Noble Reincarnation: Born Blessed, So I'll Obtain Ultimate Power

“More importantly, older brother, didn’t you have something to ask me?”

“Oh, that’s right.”

My older brother straightened up and looked at me with a serious expression.

“I came to ask Noah for a favor.”

“A favor from me?”

I instinctively braced myself.

Brother Henry, the fourth prince.

He holds the same status as me, but he’s decades older.

When someone like him asks you something so formally, you can’t help but be on guard.

“Ah, it’s not a serious matter. You know I have many artists under my wing, right?”

“Yes.”

I nodded.

Older brother also fulfills his noble duties diligently.

Supporting painters, musicians, and other artists.

The more a noble can do this, the more it upholds the dignity of the nobility and earns praise.

That’s also why I supported Alice.

“A while ago, I found a boy with extraordinary painting talent. A talent that makes you shiver.”

“To make you say that much… he must be exceptional.”

Older brother nodded at my words.

“He was struggling to get by, so I gave him some support, but I felt it wasn’t enough. That’s why I want you to raise him.”

“Why me?”

“Alice.”

Older brother said that and smiled gently.

“The songstress you raised has made her name known throughout the empire. Even Your Majesty secretly visits her performances.”

“What did you say!”

I jumped up with a crash, hitting the sofa.

“Your Majesty?”

“Yes. And not just once or twice. Whenever Alice is in the capital, it happens quite frequently. What’s even more surprising,”

Older brother made a face that was part admiration, part wry smile.

“Your Majesty—the very same one who has fathered over thirty children—doesn’t try to embrace her at all, he just goes to listen to her sing.”

“…Ohh.”

That was incredible. I was stunned too.

Recently, the seventeenth prince was born.

That means Your Majesty has seventeen sons.

Including princesses — imperial princesses — the number easily exceeds thirty children.

Your Majesty’s libido is strong enough to have so many children, but with Alice, it’s completely different.

Alice is not exactly unattractive.

Yet Your Majesty only visits her to listen to her sing.

Those of us who know Your Majesty well—and I am a product of that—understand just how incredible that is.

“So, I want you, who raised Alice, to take care of this boy.”

“Me?”

“You’re the only one I can rely on, Noah.”

Older brother said that, looking straight at me.

You’re the only one I can rely on.

When told that, you can’t refuse.

I decided to take in the budding painter from older brother.

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After older brother left, I wondered what to do with the young painter.

While the maids served me tea, I relaxed and thought.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and a serving maid entered.

It wasn’t Cecily, but another maid I had left behind at my mansion in the capital.

“Master, Byron Allan has arrived.”

“Byron? Show him in.”

“As you command.”

After the serving maid left, Byron came in almost immediately.

He seemed hurried; his usually well-set hair was disheveled, sweat beaded on his forehead, and he was out of breath.

“What’s the matter? Why are you in such a hurry?”

“E-excuse me… all of you.”

Byron turned around and hurried his subordinates who were about to enter.

They carried in several boxes and lined them up in the room.

“What’s that?”

“H-humbly, I have a report. Lady Ada is pregnant.”

“I see.”

Ada.

The woman I helped get into the palace, caught Your Majesty’s eye, and became a concubine.

Originally she served under Byron, but now that she’s a concubine, the tables have turned and Byron now addresses her as “Lady Ada.”

“That’s good news.”

“Thank you! It’s all thanks to your highness.”

“Hmm.”

“Furthermore—”

Byron began to speak, then turned to his men with a look.

They opened the boxes all at once.

Inside were densely packed gold coins.

“Amazing… I’ve never seen anything like this.”

A young serving maid behind me quietly whispered.