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Chapter 430 430: Plans and Predicaments ( 430 ) · Oct 04, 2026

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401 Chapter 401: Rapture of War ( 401 ) 2026-10-04
402 Chapter 402: Corrupted Flames ( 402 ) 2026-10-04
403 Chapter 403 403: Vengeance and Valor ( 403 ) 2026-10-04
404 Chapter 404 404: Obsession and Omens ( 404 ) 2026-10-04
405 Chapter 405 405: Deceit Among Nobles ( 405 ) 2026-10-04
406 Chapter 406: The Kingʼs Ambition ( 406 ) 2026-10-04
407 Chapter 407: Desires of the Heart ( 407 ) 2026-10-04
408 Chapter 408: Between Spirits and Rivalry ( 408 ) 2026-10-04
409 Chapter 409 409: Strategic Minds ( 409 ) 2026-10-04
410 Chapter 410 410: Hunting the Shadows ( 410 ) 2026-10-04
411 Chapter 411 411: No One Gets Away ( 411 ) 2026-10-04
412 Chapter 412: Blades, Magic, and Recon ( 412 ) 2026-10-04
413 Chapter 413: Ashes to Ashes ( 413 ) 2026-10-04
414 Chapter 414: Unseen Forces ( 414 ) 2026-10-04
415 Chapter 415 415: Different Paths, Shared Bonds ( 415 ) 2026-10-04
416 Chapter 416 416: Tactical Preparations ( 416 ) 2026-10-04
417 Chapter 417 417: Ready for Duty ( 417 ) 2026-10-04
418 Chapter 418: Dining Room Drama ( 418 ) 2026-10-04
419 Chapter 419: Blood and Valor ( 419 ) 2026-10-04
420 Chapter 420: Holding the Line ( 420 ) 2026-10-04
421 Chapter 421 421: Predator and Prey ( 421 ) 2026-10-04
422 Chapter 422 422: Strategies in Motion ( 422 ) 2026-10-04
423 Chapter 423 423: Mapping Fate ( 423 ) 2026-10-04
424 Chapter 424: A Call to Honor ( 424 ) 2026-10-04
425 Chapter 425: A Choice of Honor ( 425 ) 2026-10-04
426 Chapter 426: The Weight of Trust ( 426 ) 2026-10-04
427 Chapter 427 427: Two Fronts ( 427 ) 2026-10-04
428 Chapter 428 428: Pieces on the Board ( 428 ) 2026-10-04
429 Chapter 429 429: Plans and Prodigies ( 429 ) 2026-10-04
430 Chapter 430 430: Plans and Predicaments ( 430 ) 2026-10-04
431 Chapter 431 431: Descent into Madness ( 431 ) 2026-10-04
432 Chapter 432 432: Rage of the Queen ( 432 ) 2026-10-04
433 Chapter 433 433: Madness and Power ( 433 ) 2026-10-04
434 Chapter 434 434: Devour and Conquer ( 434 ) 2026-10-04
435 Chapter 435 435: Devourer of Souls ( 435 ) 2026-10-04
436 Chapter 436: Desperate Measures ( 436 ) 2026-10-04
437 Chapter 437: Warlords and Fledglings ( 437 ) 2026-10-04
438 Chapter 438: A Farewell Feast ( 438 ) 2026-10-04
439 Chapter 439: Before the Dawn ( 439 ) 2026-10-04
440 Chapter 440: Until We Meet Again ( 440 ) 2026-10-04
441 Chapter 441: Harmony in Motion ( 441 ) 2026-10-04
442 Chapter 442: Taste of Equality ( 442 ) 2026-10-04
443 Chapter 443: Into the Fray ( 443 ) 2026-10-04
444 Chapter 444: Fragments of Darkness ( 444 ) 2026-10-04
445 Chapter 445: Wardens of Light ( 445 ) 2026-10-04
446 Chapter 446: Waves of Challenge ( 446 ) 2026-10-04
447 Chapter 447: Duty and Honor ( 447 ) 2026-10-04
448 Chapter 448 448: Mimi ( 448 ) 2026-10-04
449 Chapter 449 449: Love at First Nap ( 449 ) 2026-10-04
450 Chapter 450 450: Demon Royals and Cat-Tales ( 450 ) 2026-10-04

Chapter 430 430: Plans and Predicaments ( 430 )

”If youʼll excuse me,” Javier said with a respectful bow, his tone polite.

He took three steps backward—flawless etiquette drilled into him since childhood—then turned smoothly and made his way to the door.

The moment the door closed behind him—

”Ehehehe…”

His grin widened like a child with a secret.

”Iʼm gonna find a way to make sure Father, Mother, Mr. Alf, Mrs. Erinnette…”

He tilted his head slightly, eyes twinkling.…and everyone important stays young and healthy forever.”

”Kekeke…”

He strolled down the hallway, hands behind his head, looking relaxed—but inside, plans were already forming. Rare alchemy ingredients… forbidden magic theory… enchantments… anti-aging support spells…?

”Heh… if I find a way to stretch their lifespan, Iʼll never need to sit on that chair. Perfect.”

He whistled a soft tune, already considering who to approach first—maybe the estate alchemist? Or raid the forbidden section of the Armand magic archive?

One thing was certain:

Heʼd rather become the worldʼs most dangerous support than sit in the Lordʼs office pushing paperwork.

Javier whistled softly, hands in his pockets, as he strolled leisurely down the polished hallways of the Armand estate.

He made his way toward the maid dining hall, expecting to see the usual chaos of morning chatter and scurrying maids.

But instead…

Empty chairs. Clean tables. Just the chef wiping down the counters.

”Hmm?” Javier blinked.

”Where is everyone?”

The chef glanced up and bowed respectfully.

”Most of the maids have already finished breakfast, young master. The rest have gone to begin their duties.”

”Ahh… got it.”

Still whistling, Javier turned and wandered back into the manor halls.

He passed a few servants bowing politely along the way, but no Liana. No Gloria. Not even Meira or Lithia.

”Huh… Where are they?” he muttered.

Then—

As he rounded a corner near the guest wing…

Smooch.

”Mm… Marcellus… stop~ someone might hear us…”

Javier froze.

A slow, devilish grin spread across his face.

”Looks like big broʼs busy,” he whispered.

Without hesitation, he crept up to the door.

Knock-knock-knock-KNOCK!!

”—HUH!?” a voice squeaked in panic from inside.

Javier turned on his heel and sprinted down the hallway, grinning ear to ear.

From behind the door:

”DAMN IT, JAVIER!! I KNOW THAT KNOCK!!”

Javier laughed all the way down the hall, not even trying to hide his footsteps now.

After making sure he was far from Marcellusʼs room, Javier strolled casually again, this time heading toward the open courtyard.

”Hmm… if thereʼs nothing to do right now…”

He stretched with a yawn, hands behind his head.

”…might as well go visit Buddy, Pikko, and Peanut at the pen.”

As he passed by the flower-lined walkway, he whistled a soft tune. The courtyard breeze brushed gently against his cloak.

But then—

”CUQUAWKED!!!”

”CUQUAWK!! CUQUAWK!!”

Javier blinked.

Loud squawking. Feathers. Movement. Chaos.

He turned the corner—

And burst out laughing.

Buddy was running full speed in circles, clearly panicking—his wings flapping comically while his long legs kicked up dust.

Chasing him at full speed was Giddie.

The towering, regal Pekko had a massive red-black beak and glossy golden feathers. His steps thundered like a proud warlord.

Buddy zig-zagged desperately.

”CUQUAWKED!!” (GET THIS CRAZY OLD MAN AWAY FROM ME!)

”Damn…”

Javier grinned, crossing his arms as he watched the chase.

”Even Buddyʼs scared of Giddie…”

He shook his head with a smirk.

”Fatherʼs Pekko really is the king of all Pekko.”

Meanwhile, Pikko was off to the side, watching the chaos and ruffling her silver-orange feathers like a noble lady sipping tea.

Peanut, on the other hand, was running in circles beside Giddie—not chasing, just imitating the chase for fun.

”That oneʼs definitely like Gloria,” Javier muttered, amused.

Suddenly, Giddie skidded to a dramatic halt.

His wings flared wide for one final, prideful display—like a conquering emperor announcing the end of his rampage.

Then—

He turned.

And began to walk slowly.

Majestically. Proudly. Like a royal parading through his domain.

Each step echoed with grace and exaggerated flair, his head held high, feathers gleaming under the afternoon sun.

Javier raised an eyebrow.

Then he heard it.

”Giddie! Lunch time!”

A calm, familiar voice.

Garius.

Javier peeked out from behind the bush.

What he saw made him stifle a laugh.

The fearsome King of Pekko—the mighty Giddie—was now hopping eagerly in place, wings fluttering, eyes sparkling with anticipation.

”Cuquawk! Cuquawk!”

That wasnʼt a battle cry.

That was excitement.

”…Wow.”

Javier blinked, watching Giddie practically dance as Garius approached with a small scoop of hand-selected fruit slices.

”He eats like royalty… but turns into a little kid in front of Father.”

He whispered to himself, amused.

”Even the Pekko King knows whoʼs really in charge.”

”Young master?”

”Wha—!”

Javier nearly jumped as Lianaʼs calm voice drifted behind him.

He spun around.

”Liana! Donʼt scare me like that!”

She tilted her head slightly, her emerald eyes as serene as ever.

”Hmm? Young master, did you forget I could track your position with magic?”

”…Oh.”

Caught. Again.

Liana stepped beside him, brushing a strand of silver hair behind her ear.

”What are you doing here, crouching in the bushes like a suspicious noble?”

”Hmm? Oh, nothing important.”

Javier scratched his cheek with a sheepish grin.

”I was just… trying to find you both. You werenʼt in the dining room earlier.”

Liana nodded softly.

”I see. Gloria was called by Mrs. Erinnette for maid coordination duty. Sheʼs still at the staff wing.”

”Ahh…” Javier leaned back against the tree casually, peeking once more at Giddie, who was now chirping softly while Garius gently patted his beak.

Liana followed his gaze.

”…Spying on Lord Garius?”

”No. Definitely not. I was… uhh…”

”…Watching Giddie eat like royalty?”

”…Maybe.”

Javier grinned.

”Hey, donʼt blame me. Itʼs hilarious watching the king of all Pekko act like a spoiled brat.”

Liana allowed a tiny smile to form.

”Even beasts recognize kindness, young master. Your father raised him well.”

”Yeah,” Javier said softly.

”Now, young master,” Liana said gently, brushing off a few leaves from his cloak.

”Letʼs go.”

”Okay.”

Without hesitation, Javier reached out and took her hand.

Liana blinked softly, a small smile curling at the corner of her lips.

Even after all this time, even after everything…

her young master still wanted her by his side.

They walked side by side along the cobblestone path, passing under the blooming white-bell trees lining the courtyard.

”Liana?” Javier asked, his voice low and casual.

”Yes, young master?”

He glanced at her.

”I wonder…”

”Donʼt ever ask that question again!”

She cut him off, eyes narrowing—though her voice held a hint of flustered heat beneath the calm.

”Eh?” Javier blinked, surprised.

”I didnʼt even say anything yet.”

”You were going to ask… ʼwhen you grow old, or when you die… will I find another man in my life?ʼ Right?”

”…Errrr…”

”I hate that question,” Liana muttered, her voice barely a whisper but firm.

She squeezed his hand just a little tighter.

”Because Iʼll never love anyone else. Even if I live a thousand years. Even if youʼre no longer here.”

”…Liana.”

”So stop worrying about things that havenʼt happened yet.”

She looked forward again, trying to hide the slight shimmer in her eyes.

Javier didnʼt say anything.

Without a word, he pulled Liana into his arms—tight, firm, protective.

She froze for a moment, then slowly closed her eyes. Her hands clutched the back of his cloak as she leaned into him.

”…Donʼt…”

Her voice trembled slightly.

”Donʼt ask that question again.”

She wasnʼt crying.

But there was a thin line of tears at the corner of her eyes.

”Like I said before…”

”I wonʼt.”

”I wonʼt…”

Her fingers clenched tighter.

”…And I wonʼt.”

Javier stayed quiet, holding her gently.

”…Still…” he murmured.

”A human like me… might only live seventy, maybe a hundred years if Iʼm lucky.

But you… youʼll live so much longer than that.”

He felt her flinch against his chest.

”Donʼt, young master…”

She whispered.

”Please…”

Her voice cracked—

”I donʼt want to think about that. Not now.”

Javier slowly stroked her hair, his hand tender and warm.

”Ara~ leaving me out?”

A soft, teasing voice floated in from behind.

Javier and Liana slowly turned their heads—still in each otherʼs arms—to see Gloria standing just a few steps away, her arms crossed, a faint smile on her lips.

Her warm eyes gleamed behind her glasses.

”Gloria…”

Javier blinked.

Liana narrowed her eyes.

”Why do you always show up at this kind of moment?”

”Hmm?” Gloria tilted her head innocently.

”Because I am the future second wife, of course.”

Lianaʼs eye twitched.

Gloria walked toward them, her steps slow and elegant.

Javier scratched his cheek awkwardly, still holding Liana with one arm.

”You sure know how to ruin the mood.”

”Ruin it?” Gloria smiled sweetly, resting her hands behind her back.

”I came to balance it.”

She leaned closer to Javier, just enough to make Liana shift protectively.

”You looked like you were going to cry too, young master. Someone had to step in before you got all dramatic and started promising to conquer time or something.”

”…I was about to,” Javier muttered.

”Exactly my point.”

Liana sighed, wiping her eyes quickly and stepping aside—only to find Gloria casually hugging Javier from the other side.

”My turn,” she whispered softly, resting her head against his shoulder.

Javier glanced between the two.

”…Should I be scared or blessed?”

”Both,” they said in unison.

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