The Immortal Genius Spearman

Damian, a Centurion of the Punitive Force of the Baroque Kingdom.

"Damn it."

Just once.

If only I were given one more chance- just one more chance...

"I could have truly dominated the battlefield alongside these guys."

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

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

Moreover, he had come back with a perfectly intact mana hole capable of cultivating magic.

"This time..."

I will rise higher than anyone else.

Instead of being tossed about by an age of war-

"I will rule it."

Damian, having returned to the past, brandishes his spear against the world.