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

While traveling with surrogate chief, I activated sensory magic.

As we gradually expanded its effective range, we found a large number of reactions on the outer edge of the forest.

Tens of thousands of humans are gathered together.

Probably the Imperial Army.

(That's quite a size)

They waited without invading the woods.

We're temporarily stopping the attack.

The depleted soldiers must be taking a break.

I am not helpless with the elves.

Surprises and traps using local interests are my specialty.

After several engagements, the Imperial Army would have received a commensurate counterattack.

Something like a state of waiting for reinforcements and supplies right now?

Most importantly, both antagonisms will eventually collapse.

The Imperial Army has tremendous power, because it can put in one reinforcement after another.

There was also talk that they were burning the woods.

There's too much to protect for the elves.

It was unfavourable in both circumstances and in terms of force.

Without my intervention, the elf side would soon be defeated.

Logan knows that, too, which is why he honestly admitted to enslavement.

It is the result of prioritizing survival over the pride of the clan.

With this feeling, you won't have to worry about the invasion for about half a day.

The reconnaissance force will operate, but to that extent it cannot be a threat.

If it bothers you, I can eliminate it in one hassle.

Having finished grasping the situation, I cut the sensory witchcraft.

Surrogate Chieftain is fast paced a few steps ahead of me.

She was sure of the neighborhood.

Between the surrounding trees, the elves hide.

I can tell without thinking about it.

He would be a watchman.

I'm keeping an eye out for any problematic action.

I'm not going to do anything crazy, so I'll just have to let it go.

Back to back with the number of people in the field, the area was surrounded by silence.

We keep walking silently.

"... brother, ha"

A voice rose breaking the silence.

For a moment, I wondered if Acting Chief had spoken, but it was undoubtedly my voice.

It's an almost unconscious act, and I regret it a little after I utter my voice.

He said he wasn't willing to have a conversation, but he did something extra.

Meanwhile, the chief surrogate, who made him jump on the shoulder, stops and looks back.

"Hey, what is it...?

Acting chief is anxious.

He cut it out of me.

I can't ignore it, I ask questions as I think of them.

"Is your brother a good chief?"

"... Yes. As the head of the clan, your brother is always there for us. Someone I can truly respect."

Acting chief answers with a straight eye.

There were no lies or lies there.

She speaks for real.

"Right."

That's all I answered.

Acting chief looks strange, but doesn't mention any more.

She let her steps resume as she glanced at this one.

(Have you noticed the swing of your heart?)

I couldn't tell from how she was.

However, I'm sure they were suspicious.

I feel sorry for you.

I didn't know you'd be upset to see your old friend's face.

I was going to get past those stages.

The edge of life seems to be something that doesn't cut so easily.

As we mocked ourselves inside, we went out to an open place.

The surrogate chief who stopped his leg shows it by hand.

"This is the inside of the elf"

There was a wooden house lined up there.

There is also a cabin set up on the trees of succession.

This was my first experience of entering an elf settlement, but it was generally a different place from my impression.

There were a number of reactions inside each house.

The elves who live here will be.

They lurk their breath.

Seems like he concealed himself by perceiving my arrival.

Next, I deflect my gaze far forward.

Beyond the trees, the blue sky was spreading.

At first glance, nothing exists.

But there was definite discomfort there.

It's a flaw in space.

Fine work is carried out by surgery.

I reflect as I stroke my jaw.

"Is it the magic of perception inhibition? That's where the world tree is."

"Uh, you know, the..."

With my point, the chief surrogate mumbles.

I hear the speculation was made.

For the elves who live in this land, the world tree is more important than life.

It's not strange to cleverly cover up with witchcraft.

Whatever, I didn't mean to do that because I found out where the world tree was.

If you get your hands on it badly, you'll buy the elves' objection.

No matter how many servants you make, you also need to bother to do something resentful.

Afterwards, I toured Rinachi under the guidance of the chief surrogate.

The living areas they live in are not that large.

I could walk around the outer perimeter without much time.

Just around the corner, I tell Acting Chieftain.

"I was generally able to grasp the structure. I'm going to build a line with defensive magic now."

"Oh, please"

Acting Chieftain graces and then leaves.

I let defensive magic unfold in such a way as to cover the inside.

It also builds junctions with multiple effects.

Being a demon king is something I don't even have to make.

"Now the Imperial Army can't break in easily. Unless there's more to it, you'll be safe in there."

"Oh, thank you!

The chief surrogate with a soothing expression deeply bows his head.

That's when signs appeared from behind.

Looking back, Logan stands.

I don't have an escort who was here earlier.

Looks like he came alone.

"Follow me."

That's all Logan said, he also started walking without asking for this answer.

It is a forceful attitude.

If you say it's like him, it's like him.

He's basically an oligarchy man.

Often misunderstandings are not due to lack of explanation.

Still, what the hell is it for?

You've got everything you need to talk to him about.

When it comes to possible topics, is it about communicating about the fight against the Imperial Army?

It is a sensible matter for him.

"Dear brother..."

Acting chief squeaks.

As for her, I wouldn't mind.

It depends on my mood, because the fate of the clan depends.

That said, I don't have an in-laws to worry about the labor of the chief surrogate.

I put her down and followed Logan's back.

Ahead Logan headed, it was an old building.

Bigger than other houses.

It is located in the central part of the interior, so it is probably a building for the chief.

"Get in."

Logan briefly goes indoors.

I followed that too.

The spacious interior had few things.

However, I don't have the impression of a poor phase, it seems more like an interior with an emphasis on functional aspects.

The decorations used on each end create a moderate amount of elegance.

"Have a seat."

I sit in my chair as recommended.

Logan sat across from the table.

There is no one else indoors.

In the space of two, there was a painful silence.

Honestly, I'd be lying if I told you I didn't feel awkward.

"How's it going in us?"

Looking at the interior somehow, Logan suddenly asked me questions.

What is the intention after all?

I can't guess from his expression.

He also looks angry, but that's the usual thing.

…………

I think for a while.

I want to refrain from any far-fetched language or behavior.

Logan is a man who doesn't do anything for nothing.

This question must also make sense.

Therefore, we have to be careful.

"... so beautiful. A harmonious landscape."

What I uttered at the end of my reflection was such an easy word.

I don't know what he wants, but I don't think it's a good or bad feeling.

Logan, hearing the answer, sighed deeply.

The atmosphere has changed compared to earlier.

Is this a disappointment?

It's not my fault.

A sharp eye shoots at me.

"You think you can fool me through?

…………

I will be silent.

Feels like a non-existent heart tightens.

I thought I heard my own heartbeat.

My voice, I couldn't speak.

Seeing me say nothing, Logan sighs again.

And he uttered a question that touched the core.

"- Dwight Harveldt. What the hell happened to you?"