaaaa! Uwaaaaa!”

His fake sobs echoed through the battlefield, a mockery that rang out amidst the chaos.

Blakor and the other Chaos members howled with laughter, their voices cruel and mocking.

”PFFFT—AHAHAHAHA!!”

Blakor clutched his stomach, doubling over in amusement. ”Look at this brat!” He pointed at Javier, voice dripping with derision. ”He just pissed himself in fear! AHAHAHAHA!”

The other enemies chuckled, shaking their heads in disbelief.

”Tch. Some noble kid.”

”And here I thought he was supposed to be Gariusʼs son? Pathetic.”

The mockery spread like wildfire, sneers and laughter filling the air, mingling with the distant sounds of clashing metal and battle cries.

Meanwhile—

Javier turned toward Erinette, his voice breaking between exaggerated sobs. ”Uwaaa! E-Erinette! H-How are we going to get home?!”

He hiccuped dramatically, eyes wide with faux terror. ”Thereʼs too many of them! W-Weʼre gonna d-die! Uwaaa!!”

Blakor nearly fell over laughing, his mirth echoing like thunder.

Even the dark wyverns snorted in disdain, as if insulted by the sheer lack of dignity displayed. Discover more content at

Gloria, barely holding herself together, covered her mouth with one hand, her shoulders trembling with suppressed laughter.

Liana, still holding her drawn bow, let out a slow, deep sigh, her expression a mix of annoyance and concern. ”Young Master…”

Her tone was completely unamused, and she already knew—Javier was enjoying himself way too much.

But—

The enemy? They had no idea.

Behind Javierʼs shaking, sobbing figure, his eyes gleamed dangerously, a flicker of mischief dancing within them.

Javierʼs sobs suddenly stopped. His trembling body went still.

And then—

He grinned.

Both of his hands slipped casually into his pockets, an air of nonchalance enveloping him.

In a calm, almost lazy voice, he spoke. ”So… can you please… move along?”

Blakorʼs laughter roared back to life. ”BWAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

His men snickered, shaking their heads in disbelief. ”This brat is pretending to be strong now!”

Blakor wiped his eyes, still grinning. ”Hey, kid. Do you really think your maids and these pathetic chickens will survive?”

He gestured toward his army—a total of sixty elite assassins cloaked in shadow. ”They donʼt even have the chance to fight back! Just look at my men!”

His voice dripped with confidence, a sinister edge lurking beneath. ”Your little group will be exhausted before they even take out a fraction of us.”

Javierʼs grin widened, an almost predatory glint in his eyes. ”Oh? So youʼre saying… if these guys were gone, weʼd have a chance to go home?”

Blakor grinned mockingly, the laughter fading from his voice. ”Bwahahaha! Keep dreaming, kid.”

Then his eyes turned cold, the laughter replaced by a chilling resolve. ”No offense, but this is the time for you to die.”

Without warning—

Blakor swung his massive cursed sword, its dark aura flaring as it cut through the air, aimed directly at Javierʼs head.

”YOUNG MASTER!!”

Erinette moved instantly, adrenaline surging through her veins.

But before she could take a step—

CLANG!!

A thunderous impact shook the battlefield, reverberating through the ground like a drumbeat of fate.

Javier didnʼt move.

He didnʼt need to.

Because suddenly—

A massive knight, clad in pure white full plate armor, materialized in front of him.

Blakorʼs attack was completely blocked.

His blade clashed against a shining shield, runes glowing with pure light energy, illuminating the darkness around them.

The massive knight stood like an immovable fortress, holding a sword and shield embedded with light crystals and sacred runes that pulsed with power.

Blakorʼs eyes widened in shock, disbelief washing over his features. ”What the—?!”

Then—

”ARGHHH!!”

A chorus of screams erupted behind him, shattering the momentary silence.

Blakor whirled around, panic rising in his chest as he took in the scene.

His face drained of color.

Because in an instant—

His entire shadow-robed army of sixty was gone.

All dead.

Slashed. Pierced. Annihilated.

Standing among the fallen bodies were twenty heavily armored knights, clad in pure adamantite full plate, their armor gleaming ominously in the dim light.

Each knight wielded a massive greatsword.

And behind them—

An entire squad of Puppet knights armed with enchanted magic crossbows, their runes still glowing from their latest volley, ready to unleash hell.

Blakor staggered back, hands shaking, disbelief etched across his face. ”W-What the hell…?!”

Javier, still grinning, casually tilted his head, the light in his eyes brightening. ”Oh? Were you expecting a fair fight?”

His voice dripped with confidence, a sharp contrast to the chaos around them. ”Sorry, but I donʼt fight fair.”

Javier grinned, casually rolling his shoulders as his gaze fixed on the hulking brute wielding the cursed sword.

”Yeah, big guy,” he said, tapping his chest lightly.

”I know the limits of what my kid body can do.”

His eyes gleamed mischievously, radiating a sense of playful menace. ”No matter how strong or talented I am, Iʼm still a kid. My body is still a kidʼs body.”

Blakor and his men stiffened slightly, an unshakeable sense of foreboding creeping in as they sensed something off about his tone.

Javier continued with unwavering confidence, his smirk never fading. ”And no matter how much of a genius I am, my power has limits.”

He shrugged dramatically, feigning nonchalance. ”Even if I released every limiter I have right now, Iʼd still be capped—because my body canʼt handle it.”

Then, without missing a beat, his smirk widened into something sharper. ”But once I reach adulthood…?”

His eyes flickered dangerously as they locked onto Blakorʼs. ”Thatʼs when youʼll see my real power. Right, big guy?”

”T-This damn kid…!!” the brute growled, his grip tightening on his massive sword, knuckles white with anger.

Javier tilted his head mockingly, feigning innocent curiosity. ”Tch, no—no~ no~! Youʼve got the wrong idea,” he chided, wagging his finger with playful reproach. ”I donʼt fight alone.”

Blakorʼs eyes narrowed, confusion mixing with irritation. ”Hah?”

Javier casually gestured toward Erinette, who stood resolute yet tense. ”Yeah, I know your strength is on par with Erinette here.”

Then, with a grin that could outshine the sun, he added, ”But why should I bother fighting all of you?”

Blakorʼs brows furrowed, suspicion creeping in. ”What—?”

In a sweeping gesture, Javier pointed behind him. ”I just let them do it.”

The hulking bruteʼs entire body tensed, a wave of realization crashing over him.

Javier chuckled, clearly enjoying the game. ”This? This is just a small squad for now.”

He snapped his fingers.

”And the best part? Unlike you guys—”

He raised one hand, and one of the adamantite-clad puppet knights instantly vanished into thin air with a shimmering sound, leaving only a lingering echo behind.

Blakor flinched, eyes darting around as if expecting an ambush.

Javier lowered his hand. Immediately, a brand-new puppet knight appeared in its place, fully restored and stoically standing in perfect battle stance, the air around it electrified with latent energy.

Blakorʼs face paled, a dawning horror settling in his gut.

Javier grinned, stuffing his hands back into his pockets as if sharing a delightful secret. ”If their energy runs out, I just put them back inside my magic storage and replace them with a fresh one.”

His eyes gleamed with amusement, a predator enjoying the hunt. ”Like this.”

He casually waved his hand again, and another worn-out puppet knight vanished, replaced by another fully recharged one, flawless and ready for battle.

Blakorʼs breath hitched, and his men stared in horror, realization dawning on them one by one, like a cold wave crashing over an unsuspecting shore.

Javier tilted his head, feigning innocence once more, but mischief danced in his eyes. ”So tell me, big guy…”

He grinned wider, teeth glinting like blades in the sunlight. ”How do you plan on fighting an army that never runs out?”

( End Of Chapter )

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