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

Standing in the air, I look down at Dorda.

sense of urgency to precipitate on the ground.

I'm even concerned about the slightest behavior.

The other person was that much.

"Dorda the Thunder Bomber" was an active pirate when I was a human being.

So much so that he was so magnificent that he was told that he could build a country with only the treasures he owned, roughing the seas around the world.

Neither did the demons, who had followed the previous demon kings, approach the waters under Dorda's control.

Only then can we see what his glory will be like.

The fact that Dorda was named a candidate for the Brave stems from the events in which he refused to assume the duties of the Demon King Crusade.

A different kingdom than the late kingdom asked him to be an evil, treacherous pirate.

It was the neck of the messenger who returned it.

He had a gold coin stuffed in his mouth.

It would be sarcasm to be Dorda.

All in all, he's a runaway and dangerous character, but he won't be harmed unless he gets close to the waters under his control.

For that reason, the countries had acquiesced to the Dorda pirates.

It is the norm to try to kill once in a while and be turned back.

Until the demon king was finally destroyed, Dorda was named a raw villain.

(I didn't know such pirates were in Imperial Capital ten years later...)

That's just unexpected.

For him, the empire was supposed to be a place without edge or affiliation.

Intelligence from a secret detective did mention knights who use thunder magic as cautionary figures.

But I didn't even know that trait.

I guess this was secret information, too.

What a strange encounter.

"I heard the Demon King was a despicable Necromancer, but apparently he made a mistake. Can you even fight in a heartbeat?"

Dorda says with heartfelt joy.

Even in front of the Demon King, I haven't felt a bit of fear.

I guess for him, who has dealt with sea demons over the years, Rich is not enough to take.

"Heart rolling, huh?" Thunder Boom "... not as good as you"

"Ho, isn't that a long time ago? It's an honor to be known to the Demon King."

Dorda says unexpectedly.

The honor must be a joke.

That's what his face says.

"You must have been a pirate. Why are you in Imperial City?"

"Ha ha! We're talking about years ago! The pirates retired when the love ship sank. I'm a hired general now."

Dorda, laughing heavily, said with her hands on her chest.

It is surprising that he had stopped being a pirate and became a general of the Empire.

"Are you swearing allegiance to the Empire?

"No way. Until Non just asked for an endless struggle. It's no different at sea or land. Empire was just the most convenient way to satisfy my desires."

This is a Dorda-like answer.

It's also unusual for a man who doesn't look as good for the word loyalty as he does.

As I said I would be hired, belonging to the Empire would be temporary.

It may feel like leisure time to Dorda.

"Well, that's about all the futile talk will do. Non has been ordered to defeat the Demon King. After you defeat your Lord, you must clean up all the immortals in the city."

With a glimpse of the devastated streets, Dorda sets up a battle axe in exhalation.

The violet electricity that was calming sounded and burst again.

In synergy with the magic of physical strengthening, it exerts an extraordinary power.

- Let's go.

Dorda dropped her hips and her figure blew at the next moment.

He runs through the universe drawing remnants and is slashed with a battle axe.

(Big speed)

During the conversation, I was enhancing my motor vision with witchcraft.

I don't have real eyes, but I'm sensually successful.

Dorda's behavior will no longer dazzle, as it did earlier.

"Hum."

Dorda waves down the battle axe.

It's a longitudinal trajectory.

A very simple attack, but approaching with a force and speed that is difficult to defend, is too much of a threat.

I flip myself on the verge of hitting the blade.

I had the feeling that the slaughter would cut my shoulder.

Never mind that, I stretch my distracted hand to Dorda's face.

"Guru......"

Dorda pulls the battle axe and retreats.

That's right. He wants to avoid direct blows to his temper, too.

The lightning magic output seems to prevent some distraction, but it also seems to have limitations.

(I mean, if you can touch it, you can end it)

I express a curse from my hand and try to get Dorda tangled up.

No matter how much he is, he won't be able to prevent it until it's undead.

"Noooo!?

Dorda, a little surprised, slashes and lays down the impending bamboo with a battle axe.

They also have extraordinary reaction speeds.

Dozens of pigeons were instantly broken up.

I don't care if I keep generating the pigeons.

(Terrible strength. But no)

In a series of exchanges I am convinced.

"Dorda the Thunder Bomber" is not a threat that could kill the Demon King.

It stays within the boundaries of the strong human being.

At least, he wasn't just there to stall my steps.

If this is an encounter by the will of the world, it is a licked one.

I turn my consciousness elsewhere while Dorda slashes the cunt.

It was the nearest turret installed on the outer wall.

(10) fixed by means of a

I relieved the surgery and erased the restraint.

Further use the ex-pilot undead in the turret to pivot the cannon.

It was Dorda's back to aim.

(The shells are loaded. I can shoot anytime)

I got confirmation. I fired the shells.

Dorda, who cuts off the wax, reacts to shelling from behind.

"What, whoa, whoa!?

When he slammed the battle axe on the impending shell, he strayed from orbit as he scattered a spark.

Boom and thunderbolt with storm.

The damaged tip shell passes by Dorda and me.

(Surprised. Can you retreat from the current shelling?)

I raise Dorda's ratings.

It is the owner of an unusual skill and strength.

Definitely a person who deserves to be called a hero.

If only my personality and predisposition were good, I could have really been a brave man.

I had a hegemony that just made me think so.

"... eh"

Dorda leaks a small groan.

His battle axe was damaged and blood was shed from both arms at the price of having spent the shells.

The tortured muscles reached their limits.

The bones would also be broken.

I almost got rid of the battle axe now.

I approach such Dorda from behind.

He tangled his limbs and sealed the counterattack motion.

Dorda turns a joyful glance over her helmet.

Blue eyes were raging and fierce.

"Mi, brilliant -"

Listening to that whine, I flash with one finger aligned.

Dorda's neck danced through the universe.

The head wearing the helmet burns with a black flame, becoming dust and disappearing.

Throw away the tangled body.

Dorda's body disappears into the streets of the Empire City as blood erupts from the cross section.

When I see that, I land on the outer wall.

(The Empire is desperate to strengthen its power. Were you even exploring it in continental domination?

I was hiring that Dorda as a general, though I'm not sure of the exact time of year.

The enthusiasm for aggression against other countries is genuine.

Leaving it alone, it could have shown further darkness.

It seemed right to intervene at this stage.

I got in the way a little bit, but my schedule hasn't changed.

I'm going to take away the Empire's hidden material as it is.

I think I'll get everything done by sundown and walk away quickly.