The Regressed Mercenary's Machinations

Chapter 461



Chapter 461

Elena was flustered by Ghislain’s question and quickly responded, “W-working out? No way!”

After all, Elena was the daughter of a noble house. Unless one came from a completely destitute lineage, a noble lady had no reason to exert herself physically.

Even though Ferdium was a poor territory, it was still a margrave's domain supported by the kingdom. Servants were a given, meaning Elena never needed to lift a finger for menial tasks.

She had never trained or engaged in physical labor, only taking lessons to refine her elegance and poise as a proper noblewoman. This moment was, in fact, the first time in her life that she had ever used her full strength.

Elena shifted uncomfortably, her gaze darting around as the attention on her grew.

She had never considered her own strength before. To her, it was just an unknown limit she never bothered to test. Why would she? There had never been a need.

When assassins came to kill Elena in the past, she had grabbed onto his arm and tried to drag him away. At the time, he found it strangely difficult to shake her off.

“Why are you so strong? Have you been working out?”

Ghislain had brushed it off as a passing comment, assuming she was simply stronger than the average girl. He was too preoccupied with the assassins to think deeply about it. Later, he attributed the oddity to his own unstable strength during his regression.

‘And there was that other time...’

When Ghislain won his duel with Cain and received his winnings, Elena had casually linked her arm with his, trying to get something out of him with her affectionate demeanor.

Even then, Ghislain had tried to pull his arm away—but failed.

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