Noblesse Oblige [Znt/SI]
Tabi
Expert Jissou Abuser
I, personally, have no problems with this.
Chapter Fifty-Nine
- Location
- https://discord.gg/z9tBvbh
Chapter Fifty-Nine
After dinner, I spent most of the time before bed sitting on the edge of my mattress, looking at the flickering candlelight with half-bored, half-dead eyes. My hands were clasped together, and as I took a deep breath, it was pretty obvious I'd have to rethink some of my plans.
Raven tapped with his beak from the outside, and as I hopped off the bed to open the window, he flew in and dropped on the edge of my bed, flapping his wings and preening his feathers.
"You enjoyed your night flight?" I asked him, leaving the window open and sitting back at the edge of the bed. "Sometimes I'm peeved you aren't a bit bigger," I said to him as I moved to scratch the back of his feathered head. "You'd be like a fluffy black hippogriff."
"Sorry," Raven cawed, rubbing his head against my fingers.
"Don't be, it's not your fault," I said gently. "I like you just the way you are," I sighed. "Well...I'm sure we can look at this through a positive outlook," I nodded most resolutely. "I get to spend more time with Louise, and Cattleya," I hummed. "I can smooth out more of mother's edge, and try to infiltrate father's secret porn stash hidden in the cellar," I blinked. "So..." I grinned. "It's all right."
There was a knock on the door outside, and as soon as I gave permission, Cattleya came in pushed by a servant who swiftly excused himself after leaving her by the side of my bed.
"Brother," Cattleya said with a huff, "Really! After everything you've done..."
I grinned, "It's all right," I said with a chuckle, "Since I could do something about it, then I did. Who says that a younger sibling can't look out for an older one?"
"You won't be sad?" Cattleya mumbled, "Not being able to see your friends?"
I shook my head. "I'll have my cute sisters to take care of," I grinned. "I'm sure Louise will be delighted, but if you don't want me here..."
"I didn't say that, brother," Cattleya said with an offended whine, patting at my arm with her hands, "but..." she gripped my arm with her hands, "It's unfair that brother has to do this, even after everything he went through to go back..."
"Now, now," I ruffled her hair. "It's fine. Noblesse Oblige, sister, Noblesse Oblige."
"That's stupid, and silly, and wrong!" Cattleya huffed, shaking her head. There were tears in the corner of her eyes now. I sighed in disbelief, and hugged my poor crying sister a bit, rubbing the back of her head gently.
"Think of it this way," I whispered. "I make more people happy by doing this sort of thing, than by not doing anything. I wouldn't be happy seeing Eleonore unhappy, so...rather than make the two of us unhappy, it's better this way," I rubbed the side of my cheek against the side of Cattleya's head. "You know I'm a big softy and a lover of happy endings, sister...do you really think I'd stand by and let anyone be sad on my watch?"
Cattleya gently shook her head, wiping her tears away. "Hey, brother," she whispered. "Could you tell me a story?"
I hummed, and then gently obliged.
"This is a grand tale of a blond-haired magical knight, in a far away land known as the land of the leafs, ruled by a wise old monkey..." as I began to narrate, Cattleya calmed down considerably, until she finally closed her eyes and held a content tiny smile on her face. Perhaps she was kind of glad herself I had decided to stay. Whatever the reason, she really was a kind young lady.
If Jean-Jacques made her cry, I'd rip his spine out of his body and use it to play drums with his skull.
The next day, I hummed contently even as I spent the morning memorizing chants under Eleonore's supervision. She looked firmer than ever, as if to prove to mother that she had what it took.
"Henry," she said suddenly in the middle of the lesson, "yesterday during dinner...are you sure?"
I beamed her a smile. "I don't know what you're talking about, big sister," I said with a chuckle, "you've convinced mother pretty much on your own. I'm sure she'd have folded eventually. I just thought it was the right time to voice an opinion I had-"
"Don't you lie to me, little Henry!" Eleonore said with a snap, grabbing on to my cheeks with both of her hands to pinch them. "Why you! You stupid little brother! Where is it written that you have to do stuff like that, uh!? I heard from Cattleya and Louise, how you fought with mother! Seriously, when I heard what happened, you made me grow white hair on the spot!" she huffed, wobbling my cheeks up and down, right and left. I didn't give her the satisfaction of seeing me cry out in pain, so she eventually stopped -even though my cheeks were burning slightly.
"It was just a phase," I replied, "And then I realized I was wrong, so-"
"Right, right, if that's how things are, then fine," Eleonore said once more, before grabbing me by the scruff of the neck and giving me a tight hug. "There you go," she grumbled, her fingers rubbing my head. I blinked at the sudden gesture of affection, but remained quiet through it.
I had a lopsided grin on my face as she broke it off, huffing once more. "Now get to memorizing these chants before mother thinks you're skipping on them."
"Sure," I said with a grin. Inwardly, I was cheering. Eleonore wasn't that much of a challenge to smooth when compared to Karin, and I had successfully managed to weather her down to the point where she actually gave hugs, rather than just suffer through them.
Things were looking up.
"Also, how long is your familiar going to act like a bat?" Eleonore remarked, pointing her slender finger upwards to where Raven was standing on the ceiling.
I blinked and then nervously smiled. Eleonore's eyebrows furrowed as her eyes suddenly lit with understanding as to why my familiar would be there.
And my familiar's eyes glinted as, with dully theatrical precision, he flapped his wings and came down right on the desk to grab at the parchment of evil and death, ripping it to shreds with his talons before stopping right in front of me, with a kind of protective expression that only the most loyal of guard dogs could ever hold. Then he spoke, and his voice was filled with firm desires of justice, of equality and of fraternity between birds and masters.
"Shank the bitch!" Quoth the Raven. "Valhalla awaits!"
"Henry!" Eleonore yelled, her expression going from soft to hard within seconds.
"You'll never catch me alive," I said most seriously, as the famous Gramont method of escape saw me fittingly appear in the kitchens, much to the servants' surprise.
"This way, young lord," the chef said, gesturing towards the backdoor, "It's the same path your grace's father takes when valiantly retreating."
I knew it.
I knew there was a reason I liked the servants of my households.
After dinner, I spent most of the time before bed sitting on the edge of my mattress, looking at the flickering candlelight with half-bored, half-dead eyes. My hands were clasped together, and as I took a deep breath, it was pretty obvious I'd have to rethink some of my plans.
Raven tapped with his beak from the outside, and as I hopped off the bed to open the window, he flew in and dropped on the edge of my bed, flapping his wings and preening his feathers.
"You enjoyed your night flight?" I asked him, leaving the window open and sitting back at the edge of the bed. "Sometimes I'm peeved you aren't a bit bigger," I said to him as I moved to scratch the back of his feathered head. "You'd be like a fluffy black hippogriff."
"Sorry," Raven cawed, rubbing his head against my fingers.
"Don't be, it's not your fault," I said gently. "I like you just the way you are," I sighed. "Well...I'm sure we can look at this through a positive outlook," I nodded most resolutely. "I get to spend more time with Louise, and Cattleya," I hummed. "I can smooth out more of mother's edge, and try to infiltrate father's secret porn stash hidden in the cellar," I blinked. "So..." I grinned. "It's all right."
There was a knock on the door outside, and as soon as I gave permission, Cattleya came in pushed by a servant who swiftly excused himself after leaving her by the side of my bed.
"Brother," Cattleya said with a huff, "Really! After everything you've done..."
I grinned, "It's all right," I said with a chuckle, "Since I could do something about it, then I did. Who says that a younger sibling can't look out for an older one?"
"You won't be sad?" Cattleya mumbled, "Not being able to see your friends?"
I shook my head. "I'll have my cute sisters to take care of," I grinned. "I'm sure Louise will be delighted, but if you don't want me here..."
"I didn't say that, brother," Cattleya said with an offended whine, patting at my arm with her hands, "but..." she gripped my arm with her hands, "It's unfair that brother has to do this, even after everything he went through to go back..."
"Now, now," I ruffled her hair. "It's fine. Noblesse Oblige, sister, Noblesse Oblige."
"That's stupid, and silly, and wrong!" Cattleya huffed, shaking her head. There were tears in the corner of her eyes now. I sighed in disbelief, and hugged my poor crying sister a bit, rubbing the back of her head gently.
"Think of it this way," I whispered. "I make more people happy by doing this sort of thing, than by not doing anything. I wouldn't be happy seeing Eleonore unhappy, so...rather than make the two of us unhappy, it's better this way," I rubbed the side of my cheek against the side of Cattleya's head. "You know I'm a big softy and a lover of happy endings, sister...do you really think I'd stand by and let anyone be sad on my watch?"
Cattleya gently shook her head, wiping her tears away. "Hey, brother," she whispered. "Could you tell me a story?"
I hummed, and then gently obliged.
"This is a grand tale of a blond-haired magical knight, in a far away land known as the land of the leafs, ruled by a wise old monkey..." as I began to narrate, Cattleya calmed down considerably, until she finally closed her eyes and held a content tiny smile on her face. Perhaps she was kind of glad herself I had decided to stay. Whatever the reason, she really was a kind young lady.
If Jean-Jacques made her cry, I'd rip his spine out of his body and use it to play drums with his skull.
The next day, I hummed contently even as I spent the morning memorizing chants under Eleonore's supervision. She looked firmer than ever, as if to prove to mother that she had what it took.
"Henry," she said suddenly in the middle of the lesson, "yesterday during dinner...are you sure?"
I beamed her a smile. "I don't know what you're talking about, big sister," I said with a chuckle, "you've convinced mother pretty much on your own. I'm sure she'd have folded eventually. I just thought it was the right time to voice an opinion I had-"
"Don't you lie to me, little Henry!" Eleonore said with a snap, grabbing on to my cheeks with both of her hands to pinch them. "Why you! You stupid little brother! Where is it written that you have to do stuff like that, uh!? I heard from Cattleya and Louise, how you fought with mother! Seriously, when I heard what happened, you made me grow white hair on the spot!" she huffed, wobbling my cheeks up and down, right and left. I didn't give her the satisfaction of seeing me cry out in pain, so she eventually stopped -even though my cheeks were burning slightly.
"It was just a phase," I replied, "And then I realized I was wrong, so-"
"Right, right, if that's how things are, then fine," Eleonore said once more, before grabbing me by the scruff of the neck and giving me a tight hug. "There you go," she grumbled, her fingers rubbing my head. I blinked at the sudden gesture of affection, but remained quiet through it.
I had a lopsided grin on my face as she broke it off, huffing once more. "Now get to memorizing these chants before mother thinks you're skipping on them."
"Sure," I said with a grin. Inwardly, I was cheering. Eleonore wasn't that much of a challenge to smooth when compared to Karin, and I had successfully managed to weather her down to the point where she actually gave hugs, rather than just suffer through them.
Things were looking up.
"Also, how long is your familiar going to act like a bat?" Eleonore remarked, pointing her slender finger upwards to where Raven was standing on the ceiling.
I blinked and then nervously smiled. Eleonore's eyebrows furrowed as her eyes suddenly lit with understanding as to why my familiar would be there.
And my familiar's eyes glinted as, with dully theatrical precision, he flapped his wings and came down right on the desk to grab at the parchment of evil and death, ripping it to shreds with his talons before stopping right in front of me, with a kind of protective expression that only the most loyal of guard dogs could ever hold. Then he spoke, and his voice was filled with firm desires of justice, of equality and of fraternity between birds and masters.
"Shank the bitch!" Quoth the Raven. "Valhalla awaits!"
"Henry!" Eleonore yelled, her expression going from soft to hard within seconds.
"You'll never catch me alive," I said most seriously, as the famous Gramont method of escape saw me fittingly appear in the kitchens, much to the servants' surprise.
"This way, young lord," the chef said, gesturing towards the backdoor, "It's the same path your grace's father takes when valiantly retreating."
I knew it.
I knew there was a reason I liked the servants of my households.
- Location
- United States
Have I mentioned how much I love Henry's familiar? Because they are the absolute best.
Eleanor is blond right? Things I do for family indeed.
- Location
- Romania
i shall call him gerard and he will be the best character forever far as im concerned
...I know this is not the first time he's said it, but when the hell did Raven turn into a War Boy?
- Location
- Wales
We are knights of nobility and valour, RUN AWAY!!!
PseudoSim
Intentionally Obfuscating
- Location
- Beating my muse with a bat for being a pain
Such an adorable little loli.
Hes going to need to poach a few when he leaves for Not!France. Henrys father has trained them well and it would be a shame to start from scratch.
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GiftOfLove
From the Heart
They're so well trained they barely even blinked.
Riha
Literally best girl
- Location
- New York
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Im cracking up, of course his father knows the Gramont escape tactic.
- Location
- Brazil
He is most deserving of being a colossal dire crow, this amount of awesome in such a small body is nearing critical mass.
EvilPorygon
Cookie Monster
- Location
- a phone
Raven's walking the fine line between valiant comrade and trussed Sunday dinner.
That's where the 'valiant' part of 'valiant comrade' comes from. Sheesh. Bravery isn't bravery without risk. It Isn't brave to brush your teeth or to comb your hair unless a superpowered serial killer is standing behind you and you're putting on a brave face so that your friend leaved and would live. Or something similar anyway.
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Wobulator
Within 1 AU of you!
- Location
- Mars
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Truly, this man is the broest of bros.
PseudoSim
Intentionally Obfuscating
- Location
- Beating my muse with a bat for being a pain
Hes a baby. He has room to grow.
Bahn
:D
- Location
- :D
"Witness Me!"
Great minds think alike...or more, "Like silly father, Like silly son."
Dorben
Mediocre RS Player
"WITNESS ME!"
Ravens. Odin. Norse mythology.
You mean when was Raven not a War Boy?
It's not retreating. It's advancing in a different direction.
- Location
- Kansas
Poor Saito, Raven is creating such high expectations in Louise as to how a familiar should be.
Science
If you're reading this, omae wa mo shindeiru.
- Location
- Killeen, TX
Hence, "probably".
The Pope is also a Void Mage.
He is blond and nobility does intermarry. The Royal bastard that became Valliere could have been begotten with a Gramont.
Tasoli
Life is for Living
- Location
- Behind the Keyboard.
Saito was never going to be an awesome familiar anyway. He is after all a generic harem anime protogonist which tells you all you need to know about him.
Dragonskyt
Ashen one, hearest thou my voice, still?
- Location
- Kiln of the First Flame
Would Saito even be summoned in the first place?
You know, because of the influence Henry has over Louise.
If her personality is different, would Saito still be summoned?
- Location
- Leeds
No one spends more time on their arse than a Manticore Knight!
...
No I mean the other thing, diligently patrolling, thats what I meant.
Karin pls no.
Kirches flee like cowards, Gramonts elope like lovesick fools but Valiares valiantly retreat.