Reborn as a Useless Noble with my SSS-Class Innate Talent-Chapter 37: Ch : Getting Bullied by a Bird- Part 1

Kyle strolled back toward the main square, where he and Melissa had separated from Bruce earlier. As expected, he immediately spotted Bruce, looking around with a face full of worry.

'That idiot tends to lose his mind too quickly and starts to worry about the worst-possible scenarios. I will need to break that habit of his.'

There was a lot that Bruce needed to focus on, but situational awareness was one of the first things.

Bruce's eyebrows were furrowed, his head twisting side to side like a lost puppy. Every few seconds, he'd mumble something under his breath—probably cursing Kyle for disappearing.

There was a lot Bruce was not willing to say to his 'young lord' to the face, but he was more than willing to say it behind his back.

Kyle smirked to himself.

"Let's test him."

He let out a small pulse of mana, nothing too strong—just enough to see if Bruce had improved at all over the past week.

As someone who had been training in mana for days now, Bruce should be able to sense Kyle immediately. Especially with how Kyle was aiming his aura at Bruce.

But Bruce?

Didn't even flinch or show any signs of having felt the aura.

Kyle's eye twitched.

There were only two reasons why Bruce had no reaction to his aura- he had either not felt it, or he felt it, but was being cautious to not show that he felt it.

And knowing Bruce, it was quite clear which option this was.

Bruce continued scanning the crowd, completely oblivious to Kyle standing just a few feet away.

Kyle felt a familiar wave of annoyance wash over him.

"Alright. That's it. Training is going to be twice as brutal from now on."

"Master, do you want me to go and take care of Bruce right now? I can tell that you are feeling annoyed by him."

Melissa asked in a soft but firm voice. She had paid very close attention to her master, so she could instantly tell when he felt annoyed by something.

And right now, Bruce seemed to be on the top of his hit-list.

That made him on top of her hit list as well.

Kyle looked at his subordinate and her serious look before reaching out to place his hand on her head.

"There is no need for that. I accepted Bruce, so he's my responsibility. As such, I will deal with him myself. On that note, Queen, would you like to have some fun?"

At that moment, Bruce suddenly shuddered, as if an icy chill had run down his spine.

His instincts—perhaps warning him of his future suffering—kicked in, and his eyes snapped toward Kyle and Melissa.

Seeing them, Bruce let out a deep sigh of relief and quickly hurried over.

And then—

THWACK!

A blur of brown and gold shot through the air and slammed straight into Bruce's face.

"GAH—!"

Bruce stumbled backward, arms flailing as he lost his balance and crashed onto the ground.

Before he could even process what had happened, something heavy landed on his chest—sharp claws pressing just enough to make a point, but not enough to draw blood.

Bruce froze.

His gaze slowly traveled upward, and he found himself staring directly into the sharp, judging eyes of a hawk.

The hawk—Queen—let out a low, satisfied chirp.

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A sound that translated to: "Bow before me, peasant."

Bruce blinked.

Then blinked again.

His face had not been hurt because of the collision, but the shock he felt made him unable to process what was happening.

"What the hell—?!"

Queen stretched out one of his wings dramatically, almost as if to declare his victory over Bruce in the most theatrical way possible.

Melissa burst out laughing.

"Hah! Bruce, did you seriously just get taken down by a bird?"

Bruce scowled and reached up to grab Queen off his chest.

Queen did not approve.

Before Bruce's hand could make contact, Queen let out a terrifying screech and extended his talons just a little more.

Bruce immediately froze again.

His survival instincts screamed at him.

'If I move, I die.'

It was pure intimidation for him, but very amusing for others who were looking at him.

Kyle, watching the entire thing with amusement, finally decided to speak up.

"Bruce, you do realize that you're losing to a bird, right?"

He spoke in a calm voice.

Bruce's eye twitched.

"I-I...this is not my fault-! This dark bird is stupid...!"

He snapped, but he still didn't move.

Queen tilted his head smugly, letting out another self-satisfied chirp.

Kyle sighed.

"Bruce, meet Queen. Queen, meet my completely useless subordinate."

Bruce gritted his teeth.

"You—wait, YOUR bird?!"

His expression twisted into one of betrayal.

"YOU trained this DEMON?! I mean, I expect nothing less from master, but still...."

Kyle smirked.

"I didn't train him. He just has good instincts."

Bruce clenched his fists, still pinned to the ground, and glared daggers at Queen.

"Master, can you get it off me? I need to stand now..."

Queen puffed out his chest, unbothered by the insult.

In fact, he looked even more smug.

Bruce finally lost his patience.

"I swear, if you don't move, I'll—!"

Before he could finish, Queen flapped his wings aggressively, making Bruce flinch and shut up instantly.

Melissa wiped tears from her eyes from laughing so hard.

"Oh gods, Bruce, you're actually getting bullied by a bird."

Bruce groaned, slamming his head back against the ground.

"This is the worst day of my life."

Kyle finally decided to step in and snapped his fingers.

"Queen. Enough."

Queen let out an unhappy chirp but hopped off Bruce, finally granting him his freedom.

Bruce scrambled to his feet, brushing off his clothes as if that would restore his lost dignity.

It didn't.

He glared at Queen.

"I hate that thing."

Queen tilted his head, then gave a smug little chirp, as if saying: "Too bad. I'm not going anywhere."

Bruce groaned.

"I hate all of you."

He said it softly enough for no one else to hear...or so he thought. But all his companions has sharp hearing, so whispering was useless.