Reborn as a Useless Noble with my SSS-Class Innate Talent-Chapter 32: Ch : Change your Mindset- Part 3

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Chapter 32 - Ch 32: Change your Mindset- Part 3

Bruce took a deep breath, his mind racing with questions as he looked at Kyle.

"Young Master... how long have you been able to use internal energy?"

Kyle raised a brow at the question, but before he could respond, Melissa cut in.

"Why does that even matter?"

Bruce turned to her with an exasperated expression, as if she had asked the most ridiculous question.

"Of course, it matters! Do you even understand what it means to be able to use internal energy?"

Melissa folded her arms, narrowing her golden eyes.

"Then explain it."

Bruce let out a sharp breath before answering.

"Any swordsman worth their title can use internal energy. It's not something unique, but it's not common either. It's the difference between an ordinary fighter and a sword master. Those who can wield internal energy properly are respected across the continent."

Kyle's interest piqued at Bruce's words.

"So... there are others who can use it well?"

Bruce nodded.

"Yes, but only a handful of true masters exist. Even among knights, only a select few can fully harness it. The strongest warriors in the kingdom are all internal energy users."

Kyle's silver eyes gleamed with curiosity.

"Interesting."

For a brief moment, Kyle considered searching for these so-called 'masters' to see what level they had reached. But he pushed the thought aside. He had more important things to do.

With a sigh, Kyle unleashed his mana.

Bruce's entire body stiffened.

The air around them grew heavy, and a crushing force pressed down on Bruce's shoulders. He tried to lift his head, but it felt as if an enormous weight was forcing him to bow.

"W-What... is this...?"

Kyle stared down at him, unimpressed.

"It doesn't matter when I learned it, Bruce."

His voice was calm but absolute.

"What matters is that I can use it now. And I will teach both of you how to do the same."

Bruce's shock quickly turned into excitement.

"You'll teach us?!"

Kyle nodded, his expression unreadable.

"Yes. But first, sit down."

Bruce and Melissa exchanged glances before obeying, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Kyle crossed his arms, watching them.

"The first step is meditation. Focus on your mana and circulate it throughout your body."

Bruce froze, his excitement immediately fading.

"Wait... meditation? Why? Wouldn't it be better to train with our swords? That way, we could learn to unleash mana through combat!"

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Kyle turned to Bruce with a look that could only be described as disdainful disbelief.

"Are you an idiot?"

Bruce flinched.

"Using mana without control is the same as asking for your body to be destroyed."

Bruce opened his mouth to argue, but Kyle cut him off.

"If you want to burn out your organs or shatter your own limbs, be my guest."

Bruce immediately shut his mouth.

Melissa, on the other hand, looked completely focused, already closing her eyes and beginning her meditation.

Kyle smirked at her quick adaptability before turning back to Bruce.

"You have two choices, Bruce."

His silver eyes bore into Bruce's soul, sending a chill down his spine.

"Either learn how to use mana properly... or leave. If you value your life, you'll stay. If not, the exit is right there. But I doubt you will be able to make it out."

Bruce swallowed hard.

There was no hesitation anymore.

He closed his eyes and started to meditate.

It was tough but Kyle kept an eye on the pair in front of him.

Kyle let out a quiet sigh, rubbing his temples as he watched Bruce frown in frustration.

"Again?"

Bruce groaned, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Yes, again."

Kyle's voice was firm.

Bruce's constant questioning was starting to wear on his patience.

"But why? I already feel something moving inside me. Shouldn't I start using it in combat?"

Kyle narrowed his eyes at Bruce's impatience.

"You're like a child who just learned how to walk, demanding to run a marathon. If you try to fight without proper control, you'll just end up hurting yourself. Do you want to cripple your own body?"

He said, stepping forward.

Bruce flinched, his mouth opening before he quickly shut it.

Kyle could tell that Bruce wasn't the type to just accept things blindly.

He needed to see results with his own eyes.

But that also meant that once Bruce was convinced of something, he would dedicate himself to it completely.

And Kyle was waiting for that moment.

Three days passed just like that.

Since Bruce already had some experience using internal energy, adapting to mana came easier for him than Kyle initially expected.

Once Bruce truly understood how to circulate it through his body, he was able to make significant progress.

But what truly surprised Kyle was Melissa.

Unlike Bruce, Melissa had never used internal energy before. She should have struggled to grasp mana. But instead, she picked it up almost instantly.

"Interesting."

Kyle muttered as he observed her.

It wasn't just that she could use mana—she had a natural affinity for it. The way her energy flowed was almost too smooth, as if mana had always been a part of her body.

If Bruce was an untamed storm, then Melissa was a river—calm but relentless.

The only thing holding her back was her lack of swordsmanship.

Kyle knew that given enough time, Melissa could become far stronger than anyone expected.

And so, he pushed them both harder.

Over the next few days, Kyle made them run every kind of drill he could think of—meditation, endurance training, combat exercises, mana control tests, everything.

Bruce and Melissa would collapse from exhaustion at night, only to be woken up before sunrise to do it all over again.

But it wasn't long before rumors started spreading.

"Have you heard?"

"The young master is making his own people suffer because of his inferiority complex!"

"They say he's working them to the bone, forcing them to train day and night."

"Hah! That useless noble must be desperate to prove himself!"

"Poor Melissa and Bruce. They probably regret following him."

The whispers spread like wildfire throughout the estate.

Kyle heard them all, but he didn't care.