The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations

The knight standing before him was none other than Gascot. The very man who had fallen in battle against Ghislain had now been resurrected as a Death Knight.

At first, Gascot did not comprehend the situation. It was only after inspecting his body and the surroundings that he realized what had happened.

“This power of darkness… has turned me… into a Death Knight…?”

His voice, now deeper and more resonant than before, echoed ominously. His burning gaze made it clear—he was seething with rage.

“So, you really were a Black Mage… You used that energy you injected into me at the last moment… I wasn’t wrong…”

Rumble…

Gascot’s energy surged. His aura was even stronger than when he had reached the peak of his power in life.

With a roar filled with fury, he bellowed:

“Haha! So now you’ve turned me into a cursed existence! I cannot forgive this!”

Kwaaaah!

Unleashing a fierce wave of energy, Gascot swung his sword. The dark blade, forged by his will, seemed as though it could cleave through the very world itself.@@novelbin@@

Kaaaang!

Blocking the strike with his staff, Ghislain spoke.

“Wait, at least hear me out.”

“I have nothing to say to a Black Mage.”

Gascot had no intention of engaging in conversation. After all, to lift this curse, he had to kill the Black Mage who had resurrected him.

Seeing Gascot’s unwavering hostility and his relentless attempts to overpower him, Ghislain quickly continued speaking.

“Think about it—don’t you find it strange that you still have free will?”

“…What?”

“If I had intended to use you as a mere slave, why would I allow you to retain your consciousness?”