The Executed Sage Reincarnates as a Lich and Begins a War of Aggression

"That man killed the Demon King." Hey... "

Luciana glances at Henry with an indescribable look.

There was a complex mood inherent in it.

In the position of a former executive of the Four Heavens King, I may have something to think about.

"Are you convinced?

"Right there."

Luciana nods.

Having witnessed a series of fights, she seems to have to admit it.

Henry Blarkin is the ultimate weapon of a small country without exaggeration.

His ultimate weapon is the natural flesh and battle.

I don't have any special abilities like this, and I can't use magic.

Nonetheless, Henry boasts an unusual strength.

His methods of warfare are truly simple.

Take an enemy attack with extraordinary stubbornness and twist it down with the strength you've built up to the limit.

Even if it's a surprise attack, try to respond with intuition.

He was a man with no weaknesses that seemed weak.

The moody, crude Henry has a verse that he enjoys disobeying discipline.

Personally, it would definitely be dangerous.

You can call it antisocial.

But it is also convincing that the former kingdom tried to request cooperation during the Demon King's Crusade.

If Henry had joined the Demon King Crusade, the war situation would have carried him more favourably.

At the time, I was surprised when I heard the news of my imprisonment.

I'm still so impressed that I can remember this way.

"Retreat. I can't seem to wait any longer."

Henry showed his approach behavior, so I can push Luciana away with the wind.

In a sudden strong breeze, Luciana flew relaxed.

"Wow."

At the same time Luciana was out of sight, I ejected a blade of wind.

Three straight shots that raised the cutting force to the bottom.

It would be metal, but it is as powerful as it can be in two parts without difficulty.

"Oops."

Henry naturally advances against an invisible attack.

He swung the blade of the wind in a slight motion.

Is it sensing a slight shake in the air?

It has a very precise feeling.

"Hahaha, if you're going to kill me, you don't have enough!

Henry giggles and fills the distance, he leaps and kicks.

I give in and try to dodge.

Shortly afterwards, the legs passed with a stormy momentum.

"... eh"

Destruction sounds from the top of the head.

Apparently, the toe was plundered.

I have a sense of a scratched skull.

It's just not enough for this body to fall into inaction.

That is, not a great deal of damage.

I magically strengthened my own hands and aligned my fingers into the shape of a piercing hand.

Step in as you crack the floor and penetrate at the shortest distance.

"Whoa!"

Henry, who sounded happy, grabbed my wrist and stopped it.

It's a tremendous response rate.

I made him deal with it as if he knew.

Henry uses this power to throw me away.

(Normal sorcery doesn't reveal...)

When I generate a force field in the air, I bounce back by kicking it.

As he approached Henry, he fired a series of black fireballs that mixed his temper.

He crosses his arms to prevent the fireball, looks at the gap and retracts.

The sleeves burned in an instant, but no major scratches on the arms.

Even the fireball seems to be underpowered today.

"... Damn, the air is bad. Isn't that too much precipitation?

Henry complains as he coughs.

He doesn't like the feeling of drifting around.

There's just no sign of it being undead.

It's just a little depressing.

It's about time a normal person was transforming into a ghoul.

It's not that my powers are unwell.

Perhaps the vitality of his flesh is inhibiting erosion.

I was expecting contamination of the air from the passage of time, but it is a nasty physique.

It's so out of standard I don't think I'm just a human being.

…………

I calm down and observe Henry.

You can kill him if you mean it.

All you have to do is leave it to the near-inexhaustible magic to do a series of massive magic tricks that will change the terrain.

If you attack with the momentum to wipe out every capital, even Henry will be fine.

It was possible for me now.

In the first place, Henry doesn't have the means to kill me.

How good at physical attacks doesn't make me disappear.

Even if they destroy this body, they will only resurrect the undead of their subordination as a primitive body.

Bring it into a long battle and I will inevitably win.

But I was beginning to get interested in a human being named Henry.

Must be a waste of human resources to kill here.

Fortunately, he is in the extreme mood.

Essentially, because of his proximity to the villains, I have a feeling he will be forced to join the Demon King's Army depending on the negotiations.

With that in mind, I decided to make a suggestion to him.

"Henry Blarkin. Why don't you make a bet with me"

"... what?

Henry looks surprised when he unravels his scheme.

They were just unexpected.

At least he seems to be interested.

It is not a bad reaction to see the point of not attacking me full of gaps.

He was in an attitude of trying to listen for the first time.

"You put a prize on a one-horse winner. If I win, I want you to join the Demon King Army. If I lose, I'll make your wishes come true to the best of my ability."

"Hey, hey Demon King!?

Now Luciana is surprised.

She tried to rush over to me, so I hold it in my gaze.

It's an important phase.

I know how you feel, but I don't want to be disturbed.

Luciana nodded with a strange face, returning to a position of static observation.

You seem to have believed me for one second.

If she decided it was really dangerous, she wouldn't have been able to stop talking.

Henry, on the other hand, was thinking.

I am seriously considering my proposal.

After worrying for a while, he gave a fierce grin.

"- At dawn when I beat you, give me the Demon King's Army itself. Prisoner's life is over, and I wasn't sure what to do next. Looks like we're gonna have a good time fighting the world."

…………

I'm rigid with Henry's words.

That's the answer I didn't envisage.

I knew it was antisocial and moody, but I didn't know it was this much.

Curbing the passion I tell Henry consciously in a pale tone.

"... the role of Demon King is not to be prepared to live. I don't think it's up to you."

"Are you ready for that?

"Whatever."

I answer instantly.

At the bottom of the valley of the dead, he decided to bear everything.

There is no one who can replace me.

It was certain that it was never a role that could be lightly started.

…………

Henry stares at me.

What are you thinking after all?

I don't know at the moment.

It's unusual for him in the mood, and his true face continues.

"Take the bet or not. Let me hear your answer."

"Hmm..."

When I urge him, Henry arms up and thinks further.

Those eyes had a peek at different emotional colors than before.

It's not like hostility or war.

Rather, it is like even feeling familiar.

Before he could guess who it was, Henry spoke the answer.

"I've decided to ride. You can't miss out on such a delightful development. Let's make up our minds."

Henry, describing it as a delight, put up his fist and laughed.

And then he walks this way.