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

"Gicky."

With a tall voice, a goblin attacked me directly from the front.

The stick is held in its hand, and it swings straight down at me.

It was a blow that pushed the roughness along with the majesty.

That said, it's not something I can't deal with.

I moved a training wooden sword and flushed an approaching stick.

To the unexpected result, Goblin falls ill.

Seeing a knee kick in its belly, Goblin sprayed a bubble and smothered.

She peels off her white eyes, but she adds and subtracts them firmly.

You won't die.

If you leave it alone, someone should be able to heal you with magic.

Following a goblin that has become incapable of combat, each senses signs from left to right.

There was a pig-headed oak on the left and a big ghost orga on the right.

Each one of them tries to pinch it and strike simultaneously.

"Not a bad collaboration."

Against the spike of an oak spear, I strayed from orbit with a wooden sword tangled in my eartip.

There stood a fist-waving ogre.

The spear spike pierces the flank of the orga, thereby blunting the movement of the orga.

Just a flash of gap, but enough time for me.

I thrust my palm bottom into the face of the oak.

The nosebleed-scattered oak causes the upper body to lean back heavily.

Late he flipped his impending Auga fist and kicked its defenseless jaw.

Two demons faint at the same time.

At that time, there was a man approaching without sound from behind.

I turn around leaning back.

There stood a cobolt with a knife protruding.

Kobolt is surprised that the attack failed.

"Calm your heart. I know the whole thing."

I step in with my torso inverted and poke the torso of the cobolt with an elbow punch.

Cobolt lost his mind unbearably after screaming.

I made sure of that. I put the wooden sword down.

There was a line of demons in the surroundings.

They are watching over this one in a tense manner.

I tell the demons in a pale tone.

"As individuals encourage more training. That's all from me."

I left the scene when I gave a wooden sword to a nearby subordinate.

Taking that as a signal, the demons go back to self-training in a deliberate fuss.

This is a training ground in King's Town.

Today, in the hope of his subordination, he followed an archery.

All I got in the Valley of the Dead wasn't just the power of temper.

He was taking over the memories and experiences of those who lost their lives in that land.

Besides the swordsmanship of previous braves, it also includes several techniques.

I didn't leave them on my back.

This time they let me use that for the development of the distribution.

Today, the Demon King's Army boasts an overwhelming power.

If the total number alone outweighs the armies of other countries, and a large number of undead are refraining from fear of death.

However, you seem to be chronic there, you'll get your legs snapped sooner or later.

Now we were in the phase of improving the quality of the Demon King's Army.

Decades after defeating the Holy Sword Brave.

We finally have control of the whole kingdom.

Everything will be turned into demonic kingdoms, and kingdoms will have disappeared from the map.

Even though it was a great nation with a long history, doom is something to be visited upon.

That also became a big separation for me.

Regardless, we will continue to watch out for rebellion.

It didn't make the whole kingdom an undead nest.

Everywhere was dotted with territory that had surrendered and escaped the damage.

I don't know when he's going to rip our fangs off, although he's a lot of people at the moment.

They are aware of the dangers if they turn against us.

I just hope we don't make stupid choices in the future.

Because I don't want to aggressively kill a helpless people either.

By the way, the neighbouring countries were in a great hurry.

Covert detectives are watching, but there seems to be intense debate going on in various countries.

Because of the news of the death of the brave.

I guess they also paid attention to the pattern of war of aggression that erupts within the kingdom.

I fear that this time it will be harmful to us.

Identification had also been completed for those countries that had provided armed assistance to small countries and provoked war with the Demon King's Army.

The captive leaders in the capital threw up all washed up.

Those countries had privatized the resources on the site of a small country, which still appeared to moisten their nostalgia.

Currently, Luciana's direct Sacubas are infiltrating to gather information.

We plan to attack first as soon as we know what we need to do.

We don't need a country that kicks others down and only pursues profits.

In the near future I will go out and strike hard.

I will not imitate it to be completely destroyed.

Encourage cooperation with other countries only.

As a sign that conveys the fear of the Demon King, we need to get a lot of work done.

(That's a pile to do. but steadily moving forward)

The kingdom, the land of beginnings, perished.

Now I can finally say that the threat of the Demon King has been recognized.

If you're going to give your honest thoughts, you're moving slowly overall.

It would be the result of all the blinding eyes of each country on rights.

However, this may not be something we can do either.

Until not long ago, it was perceived as a disaster that was taking place in one country.

The neighboring small country perished, but it was only a belonging country.

The nations that watched, even if left alone, thought that it would soon come to an end.

Though I think recognition is sweet, it can also be called human sexuality.

From now on, we will be in a situation where we cannot continue with a long attitude.

We are now focusing on the development of the demonic kingdom, but we will soon resume our aggression.

It is the neighbouring countries that suffer the scourge of war.

There are already more areas that can be done with other personnel.

We need humanity to do everything in its power to survive.

Thinking about future prospects, there were signs of haste coming from the front.

It's the grom that comes running waving at me.

He stops in front of me and talks as he moves.

"Demon King! Were you here...... Huh!

"What's up?"

When I ask, Grom starts reporting while adding gestures.

"Well, that's what matters… a certain group of people are crossing the Demon King's Realm!

"A bunch, huh?"

I recite in a magical way.

It's an unexpected report.

I didn't think there would be a group of people immersed in Demon King territory at this time of year.

Though I'm not forbidden to go in and out, it's not a place to step in with interest.

That would be about a merchant who decided it was time to make money, or a fearless mercenary or adventurer.

Is the rest a secret detective from every country?

However, I leave it to Grom and Luciana as far as the details are concerned.

I guess the fact that a report is coming to me shows some specificity in that bunch.

I had a little idea, but I didn't know it.

"What's the scale"

"About thirty, sir."

"Thirty."

I'm a little surprised.

Many for individuals, few for the military.

That's half the number.

Even if he's a secret detective, he should move in smaller numbers.

It seems unnatural for this one to act on a perceptible scale.

Do you know who they belong to?

"Yes, of course I do."

That's where Grom keeps his voice down.

Taking care not to hear him around, he told me the rest of the story.

"… apparently they are a bunch of elves living in the woods of the world tree"