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

Relentless inquiry by Logan.

What I uttered was naive deception.

"What are you talking about? I'm just a demon king."

"Don't blur. You're going to make me ask a futile question."

Logan tells me to block it.

My anger over dishonest returns was seeping to pieces.

Somehow, he's convinced.

Even though the magic that lives in me is degenerate, and there is no such thing as a lifetime shadow.

Logan, who coughed up, talks about regaining his normal mind.

"I'm not old enough to forget my friends. Where it looks transformed, it's the same."

"... can you still call me a friend like this"

"I don't remember cutting off the edge"

Logan affirms without hesitation.

He was as kind as he was back then.

It is a completely unchanged way of treating me when I was a human being.

"Say it again. Dwight, what happened to you?"

Logan throws me another inquiry.

I can't hide this anymore.

Lies don't work on him.

He was already exposed, too.

We'll just have to talk about it as it is.

…………

I lean down hand in hand.

If you were alive, you must have sweated and your heart must have been loud.

This is nervous.

My heart is shaking heavily.

I was fortunate to be undead.

At least I can pretend to be calm only on the outside.

I took the time to solidify my feelings before I cut out the story.

"... have I and the brave man ever been executed?

"I know. So much so that I envisioned the King's assassination with so much anger. I would have executed it without the role of chief."

Logan speaks in a low voice.

From his words, the passion was felt to be commonplace.

It's not an exaggeration, it's a man who could really carry out an assassination.

And they are prepared to complete it even at the expense of themselves.

It was my first ear, but at the time of the Demon King crusade, it seems Logan was already a chief.

The last time I saw him was more than a decade ago.

I didn't know what his trends were.

I'm glad he didn't carry out the assassination because I didn't want to bother Logan.

I don't like dying in a quote where an old friend became a sinner because of me.

I have to thank you for all this for the situation at the time.

Logan observes my appearance.

It was closer to pure interest than disgust with the undead.

"That's a changed look... you're Rich the Immortal King. You resurrected with time-limited necromancy?

"No, it's not. Actually..."

Then I confess without leaving a trace of how I was executed.

I don't hide anything.

I also spoke honestly about my current purpose.

After listening, Logan roars with a difficult face.

"The valley of the dead? I didn't expect you to take in the land..."

"I have abandoned man and fallen into darkness. It is killing countless human beings. Did you despise me?

Unexpectedly asks self-derision.

That was a question that was smoking in my chest.

I am the demon king who kills.

With the eyes of contempt, you will be scolded.

I'm not defended.

I carry a sin that I just can't make amends for just dying.

Positively, it's about the demon king's army.

They are intoxicated by me or using me for their own greed.

That's fine.

Rather, if not enough to be hated from the other 10,000 without exception and neglected as evil beings.

But Logan reacted differently.

He just shakes his head sideways and makes his own point.

"I don't despise you. That's the path you chose. It's not about me pinching my mouth."

Contrary to my expectations, Logan was pale.

Nothing has changed since then.

It is a mouthful in which harshness and kindness have cohabited.

"With so much change in means and appearance, you remain you. He dedicates himself to the world, repeating his agony and quest. It would be the way of a wise man named Dwight Harveld."

"Logan......"

I groan his name like a groan.

My fingertips tremble before I know it.

I was in the mood to take a deep breath, but it was a wish that wouldn't come true with just my bones.

I bite my back teeth and get out of sight.

"Except if you do harm to the Elves. I'll stab you, but I'll kill you."

"I see. You're totally head of the clan."

"I've had a hard time getting into this position, but compared to your situation, it's just the end of the line."

Logan said softly.

He was disgusted in the elf, and he returned home to be in the seat of the chief.

Besides, he's acting to protect the clans.

I guess there are complicated circumstances there.

It's not even about purposefully digging back.

Where the conversation broke off, Logan stood up.

I'll imitate that, too.

"That's all you need from me. I won't say anything about who you are. Don't worry."

"Logan"

I speak to him unexpectedly as he walks out towards the entrance and exit.

Logan, who stopped his leg, looked back at this one.

"What?"

…………

I pronounce the following words and hesitate.

I was wondering if I should tell you.

When I try to tell you, I can't tell you on the brink.

Something in me could collapse.

I guess you're afraid of that possibility.

I recognise the unstable self.

Still after several attempts, I finally asked him about it.

"... you won't stop me"

"Ask the other way around, do you want me to stop?

Logan immediately asked back.

It was a word to poke at the void.

I didn't even think about that.

I didn't mean to, I just really cared.

No, do you want that in the depths?

Maybe that's why I asked.

I couldn't read my own sincerity.

Without an answer, I say it out of the question.

"That, is..."

"You just said it earlier. It's not about me pinching my mouth. After I found out who you are, I agreed to enslave you. You know what that means?

…………

No words to give back, I shut my mouth.

Logan sighed, putting his hand on my shoulder.

"I do what I have to do. You do what you have to do."

"- Okay."

I snort.

Vague anxiety diminishes to pull the waves.

Apparently, that was a rude question.

Logan neither affirmed nor denied my work.

Thorough on third parties only.

It was a resolute, his-like statement.

I don't want to be saved in kind words myself.

There was nothing to get lost in.

As a modern demon king, I will just continue to act.

Nothing has changed since I made up my mind at the bottom of the valley of the dead.

The lumps that remain in your chest, too, are left alone for one second.

The existence of me is distorted is not what has begun now.

Even if there was suspicion that it could not be dispelled, it was never allowed to stop.

"Bring the Demon King's Army. Make sure the elves inside don't get upset."

"I understand."

"... Logan"

Before I left the room, I called that name again.

He responds with a little bit of a rush.

"Do you still have something?"

"Thanks"

"-Don 't say it. You must be the Demon King."

Elf's friend smiles slightly.

It was a rare expression.

Having seen it, I returned to Wang Du with metastatic magic.