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

Having finished my conversation with the Great Spirit, I return to the Royal Castle.

Between the sights, Grom and Luciana waited.

"Demon King, you must not be injured!?

"Looks like something amazing was coming, okay?

Grom and Luciana rushing over.

I ask as I hold them back.

"What's wrong with both of you?"

"What's the matter with you and these things, I've been waiting for you worried. I'm glad it wasn't a fight."

Luciana breathes relief.

Though he didn't fit on the spot, he just seemed to have detected the signs of the Great Spirit.

He also noticed me accompanying him and was in a hurry.

"He said the Great Spirit just wanted to talk. I didn't have any particular problems."

"Was it..."

When I told him, Grom stroked his chest down.

Luciana, on the other hand, sighs in dismay.

"Demon King Sama, you're so bold... Dwight, I thought you were more of a jerk."

"Right."

Logan was telling me the same thing.

From those who know my lifetime, they can still see spiritual transformation.

Being bold as a demon king is not bad.

Let's see it as a compliment.

Grom, who had made his residence right, stretched his spine for a Dead Kingdom ceremony salute.

"Lord Demon, the formation of the army is complete. You'll be ready in no time."

"Okay. You guys stay by the army. I'll be on my way."

When I tell you, Grom and Luciana each reply and leave the room.

The two of them are familiar with the steps around here.

Even if I don't give you any particular orders, I'll split them up and do what I need.

They work together every day, but they're actually very good.

There is also excellent collaboration.

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I, alone, pay attention to the side of the throne.

There was a floating crystal of remains and a sword of shapes erected.

It hasn't changed a bit since I stood here.

The lab makes us look into the resuscitation of the dead, but there have been no useful findings yet.

It just makes me feel painful that it's just not even possible.

I can't help it all.

I know it's hard to achieve.

I just had to try my temper.

Fortunately, I have no time constraints.

I don't care about old age or longevity and can move forward for a purpose.

In the process, we should also study the resuscitation of the dead.

I never give up.

The transformation of the world is certainly progressing.

The future he wanted was approaching.

I wanted to show you that.

"- Please help me again"

I walk over to the pedestal, put in a no and then take the sword of shapes.

I had a feeling we should take it to the fight tonight.

The last time I used this sword was in battle with the Virgin Machia.

Quite a few months have passed since then, but swordsmanship has neither faded nor faded.

The blade that once slaughtered the Demon King will this time slay a lot of humans.

(What will he do...)

All I think about is John Doe, the engineer of the Magic Country.

It was still unclear whether he was being interfered with by the will of the world.

John Doe should be murdered if he's going to make it all right.

He is just a technician.

Unlike brave men and virgins, direct combat skills are low.

Even the secret detective's information was about the same level as the average person.

Sophisticated, to the extent that magic can be used, that is beyond the reach of a full-time magician.

Killing would therefore be easy.

The question is whether it is okay to kill John Doe.

His invention brings abundant life to people.

There is hesitation that it will crumble.

It was clear from looking at the group of weapons he was involved in that John Doe had an idea that went off track.

Undisputed genius.

If his imagination is harnessed in another way, it will be left to the grace of many.

It was desirable, even for me, for peace to be built in a world of increased convenience.

I just can't leave my present magical country alone.

The sin of using imperial aristocracy to steal the secret stones of the Great Spirit is heavy.

It is a move contrary to world peace and has resulted in useless confusion.

"... Hmm"

For the time being, I decided to put my conclusions on hold.

John Doe's treatment is decided after talking to him once.

In some cases, you can pull it out into the demon kingdom.

We can borrow his brains while removing threats from the human side.

Let's figure out who John Doe is before we judge everything.

Kill without hesitation if you have dangerous ideas or if there is no room for reconciliation or deference.

Though I thought about it, world peace is still the most important thing.

Those who disturb it must be eliminated immediately.

The only existence that would be a threat was the Demon King's Realm.

Other than that, I will scrape it off.

Consolidating my policy, I went to the castle on a transfer.

In the darkness of the night, the demon king's army is aligned.

A light source of sorcery lit up its appearance.

This time it is also a mixed army of undead, demons, humans and elves.

With a total of about 10,000 people, there are more people who can use magic than usual.

It would be to deal with weapons whose opponents excelled in ranged attacks.

The rest of the force will be procured locally as usual.

Adding an extra undead would be quite a size.

"Hey, Admiral. Are you ready?"

It's Henry who's been speaking out in an easygoing state.

He is the same attitude in his nervousness.

"I'm ready. What about you?"

"Of course not. Dorda's getting better too."

Henry said so, shouldering Dorda, who was by his side.

Attracted Dorda moves the old wolf's jaw.

"Neck... non, c, hull..."

"Look, isn't it perfect?

"... right"

I nod and respond to the confident Henry.

A nearby delivery guy said something, but wise they are silent.

"The enemy comes with numerous unknown weapons. Be careful."

"Copy that. I'll tell them which weapon is superior."

In response to my attention, Henry laughs with a bow.

It's not chronic in his case.

It is a statement based on solid strength and knowledge of the opponent's fighting power.

It would be comforting if he and Dorda were on the front line.

Even a golem would easily destroy it.

Daily training also facilitates working with subordinates.

Next, I headed to Logan on the edge of the Demon King's Army.

"Are you feeling all right now? He said he was in therapy."

"... sorry"

Logan apologizes a little awkwardly.

You would have pushed the dialogue with the Great Spirit only on me.

I shake my head to the side and answer.

"Never mind. I know how you feel. More than that this time, please."

"Leave it to me."

This time we plan to bring it to a short showdown, not a long one.

Quickly reclaim the secret stone and make contact with John Du.

That's all I'm here for.

It seems that the secret stone is in the capital of the Magic Country.

Ask Logan to help us find out more about the location.

There should be no difficulty, as the secret detective has also named the storage of the candidate.

I jumped up into the air and took a position where I could look down at the Demon King's Army.

Let's put our hands up there so we can understand each other.

The deliveries, who saw my signal, stood at once.

The quiet heat is swirling.

Increased morale dominated the venue.

- That's not bad.

Just making sure of that, I exercised metastatic witchcraft.