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

A few nights later.

In celebration of his victory over the Empire, a banquet had been held in the Wang capital.

The beginning was Luciana, and she suggested to me.

It is her argument that the Demon King's Army, which has only repeated the war, will need to breathe.

I certainly don't think that's a mistake.

Anyway, I have to give the delivery a rest of my mind.

First, physical and mental health is paramount.

If you can't, you'll be broke sooner or later.

You should have understood that, but you couldn't do anything about it, for one thing, it would be my lack of consideration.

I deplored that at Luciana's suggestion.

Either way, nothing advances with all the reflection.

I talked to other executives about hosting the banquet.

Henry was very much in agreement.

Says he wants to drink and make a fuss.

It's his kind of honest opinion.

Although Grom did not agree, he did not raise any particular objections.

Since I was not against it, it was a saying that it was okay to hold it otherwise.

Maybe it's not very aggressive because it's a body you can't drink and eat.

Still, I didn't even look as disgusted as I disagreed.

Based on the above background, the executives were unanimous.

That is how the banquet was held this evening.

In the squares and streets of Wangdu, there were demons all overflowing.

Because of the large number, a nearby area had turned into a venue.

Countless meals and barrels line the table placed everywhere.

They seemed cheerfully eating and drinking and enjoying themselves.

I float above and observe the pattern of the banquet.

"Whoa! Bring more! Ha ha! Don't hesitate. Drink!

I could hear you in a good mood.

Henry is the one who makes me laugh.

He was shouldering Dorda with no neck, emptying one glass after another.

I'm making a fuss about involving the demons around me.

Henry is very close to the demons just because he usually serves as a combat training instructor.

I was deepening my friendship over the hedges of the race.

There should be a lot of people suffering from hangovers the next morning, so maybe we can have medication for them while we're at it.

At a slightly remote point, Luciana was gracefully evening with his men Sacubus.

Quiet compared to near Henry.

Instead of an atmosphere such as a banquet, they were dressed in spilled clothes and enjoying standing meals.

Either that or it's a sight close to a social gathering.

"It's late! I thought the dish would get cold!

Grom, furious at his subordination, was somehow cooking the ingredients.

In a compartment set in the corner of the banquet, he uses his eight arms to produce a host of dishes.

Surprising voices were rising from all around.

I can tell from a distance that you're quite handy.

I guess there was a cook among the dead who made up him.

Grom draws on the technology to cook.

His dishes seem to be very popular, with empty plates and ingredients carried in one after another.

Grom looks in a good mood, even as he scolds his subordination.

I guess he himself is feeling better by being relied upon.

I enjoy the banquet, even though I can't eat and drink.

In a remote place, the humans also had a banquet.

It's from all over Demon King's territory.

There's still a psychological wall, and I'm not familiar enough to mix it up with the demons to exchange alcohol.

However, there were a handful of people who were still talking to demons.

It's not a more sinister atmosphere than I thought.

It's like exploration and exploration, but we're trying to pack a distance from each other.

It's a really good trend.

I hope you get close at this rate.

Although he was absent from the Wang capital, he also delivered liquor and food to the elves of the World Tree Forest.

They should be having a banquet by now too.

Though it's still difficult right now, I want to be able to call them to the King's Capital in any case.

(That's a big deal. Well, that's natural, too)

Post-processing in imperial warfare is complete.

The Demon King's Army invaded imperial territory from the east to the west, making it a new demon kingdom in front of the Empire.

To reinforce that claim, I even draw rivers instead of borders with my witchcraft.

It would be an easy indicator to understand.

This invasion will have taken roughly 20% of the imperial territory.

In addition, the imperial capital was half-baked, and both the fame and the power of the mighty nation were lost.

However, a recurrence is sufficiently possible.

All you have to do is work together in each city left within the Empire and take advantage of the vast amount of national territory.

Resources are also luxurious, and connections with partner countries can be used.

Ideally, they would only plan to retaliate against the Tiger Sight and the Demon King Army without foolish imitation.

For the future, we intend to monitor trends in each country.

There is no need to fight further in a row from here.

In the wake of the weakening of the empire, the nations will see more or less movement.

That's about it.

Back in history, the Empire has never suffered all that damage.

It is a mighty nation founded at the end of victory with aggression.

I remember taking the initiative to overthrow the Demon Clan even at a time when the previous Demon King was active.

The surrounding countries are forced to make their own choices because such empires weakened without a shadow to see them.

(What kind of standing around do you show...)

My prediction is that there will be a country out there that wants to belong to the demonic kingdom.

He will understand that he is not hostile in military power and will show obedience before he is destroyed.

I can feel it early, but let's say it's a wise decision.

I do not deny that idea.

It is not one hand to give up.

I just don't think all countries will adopt the same choice.

There must always be an attack on the Demon King's realm - at the end there must be a country looking to crusade the Demon King.

The operation may still be steadily under way, working out countermeasures from the damage of the empire.

What awaits ahead of obedience to the immortal?

If you imagine that end of the line, the psyche that doesn't give up resistance would be natural.

It is not a great battle, but a battle for the survival and dignity of mankind.

For one thing, the Demon King Army will stop the invasion and for the time being focus on the development of the territory.

I also want to develop weapons in parallel.

Because of this, I brought back numerous materials and prototypes from Imperial City.

I wanted to be able to operate weapons.

The suburbs of the World Tree Forest are also set to be explored.

I still have a strong inconvenience due to the relationship I have brought to that area with force moves from afar.

I want to take care to make it easier for the elves to live.

Confusion about changes in the environment would also not have been completely dispelled.

It is also a challenge to make our relationship with them good.

(Looks like we'll be expecting some turbulence in the future)

Being a Demon King means being an enemy of the world.

Until then, when lives will be lost, the deliveries will throw themselves into the war.

No, even if I lose my life, I'll keep fighting as an undead.

The demon king named me, who repeats it, can be described as cruel and outrageous without help.

(This evening's feast is a precious breath. if you don't enjoy it at all)

I flash when I see a thriving delivery.

I may not be able to say it's a good idea, but there was something I wanted to try.

With my arms above my head, I exercise magic.

Countless fireballs were released from his fingertips.

They can play the moon in the background when they make a tall sound and jump up.

With the loud bursting noise, he scattered a brilliant light.

I fine-tune the same procedure in a row.

Colorful fireballs struck out one after another in the night sky.

That's how you create a fantastic sight.

The delivery cheered me up.

The applause and finger whistle also ring together.

The reaction was superior.

I was anxious to be welcomed, but it seemed to work.

- I continued to add colour to the night sky as I watched the vibrant streets of the King's Capital.