The Ridiculous Life of the Reborn Mage

Walter Goldcrest

Sitting in a wide courtyard filled with a natural beauty that transcends common sense was a middle-aged man sitting cross-legged on the edge of a crystal clear stream that ran throughout the garden. The man in question was dressed in luxurious clothes that looked to be worth their weight in gold if not more.

Set in front of the man was a glossy blue book that was striking for one reason, the pure white text on the cover was shining brightly while absorbing light and mana from the surrounding area.

As an onlooker, one could tell instantly that there was something supernatural about the book and the man sat before it.

As time slowly passed the man's expression kept getting more and more strained to the point that it looked like he just lost a long-fought battle on the toilet against the previous meal's baked beans and spicy chicken.

Just as his expression seemed to be reaching a breaking point there was suddenly a loud sound as a young woman who appeared to be in her late 20s ra