'Did I die?'
He felt strange.
His senses felt dull just like when he had just woken up from a dream, and his head hurt as if it would split.
At that time, he felt a strong impact in the back of his head.
"This bastard of a newcomer slipping out! You dare to get asleep while we are on standby for training?"
Grey looked back with his cloudy eyes while touching the back of his head.
"Oh? Are you glaring at me right now?"
A robust man with a square chin.
He couldn't see well because his field of vision bothered him, but Gray could know who he was.
It was certainly Peter.
The senior of the 4th year Class, with the weapon specializing in hammer 20 years ago.
'But he died in the war 17 years ago.....'
"You didn't die?"
Gray asked out of reflex with no malice.
However, Pete's expression wasn't that good.
A punch flew along with a curse.
Gray rolled after being hit.
A severe pain could be felt.
'Damn it. Waht happened to my body that even metal can't penetrate?'
He moved his chin.
At that time, he saw his right hand and his body.
A really feeble body.
On top of that, the back of his hand was soft and clean.
'What is this? Why is my hands look young and weak? '
Everything made him question.
At that time, someone hurriedly came to him and stopped him.
"Gray. Are you crazy? Why are you so suddenly like this?"
A noise so small it seemed it was whispering to him.
Gray slowly turned his head and looked at the owner of the voice.
Gray asked in a surprised expression.
Gray's face was much more surprised than when he saw Peter.
"Why are you here....? No, you got younger on top of that?"
Bastie didn't die.
On top of that, he couldn't die.
Because after he inherited his father's title and became duke of Oyevalon kingdom, he didn't show himself in dangerous places like battlefields.
However, he couldn't understand more than anything how he got young. It made him remember the first time they met 20 years ago.
"Are you crazy?"
Bastie slapped him with a hurried expression.
At that moment, Grey felt that his consciousness got clearer.
Just like the fog in his head was lifted.
And the dull senses became sharp just like before.
When that happened, he could clearly see the scene before him.
'Is this the Knight Academy barracks?'
He was certain.
He was certain that it was the barracks the Knight Academy used 20 years ago.
It wasn't a thing such as heaven or hell.
On top of that, the people that were seated in a line on the floor.
They were all familiar faces.
'My comrades from the reserve troop from 18 years ago? What happened? Did I not die?"
A confusing situation.
However, his thoughts didn't last for long.
Because Peter approached him and kicked him.
Grey rolled in the floor and quickly curled himself.
He hid his vitals by instinct.
But fortunately, Peter couldn't continue kicking him.
It was because the entrance of the barracks opened and a middle aged man with scary eyes appeared.
"What are you doing!"
A sharp voice.
Grey recognized the owner of that voice even without looking at him.
'The 'Devil' Instructor Thano.'
His head started to roll.
'I didn't die.'
He slowly pinched the inner sides of his tigh.
An intense pain.
'It's not even a dream.'
Then only one thing remains.
'Did I return to the past?'
It was difficult to believe, but it had the highest probabilities.
If that also wasn't it, maybe the past 20 years of his life was just a dream.
'Whatever it is, i'm still alive.'
It was enough for him with just that.
Grey slowly stood up from that place and returned to his seat.
Thano frowned but he didn't keep talking.
He didn't have the leisure to do so right now.
"Everybody prepare. I will up today's training."
At that moment, everybody's faces became distorted.
"Oh damn. My body atill hurts from yesterday's training."
" Now that the training difficulty increase i don't know if i still have a strength to wake up tomorrow."
"Shit..i nearly puke yesterday."
"Well good luck i think you need to prepare bucket for later."
They talked among themselves and soothed their regretful feelings. Thano clapped.
"Everybody shut your mouths and move quickly! Draco take care of the newcomers."
Draco that was tall and had a slim body replied in a loud voice and approached Grey.
"Everybody take your helmets and your armor."
At his words, the newcomer soldiers including Bastie started to slowly equip their armor.
Draco looked at Grey and said as if he was growling.
"You stupid bastard. You too wear it quickly. I'm looki...."
He couldn't finish his words.
Grey had skillfully equipped the armour and even finished organizing his bed in an instant.
'What is this bastard? Why is he so skilled?'
Draco was at a loss of words for a moment.
Only looking at how he was packing the quilts was even a step higher than himself.
'I did these kind of things for 20 years.'
Gray put a bitter smile.
Draco wanted to say something else, but as he had nothing to point out he turned back with a disappointed face.
At that time, Bastie's voice rang through his ear.
A voice so small it seemed he was whispering him.
As Grey looked back Bastie pointed the luggage bag and his messy bunk. He put a pitiable face.
'You really are the same as 20 years ago.'
He was also like this back then.
Bastie at that time was timid and didn't have any talent. But on top of that he had a small body so he always asked him for help.
Gray walked towards him and shook his head after folding his quilts in a quick manner.
'For this guy to become the duke of Oyevalon kingdom surpassing the commander in chief.....'
Just looking at him right now, was something unbelievable.
'He was lucky. His life became better when he was force by his father to became the apprentice of the genius Knight Sir Seig Hart.....'
At that moment, Gray's eyes became round wide.
His fingers trembled.
"Gray. What happened?"
Bastie put on a worried expression but it wasn't a situation where he could mind that.
'If it's true that I returned to the past, then I know what's going to happen from now on.'
Although he didn't remember all of the small details and accidents, he did remember the news that made the world shake.
Especially, the battles and wars he faced the past 18 years. He remembered it all clearly to the point that if he was asked to make a report of it, he could write it all down.
His heart beat faster.
'I can become one.'
His two eyes became filled with hot passion.
'This time, I can become one.'
Roan's face became bright red.
'This time, I can really become a great knight. A great knight commander that can really command the entire nation.'
His smile became dim.
The memories, experiences and information he had weren't in the level to satisfy him only with being a great general.
He strongly clenched his fist.
'At least, I should build a new kingdom.'
From old times, they said to dream bigger.
The objective of his past life was becoming a great knight.
But he became a common knight.
So the objective in this life was becoming a King or emperor and help human race rise.
'If that's so, won't I at least become a commander?'
On top of that, the starting line in this life was already different.
Because he knew what was going to happen from now on.
For now, his highest priority is to survive today's training.