Reborn as a Useless Noble with my SSS-Class Innate Talent-Chapter 55: Ch : The Duchess’s Invite- Part 1
Kyle reached the Duke’s office, his expression calm but his mind sharp. The butler, Bernard, stood by the door, looking slightly uneasy.
"Young master. Be careful. No one knows what the Duke is planning. This could very well be a trap for you."
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Bernard whispered, his tone low.
The butler still saw Kyle as a harmless man who could not do much on his own, but Kyle did not have the patience to correct him.
Kyle gave a small nod. He already knew that. His father was an unpredictable man—self-serving, calculating, and utterly ruthless.
Before entering, Kyle turned to Bernard.
"Take Queen to my room. I don’t want it in the meeting. I am sure others will try to harm it."
Bernard hesitated for a brief moment, glancing at the small creature perched on Kyle’s shoulder. Queen let out a tiny chitter, tilting its head curiously.
The butler didn’t understand why Kyle wouldn’t keep it with him, but he did not question his young master’s decision.
"As you wish. Shall I get some food and other supplies for your new…companion?"
The butler asked and Kyle just shrugged. That was enough for the butler to know that Queen was important and that he needed to care for it carefully.
Bernard took Queen carefully and left down the hall.
Kyle took a deep breath, then stepped inside.
The Duke was seated at his usual desk, his presence as imposing as ever. His sharp features showed no emotion, and his piercing gaze followed Kyle as he entered.
"Close the door behind you when you enter. This conversation should not leave these walls."
The Duke ordered in his cold and emotionless voice.
Kyle obeyed without hesitation, taking a quick scan of the room as he moved. His mana senses stretched out, searching for any hidden presences.
But there were none—only him and the Duke.
’Interesting. So this really is a private meeting between me and the Duke? Now, what does this man want from me?’
Kyle sat down in front of the Duke, meeting his father’s gaze with an unreadable expression. The Duke studied him for a moment before sliding a stack of papers across the desk.
Kyle glanced at the documents. The moment he saw the contents, he immediately understood what this was about.
It was a report. Detailed accounts of his recent actions—his confrontation with the underground group, his fight, and the bodies left in his wake.
"You were the one who dealt with these people?"
The Duke asked, his voice unreadable.
Kyle leaned back slightly.
"I was."
The Duke exhaled, tapping his fingers against the desk.
"I still find it hard to believe that you are capable of something like this."
Kyle remained silent.
His father continued.
"But there are too many witnesses to deny it. Their reports all say the same thing. So, I’ll let it slide."
There was a moment of silence between them. Kyle didn’t bother justifying himself, and the Duke didn’t press him further.
Then, the Duke sighed.
"That isn’t the real reason I called you here."
Kyle raised an eyebrow slightly.
"This isn’t about the underground group. Or even the Frozen Armoured Bear you killed. This is about the invitation you received."
The Duke leaned forward, his gaze sharp.
Kyle frowned.
"Invitation?"
The Duke slid another document toward him. Kyle picked it up, scanning it quickly. His fingers tightened slightly when he saw the sender’s name.
Grand Duchess Amanda.
Kyle looked up.
"Why would a Grand Duchess want to see me?"
The Duke shook his head.
"I have no idea. But whatever you did to attract her attention—it can’t be a good thing. Especially since it’s you we are talking about."
Kyle tapped the paper against the desk, thinking. The Grand Duchess was a powerful figure.
A ruler in her own right. Someone of her status had no reason to bother with an insignificant third son like him.
"What if I refuse?"
Kyle asked.
The Duke let out a cold chuckle.
"You think you have a choice? The Grand Duchess didn’t send this as a mere request. She expects you to come and you will go to her."
He gestured toward the letter.
Kyle remained silent for a few moments. He already knew there was no avoiding this. A Grand Duchess didn’t summon people just for fun.
The Duke continued, his tone harsh.
"If this turns into something dangerous, don’t expect me to protect you. If necessary, I’ll throw you out myself."
His eyes glinted with cold amusement.
Kyle wasn’t surprised. He had long accepted that his father had no love for him.
To Duke Armstrong, family was nothing but a tool for power. If Kyle became a burden, he would be discarded without hesitation.
Kyle placed the letter back on the table and met his father’s gaze.
"Understood."
The Duke studied him for a moment, seemingly waiting for some kind of reaction. When he saw none, he smirked.
"Good. Be ready. The Grand Duchess’s head knight will arrive tomorrow to escort you."
Kyle nodded, then stood up.
"Then I’ll take my leave."
The Duke waved a hand dismissively, already looking down at his paperwork as if the conversation had never happened.
Kyle turned and walked out of the office. As soon as he stepped into the hallway, Bernard was already waiting.
"Young master! How did it go?"
The butler said, his voice carefully neutral.
Kyle didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he took the letter from his pocket and handed it to Bernard.
The butler’s eyes widened slightly as he read the name.
"Grand Duchess Amanda…?"
Kyle glanced toward the corridor leading to his quarters.
"Where’s Queen?"
"I left it in your room, as you requested."
Kyle gave a small nod.
"Good."
Bernard hesitated for a moment.
"Young master… should I prepare anything for you?"
Kyle shook his head.
"No need. Just inform Bruce and Melissa. They’ll want to know about this."
Bernard bowed.
"As you wish."
Kyle turned and made his way toward his room. His expression remained unreadable, but his mind was already racing with possibilities.
Whatever this meeting with the Grand Duchess was about, he had a feeling it wouldn’t be simple.
