An awkward silence lingered for a moment.

His body was still here, yet his consciousness had traveled to the past? How could that even make sense?

Claude, who prided himself on being one of the most rational people in the estate, frowned and asked incredulously.

“Jerome?”

“Yes?”

“You’re one of the few intellectuals in this estate alongside me.”

“...”

“Do you seriously think what you’re saying makes sense?”

Jerome nodded firmly, his expression unyielding.

“I understand how difficult this is to believe, but as of now, it’s the most credible hypothesis. Ghislain’s consciousness has indeed traveled to the past. Specifically... to meet the saintess from a thousand years ago and her companions.”

Jerome’s demeanor made it clear that he truly believed this.@@novelbin@@

Belinda’s voice trembled as she pressed further.

“Uh… I think we need a more detailed explanation here.”

“As you all know, the saintess said she would meet Ghislain again. If that statement is to come true...”

Jerome calmly explained his hypothesis. Fortunately, since Ghislain had spoken extensively about his dreams in the past, everyone was able to follow along without too much difficulty.

The theory made sense. If Jerome’s hypothesis was correct, it would explain everything happening now.

But a hypothesis was just that—a theory, not a certainty. How could they be sure it was true?

Vanessa, who had been quietly listening, finally spoke up.

“Even if that’s true… how could he meet the saintess if only his consciousness traveled to the past?”

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