The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations Chapter 615

Episode 615 Now, in this dream. (2)

Jiselle became more deeply immersed in the fight between the two than ever before.

It was definitely different in direction from the mana training method or swordsmanship that he had improved. In some ways, it was even superior.

‘Could it be… that person is the founder of the Ferdium family?’

Or perhaps that man’s descendants founded the Ferdium family. Nothing could be determined yet.

I remembered a conversation I had with my father when I was improving my Mana training method.

― But it is the Mana training method that has supported our family for a thousand years! How can you guarantee that what you have improved is superior to our family’s?

– No, honestly, does it make sense that our family has been around for a thousand years?

― … … That’s right? Oh, the year you were born was the thousandth anniversary of our family. It was truly a joyous day.

– Do you have any evidence?

― … … I heard it from your grandfather too.

At the time, I just laughed it off. I couldn’t believe that the family had been around for a thousand years.

I just thought it was a made-up phrase to make people feel proud of their family.

But look.

There was someone who fought using Ferdium’s battle-tested swordsmanship in the great war a thousand years ago.

I had a strong feeling that that person might be the progenitor of Ferdium.

‘Really… our family has been around for a thousand years? Starting with the one who fought in that great war?’

Jiselle stared at the man’s sword as if possessed. This was her chance to find out the missing part of the Ferdium family.

But… … it was really hard to concentrate.

Because the man’s fighting style was truly reckless beyond compare.

“Eurachachachacha!”

The man continued to swung his sword while chattering nonstop. He was fighting with his mouth open as well.

“How is it! My incredible swordsmanship! Is it really going to kill me? Do you feel the difference in strength? Does it seem like an unmanageable enemy has appeared?”

“… … .”

The apostle said nothing. He just seemed to be trying to concentrate.

Nevertheless, the man continued to argue and attack his opponent.

“Fighting with you like this reminds me of the times I fought against my archrival every day. I was so young back then.”

“Hey, I’m curious about your face. Can you show me yours? I don’t care about gender as long as you’re pretty. I can run away with you.”

“There is a sad legend behind this sword I wield. What? You want to know what the legend is? Um, sorry. I don’t believe in legends. If you’re curious, give me 5 gold.”

“… … .”

‘… … .’

The apostle was silent, and so was Giselle. The man’s tongue was as free as his sword.

The atmosphere was so different from the other three. Maybe Claude would be like that if he learned swordsmanship?

Jiselle took a deep breath and thought.

‘He is not the ancestor of our family.’

There was no such person in Ferdium. No matter how old he was, he could not be acknowledged. In any case, he must not be the ancestor of the family.

Rather, the apostle seemed more amazing, because he calmly responded to such mental attacks.

Their skills were evenly matched. The fight between the man who kept talking nonstop and the apostle who didn’t say anything seemed like it wouldn’t end anytime soon.

Jiselle examined the man’s face closely. This time again, the area around his eyes was covered in shadows.

It was worse than the article. The more I tried to look at it, the more the shape of the face and hair became blurry and unrecognizable.

The thin, roughly grown beard showed that the man had a free spirit and did not care about his appearance.

‘Phew… … ‘

The more I tried to find out, the more frustrated I became, so I just gave up. I decided to just assume that there must be a reason why they didn’t tell me.

In the end, only one wizard had seen his face properly. There was one more clue that could help us guess his identity.

That’s exactly what the saint said in the dream.

– Did it help you? I heard it definitely helped.

– I don’t know you very well, but I’ve heard a lot about you from my wizard friend.

– Our friend from the future.

‘Wizard friend.’

The one who was the friend and companion of the saint and the warrior. This must be referring to that wizard.

But the words the saintess spoke were still ambiguous. Even though she was now looking into the past from the future… … could she call that a ‘friend’?

What on earth did the wizard mean when he spoke to the saint? How did he know that someone from that era and the future would be watching them?

All that was certain now was that, as the saint had said, dreams were of great help to Giselle.

The warrior and the adversary.

His companions and apostles.

The fighting they showed continued to raise Jiselle’s level.

‘What the hell are you guys… … .’

Why do I keep having this dream?

Listening to the saint’s words, it seemed like this dream was only shown to her.

― It may be confusing, but don’t doubt. You have to trust us. There’s not much time left.

– Only you.

– It can ‘save’ us.

Giselle pondered what the saint had said. Her dreams were becoming hazy again.

Jiselle opened her eyes naturally and got up from her seat. The scene from her dream was still vivid in her mind.

“hmm.”

Jiselle, who had briefly gathered her memories, asked Dark.

“Did you see it too?”

― I saw it. A thousand years ago, it was really full of monsters. If the owner and Julien and everything went there, they’d just get eaten, right? And not just eaten, but dog-eat-dog food.

“… … .”

This kid resembled Ascon or Alpoy, but his mouth was getting more and more foul.

And honestly, it wasn’t that weak. The members of the 7 powers of the continent were strong enough to be active even in that era.

‘If we really have to be specific, is it just one step lower than the apostles?’

Yeah, it would be a little tough, but it wasn’t so tough that I couldn’t fight. I guess you just have to fight to find out.

Jiselle said in a curt voice.

“The times are different, the times are different.”

Not only the strong, but also the level of soldiers was much higher a thousand years ago.

Well, according to Erenes, they have been fighting the Demon Realm for a long time.

It was a time when people only fought after eating. The overall standard had to rise.

Thanks to that, I also clearly understood why Erenes became stronger over time.

It is true that, as she said, she was unable to regain the power she had in her prime because of the gold standard.

“Hmm, so it seems that in his previous life, Erenes, who had regained all his strength, might have been the strongest on the continent.”

Of course, since Yulienne is a monster that gets stronger every time he breathes, we don’t know what will happen.

With these monsters around, I can’t rest. I have to become stronger than I am now.

Jiselle smirked and thought about the battles between knights a thousand years ago.

‘The sword of the Ladran royal family is focused on black defense. It can be said to be the unwavering sword of the king and the sword of the knight.’

That firm appearance was still vivid in my memory. It was not difficult to understand, since I had personally experienced the secret of the former royal family.

Looking at the knight’s sword, he could also tell which direction to take. Jiselle analyzed that part and planned to apply it to his own swordsmanship.

‘The same goes for mother’s secret prayer.’

Belinda had once shown me the book it was written in. I hadn’t practiced it separately, but it was already in my head.

As it happens, you have a technique that is good for applying to yourself.

Hururuk.

Magical spears appeared around Jiselle. Until now, they were just shooting them wherever they wanted.

‘It may look like there’s no difference, but in reality there isn’t.’

As with Belinda, the skill displayed by the masked woman was truly as if each and every dagger was alive and moving with a will.

This means that it is not simply a matter of shooting in the desired direction.

‘It’s going to take a lot of effort to get to that level. It’s going to take a lot of time.’

It is not easy to delve deeply into this technique since it is different from the swordsmanship that Jiselle has learned so far. However, if you practice it whenever you have time, it could be a secret weapon.

After moving a few times as the masked woman showed her, Jiselle thought of the most important swordsmanship of the Ferdium family.

‘I think I know what’s missing.’

I found the missing piece. Since I had a foundation, it wasn’t hard to guess.

No, rather, I had an instinctive knowledge of how to move.

It was unclear whether it was possible thanks to the saint’s help or because the foundation of the Ferdium swordsmanship remained.

Jiselle moved with his sword in hand. The swordsmanship of his family was once again displayed in his hands.

The sword that was roughly cutting through space suddenly stopped.

‘If it were as it was… … .’

The subsequent inspection is not recorded. However, Jiselle, who had already understood the principle, naturally carried out the next inspection.

The mana training method that seemed to be missing something began to move on its own to support the swordsmanship.

grasp!

The black wind of the North, which had been simply rough, moved like a free gust of wind.

Just as the rough wind turned into soft river water, Jiselle’s sword danced flexibly through the air.

Jiselle closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Mana swirled inside him, enveloping his entire body. From the tips of his sword-holding fingers to his toes, every muscle seemed to be connected as one.

‘This is it.’

Every time she swung her sword, Giselle felt boundless freedom.

His movements became increasingly free. He moved as if he was free from the confines of the black, stereotypical swordsmanship, and held endless possibilities.

Sometimes as strong as a torrent, sometimes as gentle as a leaf.

It felt like a harsh wind blowing from the top of a mountain, or like a wild beast running across the wilderness.

Pfft!

At some point, Jiselle’s sword stopped. It wasn’t perfect yet, but he could see what his ancestors were after.

“Now… … we have finally recovered the true sword of our family.”

Jiselle chuckled. She had gained unexpected income.

The swordsmanship he improved upon was made up for through countless battles. The mana training method was modified by taking inspiration from a half-assed ancient magic book.

Compared to the complete sword of the family, there is nothing that can be said to be superior. The direction is similar and the fundamentals are the same.

However, while Jiselle’s swordsmanship focused on explosive destructive power, the family’s swordsmanship sought to offer a bit more freedom of change.

“Good, I can get stronger.”

A new goal has emerged.

I planned to combine what I learned this time to create a higher level swordsmanship and mana training method.

Of course, I need to do a little more research. Even though I saw the answer, I don’t fully understand the process.

Anyway, we have seen what level the ancient powers were at. We will surpass them.

If you combine the power of willpower with advanced techniques, you will definitely be able to reach a higher level.

“Did you aim for this?”

I’ve felt similar emotions before, but today I’m convinced. The dream that keeps coming up is helping me to raise my level.

It was clear that he was showing the way to become at least as strong as, if not stronger than, the strongmen of a thousand years ago.

As a bonus, some of the questions I had been curious about until now were gradually being answered.

“After the war ended, I wonder if each of the warriors’ comrades left something behind… … .”

The wizard would have built the magic tower where Jerome was and created new magic. It might not have made much sense to Jerome, his descendant, but it was a story that didn’t really resonate with Giselle.

He was rather more interested in the knight and the masked woman.

“If the knight is the founding king of Rutania… … then the masked woman is the commander of the shadow knights… … then we can assume that the two of them founded a new kingdom together.”

It is quite possible that they did so because they were colleagues. As Berhem said, they may have joined forces to protect the saint’s relics, or there may have been another reason.

“And… … He may not be Ferdium’s ancestor, but let’s consider him an ancestor. Anyway, was he with you?”

He is also a comrade of the warrior. And the Ferdium territory has long protected the north of Rutania.

So, it is more credible to say that the three of them founded Rutania together.

“Hmm, but doesn’t it really suit you?”

One became king and the other ruled the kingdom in darkness.

But one person… … left behind a beggarly family.

At that thought, Giselle’s expression turned cold.

“Oh, it doesn’t look good. We’re all fellow warriors, so why is it that only our family looks like this?”

Even though I didn’t get along with the other two people, I couldn’t help but feel like I was the only one left behind.

Surely, someone that strong would not have left behind such a beggarly family…

‘Seeing what you’re doing, I guess that could be the case.’

But I don’t think they could have treated him carelessly in the kingdom, so what on earth happened in the meantime?

“For generations, we’ve just been fighting against northern barbarians… … We have no money, so we live like beggars. No matter how much I think about it, there’s no way someone who founded a country with us would be treated like that… … .”

As Giselle muttered to herself, something suddenly crossed her mind.

That’s exactly what Erenes said.

– The Demon Realm is… … the forest of demons.

“this.”

Only then did Giselle realize.

Ferdium’s real mission wasn’t just to stop the northern barbarians.

as soon as…….

It was clear that the real mission was to monitor the Demon Realm.