Reborn As A Nephilim: The Rise of A Manaless Prince

Hearing Lienna's proposition, Arvell and Zen exchanged glances.

"Actually mother, the two of us already discussed this, and we already decided that we would attend together" Zen answered.

Lienna had a content smile on her face.

"That's wonderful! I'll arrange for Arvell's name to be added onto the roster for the entrance exam."

Zen looked at his mother with visible confusion.

"What? Why does he need to do the entrance exam? He's with us right?"

Wilfried sighed when he heard this.

"Normally that would be the case. We could guarantee Arvell admission as your retainer, but it's far too late to admit him like that. I would already have to be pulling a lot of strings to even let him enter the exam."

"There's less than two weeks before the entrance exam. If we wanted to use the Silvercolt name to let him get admitted without doing the exam, we would have had to have done that months ago." Lienna continued.

Zen nodded reluctantly.

It seemed that Arvell would have to go through the normal entrance, usually used only by commoners and lower-ranking nobles.

'Wait… Arvell's strong enough to breeze through it! He should be fine!' Remembering Arvell's monstrous strength and skill, Zen was able to breathe out a sigh of relief.

Arvell looked like he didn't mind it, but he was lamenting behind that calm facade.

'What? Entrance exam? That sounds like a pain… I have to find a way to act inconspicuously and not draw attention to myself. I'll just stick to limiting myself again with only using time manipulation…'

He hated fighting with his hands tied behind his back.

Arvell preferred having fights where he could use everything in his arsenal.

Having fights where he had to handicap himself to avoid being found out was a pain for him.

It ruined the thrill of a fight for him.

"Don't worry Zen, I'll be fine," Arvell reassured.

"Yeah, I know. I did see your skills first hand after all."

Zen smiled.

His sworn brother was as strong as they came.

Who knows?

Maybe Arvell might even be in the top 10 strongest for their year?

"Hmm? Arvell's going to come to Sky Sword Academy?" Angela cut in, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

"I'm going into my third year, so I'll be your senior! Hmm… Since you're Zen's sworn brother, and mother got you to call her mom… Just call me big sis Angela! You don't need to be shy! Zen does it too!"

Arvell cringed inwardly.

What was with this family?

Why were they trying to get him to play house with them or something?

Seriously.

He saved their son, and due to a slip of the tongue became his sworn brother.

Now he needs to call someone he just met mother?

How would his real mother feel about that?

Wait… Knowing his mother, Arvell probably felt that she would accept it with a defeated expression.

The queen probably felt that she had failed her son, and was no longer worthy of his familial love.

Arvell of course didn't blame her.

Queen Clementina had done her utmost to keep Arvell safe, but even then she was powerless to save him.

Still…

Arvell loved her all the same.

Knowing that she still cared for him just as much, even after finding out about his condition.

That was true motherly love.

Unlike of course the king.

The bastard who immediately kicked him out like he was filth.

Due to his love for his mother, calling someone else 'Mother' felt very awkward, but he could tell Lienna's intentions were pure.

Plus he needed to win them over.

But…

Now he had to call Angela his 'big sis'...

If Tristan or Alecia were to ever hear about this? Let's just say it might be the leading cause of the next big war.

Those two must never know what transpired here…

Arvell solemnly swore himself to secrecy.

For the greater good of both kingdoms.

"S-sure… Big sis Ale-Angela!"

He almost slipped out and called Angela, by his sister's name.

'I wonder how those two are right now? How would they react after hearing about my condition? Would they even mourn my death?'

Arvell sincerely wanted the two of them to love him the same, regardless of having no mana, but after seeing the disgust etched on his eldest half-sister, the first prince Cornelia, Arvell couldn't be too sure.

While Arvell was brooding about his family problems, Angela smiled contently.

She had not only gotten her little brother back but got a second one as well!

It was a little brother bargain sale!

By one get one free!

Moreover… Her new little brother was hot as hell!

Imagine her friend's faces when they saw Arvell?

Knowing them they would be drooling with lustful desires.

Even she was kind of inclined with starting a relationship with him…

But too bad…

She already had a fiance.

Furthermore, the two of them got along really well.

However, not everyone had a fiance in the academy.

There were bound to be numerous hungry wolves all aiming for the plump sheep that was Arvell.

It would be up to her to protect her new little brother!

"See? It wasn't so hard!"

Arvell wanted to retort, but he wanted to change the conversation topic as soon as possible.

He nervously looked at Wilfried.

If the duke was going to request Arvell to call him 'daddy', Arvell wouldn't even know what to say.

Before giving the duke to formulate any ideas, he needed to change the topic.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, the doors burst open.

"Lord Duke! The Winstrel family's young miss has just arrived! She's on her w-"

A beautiful young lady came bursting out from behind the man, and hurriedly surveyed the room.

Upon seeing the person she came for, tears began to spill down her cheeks.

She ran towards Zen and hugged him tightly.

"I knew you were alive! I just knew it! Thank goodness you're okay Zen!"