The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations

By the time Jerome arrived, all the key figures of Fenris had already gathered around the book.

Panting from running, he asked urgently, “What is it? What happened? When did this get written?”

Belinda shook her head.

“We haven’t seen it yet. Vanessa called us over just now.”

Vanessa, her face flushed with excitement, added, “When I heard you were back, I was compiling the research on the Rifts. Then, out of curiosity, I opened the book—and there it was. New content had been added!”

In other words, nobody had actually seen it happen.

Vanessa had simply gathered everyone quickly, reasoning that it was better for all of them to see it together.

As the rightful owner of the book, Jerome slowly flipped through the pages.@@novelbin@@

[…After helping Leo, we moved to another location. But then, something happened to my body. I couldn’t withstand Ghislain’s consciousness, and my body began to collapse. To avoid immediate danger, Ghislain hastily learned magic…]

Belinda was the first to shout at Claude.

“See?! I told you our young master is smart! He can learn magic!”

“……”

Claude had always insisted that Ghislain’s head was too thick to ever master magic. But now, it was right there in the book—written proof that he had learned it.

There was no way to argue against it.

Claude couldn’t understand how it had happened, but the next passage revealed the secret.

[…Ghislain learned magic through my body. He didn’t study at all—he simply grasped the flow of mana and forced it into existence… As a mage, I felt a profound sense of shame at his complete disregard for the fundamental principles of magic…]

“……”

It was an absurdly Ghislain-esque way of learning magic.

No one could say a word. Even Belinda, despite her initial excitement, averted her gaze as if suddenly uninterested.

What followed was even more shocking.

“Wait… You’re telling me he started that whole ‘Duck Myth’ nonsense?”

“What the hell is our lord even doing out there?”

“I mean, sure, the past and future influence each other, but… this is a bit much.”

Even in the past, Ghislain had been up to his usual ridiculous antics.

Everyone looked exasperated.

Since he was in the past, there was no way to stop him.

Later entries detailed how he had hunted down dark mages, stolen their grimoires, and rapidly climbed to the 6th Circle—all through sheer brute force.