Reborn as a Useless Noble with my SSS-Class Innate Talent-Chapter 49: Ch : The Frozen Armoured Bear Assult - Part 2

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Kyle sensed a shift in Melissa’s aura. His eyes darted to her. She stood frozen, her sword limp at her side.

The Frozen Armoured Bear lunged.

Bruce moved, but he was too far. He wouldn’t make it in time.

Kyle didn’t hesitate. He shot forward, grabbing Melissa and pulling her back just before the bear’s claws could reach her.

Melissa gasped, eyes wide with shock. Bruce skidded to a stop, staring in disbelief. Neither had seen Kyle move so fast.

The bear roared and attacked again, but Kyle raised a hand. A surge of mana burst from him, locking the beast in place. It struggled, but his power held it still.

He turned to Melissa. His voice was calm, firm.

"If you can’t do this, give up."

Melissa looked at him, breathing heavily.

"I won’t force you to continue this fight. If you want, you can walk away. Live a life where you never have to fight again."

Kyle continued.

For a moment, silence stretched between them. Melissa’s fingers trembled.

A peaceful life. No more battles. No more fear.

But then, she clenched her fists.

"No."

Kyle studied her, waiting.

Melissa’s voice steadied.

"I won’t back down."

Kyle exhaled softly, then nodded.

"Then prove it."

Kyle stayed silent for a moment, then spoke.

"Finish the fight. Prove your words."

Bruce hesitated.

"Young Master, is this really a good idea? Maybe she needs a moment to—"

Melissa cut him off.

"I don’t need a break. I will prove my resolution right now."

She turned to Kyle, determination in her eyes.

"I’ll do it. I’ll prove my worth."

Kyle let out a quiet sigh. Then, without another word, he released his mana.

The Frozen Armoured Bear roared in fury, freed from its invisible restraints. Its rage boiled over as it locked onto Melissa, then charged.

Melissa’s breath caught. The ground trembled beneath its massive weight.

Fear clawed at her chest, but she gritted her teeth. Her grip tightened on her sword.

She refused to back down.

Melissa steadied herself, gripping her sword tightly.

The Frozen Armoured Bear lunged, but she reacted, sidestepping just in time. It swung its massive paw, but she ducked, slashing at its exposed side.

Her blade cut through the ice-coated fur, not deep, but enough to make the beast roar in pain.

It turned again, eyes burning with rage, but Melissa didn’t falter.

She remembered Kyle’s teachings—attack, retreat, and never let fear control you.

’I can see it all in my mind. Now, I just need to apply it in real life.’

She took a deep breath, adjusting her stance.

The bear lunged once more, but this time, she was ready. She dodged smoothly and countered with a precise strike to its neck. The beast let out a final, guttural roar before collapsing.

Melissa stood still for a moment, chest rising and falling as she processed what just happened. Then, as if seeking validation, she turned toward Kyle.

Kyle observed her for a few seconds before nodding.

"Not bad."

She blinked, waiting for more, but Kyle had already turned toward the bear’s body. He crouched beside it, examining the damage.

Bruce walked over as well, waiting for Kyle’s evaluation.

Kyle finally spoke.

"You both barely pass."

Bruce let out a relieved breath, while Melissa clenched her fists, determined to do even better next time.

Kyle stood up.

"You’re ready for the next part of your training."

Bruce groaned.

"Already? Can’t we at least rest?"

Kyle ignored him and looked at the scattered bear corpses.

"We can’t leave these here, and there’s no way we’re dragging them all back."

Bruce nodded.

"So, what do we do?"

"Go back to the village. Tell them to come and collect the bodies. They can use the meat, and I only need the fur."

Bruce wasted no time, eager to leave. He rushed off, leaving Kyle and Melissa alone.

Melissa wiped her forehead, still catching her breath. Kyle turned to her, his voice calm but firm.

"You can let go now."

Melissa frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Kyle gave her a pointed look.

"You don’t need to act strong anymore."

The moment he said those words, her body betrayed her. The tension in her legs vanished, and she collapsed onto the cold ground.

A deep exhaustion settled over her, heavier than she expected.

Kyle stood nearby, watching but not saying anything. He didn’t offer his hand, nor did he mock her. He simply let her rest.

Melissa struggled to push herself back up, her arms shaking slightly.

"I didn’t collapse because I was afraid! It’s just… a coincidence."

She said quickly, her voice firm but breathless.

Kyle didn’t respond, simply watching her with his usual calm expression.

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"I’m not scared and I’m not trying to get attention either.""

She insisted, forcing herself to sit up straighter.

The more she spoke, the more she felt like she was overexplaining.

Her words sounded weak, even to herself. She pressed her lips together, realizing that she was trying too hard to prove something.

With a sigh, she dropped her face between her arms, hiding from Kyle’s gaze.

’Tsk. I’ve said enough’

She muttered.

Kyle tilted his head slightly.

"Acting strong won’t make you strong."

Melissa let out a small, bitter chuckle.

"I know that," she admitted. "But… it’s something I want to handle on my own."

Kyle watched her for a moment longer, then gave a slight nod.

"Fine. Take your time."

He didn’t push her further, simply waiting as she sat there, pulling herself together in silence.

Melissa closed her eyes as she relaxed.

She understood what Master Kyle was telling her, and she did agree with him.

However, Master Kyle was the last person she wanted to talk to about these things. He was the last person whom she wanted to see as weak.

’It will be fine. I just need to adjust to this all and I won’t feel so scared or weak soon.’

Queen flew down to sit on top of Melissa’s head in an almost comforting gesture. It made Melissa feel better and less alone.