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Conqueror

Zieglind Reysh, corporate slave. Spent all his years studying materials he didn't need. Graduated college with a Historian diploma. But all of that were useless since he got a desk job selling stocks. Then one day, he heard a voice that no one can hear. The voice promises him a restart on his life. The conditions is, DEATH. He knew he was talking to a god of death. Will Zieglind accept this offer? Maybe yes, maybe no. But he realized that he accomplished nothing in the span of 20 years of his life. If he can be a new person then he'll choose one thing more than anything. A conqueror of the new world.

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Chapter 127 - New Starting Point

I looked up at the sky and tried to take in everything. "I'm back and so is the Crimson Order." I looked around and saw that this castle was cut in half by my swing and rubbles were everywhere.

I looked outside and all I could say was, "Holy crap…" Afal was there standing and around him is a giant hole. That's the aftermath of the fight? "Afal!" I called out to him.

"My lord." He jumped literally hundreds of meters away and managed to jump to where I was. He then kneeled.

He's the loyal type but this… hmm… I guess it's fine. "Stand up." I ordered him to and he did stand up. "How's the fight?"

"It's fine. I just needed to land a decisive blow."

"I see."

"…"

"Ehem. Find the others. I have an announcement to make."

"I will." Afal then disappeared.

After waiting for a while, they gathered to where I was. Everyone was beaten up and wounded. "I guess everyone won their battles?" I asked.