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

"Definitely stop eating here. Wow! Don't make me break through anything!

One soldier - the captain entrusted with this occasion shouts.

A spear pierced that face.

It was the work of Skeleton, who drove off.

The individual who murdered the captain is immediately slaughtered by other soldiers.

Most importantly, this damage is minor.

The credit for crushing the chain of command is enormous.

Besides, if I distract myself, the damaged skeleton rises and throws itself away again and hits the soldiers.

This is a city in the north of the kingdom.

Currently, I was in the process of invading with one hundred and twenty subordinates.

Breaking down the main entrance with my magic and adding a stand-up soldier to the undead, while proceeding towards the Lords' Hall.

"Damn, it keeps gushing...... ugh!

"If you have time to cry, shut up and fight -"

"Shit, they even use arrows!

The soldiers are forced to struggle.

I can't reach the arrows unleashed by the undead.

Fighting back and defeating a few bodies is ineffective.

Besides, an avant-garde undead penetrates them ignoring the damage.

Some of them were the appearance of several orgasms with large shields.

It's Luciana's demon.

On this expedition, we tried to get him to join the battle on a trial basis.

Auga approaches the soldier's attack without taking it for granted.

With that mighty force, he shook down the stick and collapsed the soldier's formation with one blow.

More roaring and provoking a state of panic.

(Hmm, not bad)

Auga was well acquainted with the army of the undead.

I don't have a problem letting them fight together.

On the contrary, it meshes beautifully.

Auga breaks down the soldier and the undead arrives there.

Eat and spread the holes in the formation with the outward look of sacrifice.

It's a brilliant corrugated attack.

The Lords' Hall was fast approaching.

"Lower human beings. Lie down before the immortal king......!

Grom, who commands the army, puts up his cane.

The treasure balls on the handles emitted and unleashed the black fireball.

The fireball that draws the parabola bursts straight into the lord's hall as it crosses the soldiers' heads.

The burst of pitch-black flames rose and the museum began to burn well.

The soldiers are distracted by you and subjected to the relentless pursuit of the undead and the orga in that gap.

Watching a series of sights, I speak up to Grom.

"The purpose of this one is not annihilation. Don't overdo it."

Grom, who was pointed out, came by my side only after being cat-backed.

He slams his ears slightly.

"No, Demon King. This is a necessary procedure. If obedience is strong, intimidation is just enough to make you feel excessive."

Grom is strangely confident.

I cautioned because I thought you were drunk and crazy about killing, but you don't seem to be losing sight of purpose.

Maybe he's making adjustments for himself.

Returning to his original position, Grom unleashed a black fireball again.

"Huhahahahahaha, let me show you the power of my abyss"

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I had a headache when I was delighted.

I'm worried I've really lost sight of my purpose.

Grom seems to like his behavior as an evil.

It is good to be feared by people.

But in his case, he has too much power.

Incorrect addition or subtraction could have destroyed them as they were.

I have trouble with that this time.

I must keep an eye on my actions so that they do not radicalize.

Then we kicked our soldiers to the Lords' Hall.

Soon he will take control of the building and discover the lord who is the ruler of this city.

"Fuck, don't come! You filthy immortals!

The lord crawls on the floor as he calls.

The escort had already transformed into a ghoul.

Therefore there is no one to protect him.

"... you. It's something I don't think I'm going to die of. Let's use it as raw bait for livestock at the end of bitterness."

Grom says in an awesome voice.

He couldn't forgive the lord's ramblings.

I think the filthy immortal describes me more accurately than this.

"I'll do it from here. Stay back."

"Ha!"

When I told him, Grom quickly retreated and knelt.

It is the same obedience.

"The immortal who destroyed the king's capital..."

The lord shrugs.

He was sweating a lot and blued to the extreme.

So much so that I wonder if it would fall if I let it go.

I look down at a helpless man.

"You're the lord."

If so, what is it?

"I'll take care of it"

I grabbed the lord's neck and lifted it.

Slap it straight against the wall.

"Ah, Gu... Huh!?

As soon as possible, the lord peels off his white eyes, moves his hands and feet and breaks out.

White smoke rose from all over her body, and her skin discoloured and melted.

Furthermore, as it drifts, it tears and liquefies.

Rapidly corrupting lords eventually collapsed with only bones.

Dark liquid lingers at your feet.

"... Well"

I moved my neck and looked at the edge of the room.

There's a shivering human consolidating there.

The lord's wife and children.

"If you don't want this to happen, submit to me. If you do, I won't take it to my life."

"Hih, hi no... ugh"

To my advice, the lord's family is terribly frightened.

Suspicious if the content is conveyed, but it would be counterproductive to ask.

I would not think I would be a fool to imitate because I should have been given enough fear.

The lord here tried to plunder the territory obscured by our invasion.

They didn't show coordination by prioritizing self-interest.

He was only concerned about the moisture of his nostalgia, without interest such as the manifestation of the Demon King.

That is not in line with the way humanity will be in the future.

That's why they let me be the object of the show.

"Let's go."

I turn my heel back and give the signal.

The armies of the undead withdrew simultaneously from the Lords' Hall.

We walk idle, bloody streets.

"No, that's the Demon King! It's brilliant."

Grom admires me as I wipe my hand with a handkerchief.

I shook my head and responded.

"The rhetoric is good. How's it going?"

"Yes, lords everywhere have expressed their obedience to the Demon King one after the other. Sounds like the solemn purpose of showing off is in effect. At this rate, domination of the entire continent is not a dream either!

"Right."

I am satisfied with Grom's report.

Roughly thirty days have passed since the remnants of the Demon King's Army led by Luciana visited.

I am using metastatic magic to systematically destroy the kingdom.

At the same time, we are building the soil for mankind to cooperate.

Like this time lords, self-centered, leaping humans were in turn obliterating.

I don't want the expansion of people pulling each other's legs.

Those who do not have co-ordination are unnecessary but vicious.

Those authentic efforts had led the domestic lords to show me their willingness to obey.

It's a wise decision.

If we turn our teeth, we know the territory will be an undead nest.

Ask them not to actively interfere and live as they have always done.

Obedience is also an on-the-spot lie, and I don't care if it's true or not.

It is also natural psychology to look at treason opportunities.

Rather, it was ideal to be in a state of collaboration with other lords under the water.

The plot to destroy me basically lets me swim.

Humans should cooperate with each other with the common purpose of crusading the Demon King.

The status quo, centered on the fallen King's Capital, defines it as the Demon King's Land with regard to the subjugated domestic territory.

It would be quite vast in terms of force maps.

The only substantial dominion is the King's Capital, but I don't really care.

The fact that it invaded almost all of the kingdom, even if only on the surface, was important.

Having accomplished my purpose in this city, I exercise metastatic magic.

Returned to the king's capital with all his men.

Through the main gate, Luciana stood there.

She rushes over in light footsteps.

"Oh, Demon King Sama. Good afternoon. You'll be back soon."

"We settled smoother than planned. Thanks for all the excellent manpower."

Those orgasms deserve credit for their work.

The undead alone could make a breakthrough, but the invasion speed is still out of step.

Luciana proudly breasted my words.

"Right! Atashi worked out perfectly! It's a pleasure to help you."

Luciana narrowed her eyes and had packed her distance with a glossy look.

She whispers in a whisper as she strokes my body.

"Hey, Demon King Sama. Would you like some tea after this? Alone, of course."

"Demon King! You mustn't ride this woman's invitation! I'm sure we're up to something good!

The obstruction of the iron wall by Grom went in.

It is no longer the usual sight.

There's no harm in it, so I can't stop it.

Luciana, away from me, puts her finger on her lips and conceives.

"Yeah... well, it's not a good thing, in a way"

"Did you hear that, Demon King! I finally confessed! You dirty sacubus, let me give you my immediate guidance...... Shh!

"Be quiet. Then we'll meet later."

When I cautioned lightly, they turned this way at the same time.

And argue with a strong tone.

"Then it doesn't fit!

"Well, that doesn't fit!

Wouldn't these two be somehow close?

It is an alignment that I have to think so.

Approximately the two of us scattering sparks, I walked out on the road to the castle.

Grom and Luciana then follow as they deserve.

I still felt close to him to see him interrupt the fight saying he was perfect.

In the end, the three of us go down the street.

Few changes had taken place in the sight of the fallen king city.

Goblins running along the side of the road are carrying materials.

Orcs who receive it repair damaged buildings with tools.

Across the street, Cobolt was plowing a field made of vacant land.

I am working hard using the shovel.

Flying across the sky is a sacubus.

They collect supplies that have been abandoned all over the King's Capital.

The man-made rubble giant removes the remains of the building in turn.

It would be someone's user-demon golem.

Materials that are still likely to be used will be transported by the gathered goblins.

They are the remnants of the Demon King's Army, under Luciana's command.

By allowing him to live in the castle, he began to develop the city voluntarily.

I spend my days laboring to make my life a little richer.

Some of them were human, albeit marginal.

A slave who was disputed by the remnants of the party.

He says he has specialized skills or is treasured because his hands are clever.

Some of them were able to use magic, and they were able to adapt to the environment even though it was not easy.

I admire those sights.

"Urban development is going well."

"A single pioneering technique has been learned in the last decade. Because I couldn't live without it. This is a privileged place even if it's too intense."

"Naturally. Even though it fell, it was the King's capital."

The temper that spread to the city had concentrated on the castle.

Because of health hazards to other demons and humans.

High concentrations of temper can be poisonous for living humans and demons.

I can now live without hindrance.

By the way, large quantities of undead are kept underground in the castle and in the city warehouses.

The expedition to various places had rapidly increased the number, and the inability to accommodate had allowed him to roam the outskirts of Wang Du.

As things stand, it's the biggest power in terms of numbers.

I'm going to take care of it.

Back at the castle, I looked down the street from the balcony.

And it's an incredible view.

An air-coated and polluted area is starting to function as a key point of life again.

Moreover, humans and demons coexist.

It's a sight I never dreamed of in my lifetime.

It would be really great.

I want true world peace.

The peace spinning in these ways was also welcome.

Though within just one city, I rejoice that the inhabitants live without regard to race.

It would be ideal if this could be achieved on a global scale, but that would be very difficult.

There will always be a debacle.

It is founded because it is small in a limited space called Wang Du.

(Placing great evil is still the best solution to creating peace on a global scale)

Regardless, we intend to protect the inhabitants from incoming foreign enemies.

They are already the people of my country.

Instead, have the demon kings rear their foundations.

It is precisely the unanimity of interests.

That's when I heard a sharp roar.

I turn my gaze toward my voice.

It is a further place on the corner of the city, where it was a training ground for the Knights.

If you look at it, the demons were conducting simulated combat in a group.

We are holding it on a voluntary basis for the battle.

It is a very good trend.

(You have to live up to their motivation...)

The good invasion led to more than 70% of the kingdom.

It will also be a matter of time before we rule the whole territory.

From here, the scourge of war gradually spreads.

That is, an invasion outside the country.

(How do countries move to a more serious situation? That's where it matters)

The status quo, no announcement whatsoever.

Probably because of the undead damage being retained within the kingdom.

I'm seeing how things are going.

The ruling class in the surrounding countries seems to be more optimistic than imagined about the next demon king.

So I decided to move aggressively.

I do not intend to keep the manifestation of a new demon king in a disaster only within the kingdom.

Engage the whole world and scratch it thoroughly.

I won't let anyone else call me HR.

We must demonstrate our leadership as immortal kings.