Back to the Battlefield: The Veteran Heroes Return to the Fray! Volume 3 [Complete] by Kiraku Kishima

Author:Kiraku Kishima
Language: eng
Format: epub

Thirty years ago, Norman had participated in the selection test for the Demon Lord Subjugation Unit sponsored by the king himself.

“Next up is number sixteen. Come forward!” Norman’s number had been called for the test that would measure his offensive ability by having him hit targets with magic.

“Phew, my right arm really is throbbing today,” he’d said.

At the time, Norman Lockwood had been fourteen years old, at the very height of his edgy phase. He’d been wearing a fingerless glove (on his left hand only), a black leather jacket, a colored contact in his right eye, and his hair had been bleached and styled into spikes.

Needless to say, none of them had any magical effect whatsoever; he’d just thought they made him look cool.

“It’s fine if I break that, yeah?” Norman had asked, his voice somewhat twangy. He’d pointed at the target as if it’d been a moment of great drama. He hadn’t waited for an answer. “Arnos of the abyss, Leitos of the round, Damocles of the heavens, answer to my chant!”

The magic he’d used didn’t require an incantation, but he’d chanted all the same because it’d sounded impressive to him. It was unlikely there were any gods or great men with the name Arnos, Leitos, or Damocles.

“Haah!” Unnecessary chanting or not, the flames he’d shot at the target had blown it and a chunk of the castle wall behind it away, leaving a large hole in their wake.

“Whoa...” The examiner had been flabbergasted by the tremendous display of power.

Norman had just exhaled and brushed his bleached hair up with one hand. “Huh? What, did I do something?” A rhetorical question. “What’s wrong? You all look surprised. This much is to be expected, right?”

Back then, Norman had quite the unpleasant personality.

Norman’s superb innate talent for magic and his grandfather’s influence had played a major part in his overdramatic youth. His talent for magic had indeed been outstanding, so his grandfather had constantly showered him with compliments.

“You’re a genius, Norman! A very special existence,” he’d said.

The young Norman had heard his grandfather’s words and believed himself an almost supernatural prodigy. He’d liked to imagine backstories that explained just how special he was: that he’d been the reincarnation of the demon lord; that he’d been born with one magic eye; that his hair had gone white as a side effect of his naturally abundant mana. The list went on and on. The only thing that’d been irrefutable was his incredible talent for magic. Thus, a truly annoying person, a capable and powerful edgelord, had been born.

He’d fought the demon army for five years while acting the exact same way, and had even defeated one of the Seven Black Stars solo. However, eleven years after the war had ended, a realization at the age of thirty had hit him like a sharp slap on the cheek.

“Hold on a sec. Could I be, like, irredeemably cringe?”

Once he’d given it some thought, it’d occurred to him that no one had joined a party with

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