The Fool's Guide to Magic

At the age of fifteen, I awakened memories of my past life and discovered that I had been reborn in a Western fantasy world of swords and magic, as a commoner at the very bottom of society. I thought I could use my knowledge from another world to reach the top, but magic was strictly regulated here: only nobles were allowed to use it. With no other choice, I devoted myself to swordsmanship, only to be told that ordinary people could never rise beyond the rank of Swordmaster in their entire lives. I thought that was fine; if I worked hard enough, surely I could still reach the pinnacle. But less than a year later, my parents died in battle defending our village. I had lost my swordsmanship mentors, and their final gift to me turned out to be a “Beginner’s Magic Scroll.” Only, there seems to be something wrong with its contents...