The Immortal Genius Spearman

In this life, I’ll be the one who rules the battlefield.

Damian, a centurion in the Baroque Kingdom’s punitive unit.

“Damn it.”

Just once.

If only I were given one more chance…

I really would’ve dominated the battlefield together with these guys.

At the age of thirty, he closed his eyes on a nameless battlefield.

But when he opened them again, he had returned to seventeen years in the past.

And this time, he had a perfectly intact mana hole, allowing him to learn magic.

This time.

I’ll rise higher than anyone else.

I won’t be swept around by an age of war.

I’ll rule it.

Having returned to the past, Damian raises his spear against the world.