A God Killed Me By Accident, But I Reincarnated As The 4th Son Of The Marquis Volume 12 Chapter 40: Kings In His Mansion

Volu 12 Chapter 40: Kings In His Mansion

"Indeed, Child." Lindor nodded, "The two were classmates in the academy. You could say they were rivals."

"..." I see. That made a lot of sense.

"Haha, why did the troublemaking elf co here?" Othniel grinned as he stared at Finrandir. That smile of his was beaming.

"You." Finrandir's eyes narrowed as there was really no co back!

"..." One was smiling victorious, while the other was hateful. Staring at their children, it seed they were confused as well! Either way, the two were about to duke it out! That caused Keith to sweat. Having two kings fight was an issue and a national crisis!

But as they were about to, “Brat! Co over here now!”

"Julius?" Finrandir and Othniel cald down as they stared at soone they knew. Julius tilted his head, “Huh? Why are you guys here?!”

"..." Take it that you two know him as well?

“Anyways, Keith! Co with now! I need your help with this ga!” He grabbed Keith by the scuff of the neck and dragged him over to a stall. From what he could see, William and the other adults were there.

"Is May taking care of the kids?" Leon and Laura were missing.

"Mmhmm," Calia nodded, "The three went to the exchange shop to hand in their tickets."

“I see...so what’s the problem?”

“These two are cheating!” Julius pointed at one William and Edmund.

"There is no cheating involved, Julius." "Yeah, you're just bad at this ga." William and Edmund shook their heads as they stared at this baby.

"How could you guys get such high scores?!" However, this baby was not going to take this lying down. Turning to Keith, "Do sothing about this!"

"..." What am I supposed to do about this?! He was in favor of his father and Edmund than him!

“What’s this?” Finrandir and Othinel followed the two. Now, their focus was on the gas.

“Huh? Finrandir, Othinel, you guys ca here?” William and Edmund blinked.

"What are you guys playing?"

“They’re playing a ga which increases the amount of tickets you have.”

“Huh?” “Oh, these things.” Othinel and Finrandir had many tickets from buying skewers. However, it wasn't enough to get anything from those stalls. Now, there was a way to increase it?

“Yeah, you can also play a ga here to earn tickets. You pay a bronze coin, and depending on where you hit, you could earn a lot of tickets.”

“...I see.” The ga was quite simple enough for anyone to play.

Othniel grinned, “Finrandir, how about we have a contest?”

“...I was thinking the sa thing.”

“Then we can have a five-man contest.” Edmund, William, and Julius were ga.

“...” Thank goodness I made a lot of these. The gas were made of doubles, so there was no need to worry about overcrowding. With their attention drawn away, he quickly fled the scene.

Coen whispered, “Was that all your friends, Keith?”

"Mmhmm. Well, most of them are their parents."

"...Doesn't that make them kings and queens?"

"Yeah!"

“...” Coen was about to throw himself out the window! If it had been any other student, they would have fainted.

"Let's do this! Keep looking around!" Ignoring the look Coen had, Keith was focused!

"Understood." Coen sighed as he followed after him. After so ti, the day slowly ended.

"Good job, everyone!"

“Coen! Stop the pleasantries and tell us the results!”

“Yeah! Start talking!”

“...” Coen sighed before a bright grin appeared, “Today, we’re in second place! However! The margin between us and A-class is only a few away!" It was close, really close.

“...Hmm.” Jack and Sarah might have sothing to do with that.

"What's the matter, Keith?" Coen noticed how quiet the man was throughout the entire ti.

"S-class dropped to fifth place." That was sothing that caught his eye. They were in first yesterday, and they dropped to fifth.

That was a considerable drop.

“We should be careful going forward.” This break could damage us if we’re not too mindful.

Keith clapped his hands together, “Either way! We’re the winners here! So cheers!” A-class popularity ca from their class na, so that was to be expected. But F-class ca up with their abilities.

“Yeah!”

“Let’s keep it going for the next few days!” After cheering one another on, Keith returned ho. Getting close to the front door, he could hear a lot of noise.

"Eh?" Did sothing happen? Keith entered the mansion. He headed over to the living room and found the reason.

“Haha! Take that, you stinken lion! What was that?”

“Shut it! You only won on a technicality!”

“Technicality that you suck!”

“...” Oh. There was quite a line-up in the room. You have:

Three kings, three grand dukes, one ex-grand duke, and one marquis.

Yeah, quite the line-up.

“Po!” Lei and Mir jumped at Keith, and everyone turned to him.

Sophia smiled, “Dear, you’re back. Did you finish your job?”

“Mmhmm, we had to hunt for so more ingredients. But we got everything done.” Keith stretched his arm. While a few cleaned the stalls, the hunting group headed to procure the ingredients again.

Actually, the hunting group hunted in excess; everyone felt they would need it. With how they ran out so fast, there was a high chance there would be a shortage.

“Ooho, I will have to order more tomorrow, child,” Othniel smirked.

“Speak of which, Keith, what will you open up next?” The others were quite curious as to what will co next. They all had tried the fish stall and were hooked. There should be five more opening up! Each one was probably more delicious than the latter.

“...” All eyes were locked on him.

“Secret.”