An Immortal Genius Blade-Runner

Demian, a hundred-man commander in the punitive unit of the Baroque Kingdom.

“Damn it.”

If only once.

If only one more chance were given to him...

He thought he could have really dominated the battlefield with those guys.

At the age of thirty, he closed his eyes in an unnamed battlefield.

But when he opened them again, he had gone back seventeen years into the past.

And this time, he still had an intact mana hole that could let him cultivate magic power.

This time.

He would rise higher than anyone else.

He would not be swept along by the era of war.

He would dominate it.

Demian, returned to the past, swings his spear toward the world.