Reborn as a Useless Noble with my SSS-Class Innate Talent-Chapter 207: Ch : Falling for Him- Part 2

Chapter 207: Ch 207: Falling for Him- Part 2

Racheal’s face turned a deeper shade of red.

“Master, please don’t talk like that! I’m not that kind of person!”

Sasha raised an eyebrow, her expression unreadable.

“Then what kind of person are you, Racheal? The kind who gives up before she even tries? Or the kind who fights for what she wants?”

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Racheal stammered.

Her master let out a slow sigh, folding her arms across her chest.

“No one said it would be easy. But it’s not about stealing. It’s about being honest with yourself. If you give up, it’ll hurt. If you fight, it’ll hurt too.

There’s no painless path, Racheal. Only the one you won’t regret later.”

Racheal glanced down, caught in the whirlpool of thoughts and emotions that refused to settle.

“Are you… speaking from experience?”

For a moment, Sasha didn’t answer. Her gaze drifted to the side, somewhere distant. Then, she gave a short laugh, bitter and empty.

“No. I don’t do love. Or crushes. I’ve got enough trouble dealing with people sober.”

Without waiting for Racheal to respond, she turned and walked away, her long cloak swaying behind her.

Racheal stayed seated, her thoughts a storm of confusion. Her master’s words rang in her ears, louder than she wanted to admit.

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Back in the heart of the village, Kyle entered his quarters and carefully placed Rin on the bed in the newly constructed home.

The place was modest but sturdy, a reflection of the settlement’s rapid yet deliberate growth.

As he adjusted Rin’s position to ensure his breathing was clear, Kyle placed his hand on the boy’s chest and allowed a stream of mana to flow into him—just enough to dull the pain and stabilize his condition.

The burns were severe, but not beyond hope.

Footsteps echoed from the doorway, and Bruce entered, followed by Melissa.

“Young master. Is this someone we’re protecting?”

Bruce greeted, his eyes narrowing as they caught sight of the half-burned child.

Kyle didn’t look up.

“He’s someone I decided to save. That’s all that matters.”

Bruce nodded solemnly.

“Understood.”

Melissa, who stood just a little too close to Kyle’s side, tilted her head.

“Is he important?”

“He is now. He’s under my care.”

Kyle answered simply.

Before Melissa could say more, Sasha entered the room with a confident stride.

She didn’t wait for greetings. Her eyes scanned Rin’s injuries and then turned toward Kyle.

“I’ll be putting some rune formations around the bed. They’ll assist with his healing—stimulate tissue regeneration and mana circulation. Not as fast as a skilled doctor, but it’ll give him a fighting chance.”

“Do what you must.”

Kyle said, stepping back to give her room.

Sasha began drawing intricate ruins in the air with her fingers.

Glowing symbols floated above Rin before sinking into the air around the bed like mist. Kyle watched silently, knowing her work was beyond anything he could replicate at the moment.

Melissa’s eyes flicked between Sasha and Kyle, and something about the way Sasha moved—graceful, confident, too close—made her blood boil.

She growled low in her throat, but no one seemed to notice. Or perhaps, they simply didn’t care.

Kyle, as always, remained focused. He placed a light hand on Rin’s shoulder, just for a moment, and nodded to Sasha.

“Let me know if you need anything.”

“I’ll manage.”

She said without looking at him.

Racheal lingered near the entrance, having followed just moments after her master.

She watched the scene before her quietly—Kyle standing protectively over her brother, Sasha working her rune magic, Bruce standing watch, and Melissa shooting sharp glares toward every female in the room.

Once the ruins around Rin were complete, Sasha wiped her brow and stepped away from the bed.

Glowing sigils flickered faintly in the air before fading into the walls and floor, forming a soft, invisible web of healing energy that pulsed gently with mana.

“He’ll be fine for now. But this is only a stopgap. A real doctor—someone who specializes in magical burn treatment—will be absolutely necessary if you want him to make a full recovery.”

Sasha declared, her tone professional but clearly fatigued.

“I figured as much. I’ve been meaning to find a competent healer for my people anyway. This just moves the priority up the list.”

Kyle replied, arms crossed.

Sasha gave him a tired nod and stretched her arms.

“Well, if that’s all, I’d like to see my quarters and collapse into bed before someone else needs a miracle out of me.”

But Kyle didn’t move.

“Not yet. I have another job for you.”

She groaned.

“Of course you do. Why do I even bother dreaming about sleep?”

“You’ll get your rest—eventually. This one’s important.”

Kyle said with a slight smirk as he turned on his heel and gestured for her to follow.

Sasha grumbled under her breath but followed anyway, muttering something about slave drivers and the lack of proper compensation.

The walk was short, but every step made Sasha more curious. Kyle wasn’t one to waste time with trivial tasks.

When they stopped just outside the village’s newly marked border, Kyle turned to her and spoke plainly.

“I want you to set up a ruin barrier around the entire village.”

Sasha blinked.

“A… barrier? Around this whole place?”

He nodded.

“And make sure it can be expanded later. I plan to grow this village.”

She stared at him as if he’d lost his mind.

“Do you have any idea how much work that is? It’s not just carving lines in the dirt, Kyle! A barrier like that requires planning, balancing mana flow, core placement, and not to mention the anchor glyphs! This isn’t child’s play—it’s weeks of work!”

Kyle didn’t even flinch.

“You’re the one who agreed to help me. And you’re being compensated well. Housing, resources, protected land for your research, rare materials—all for your ruin studies.”

Sasha bit her lip, annoyed by how logical he sounded.

“That doesn’t mean I’m not allowed to complain.”

“Complain all you like as long as the work gets done.”

He said with a shrug.

Sasha let out a dramatic sigh and dragged a hand through her hair.

“Fine. You win. Again. I’ll start the survey today and draw up the expansion map tomorrow. I’ll need access to the mana leyline under the south hill.”

“You’ll have it. I’ll leave it to you, then.”

Kyle replied.

He turned and walked off, already consumed by other tasks. Sasha watched his back for a long moment, hands on her hips.

“Unbelievable man.”

She muttered.

But then, almost unconsciously, her lips curved into a tiny smile. Interesting individual, she thought.

The realization hit her like a slap. She froze, staring after him, stunned by the thoughts forming in her mind.

“Wait—no, no. Don’t tell me I’m…!”

She slapped both hands against her cheeks, trying to cool the sudden warmth rising there. Her voice dropped to a whisper.

“Oh no. I actually called Racheal out for this.”

The memory of Racheal’s flustered face flashed in her mind, and Sasha groaned.

“I’m a hypocrite…”

She turned around abruptly and stomped toward her worksite, muttering to herself the entire way.

“Just get the barrier done. That’s all. No time for getting attached to annoyingly competent noblemen. Absolutely not. You’re better than that.”

But the warmth on her face refused to fade.