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

Me and Grom head to the lab on foot.

I don't use metastasis magic this time.

He wanted to ascertain the streets of the King's capital.

We didn't get a chance to take a closer look every day.

I asked Grom if that was okay, and he was acknowledged for his eating.

It should be boring for him, but he doesn't mind anything.

I'm trying to have fun for some reason, so I'll be fine.

Leaving the castle, we walk down the castle.

The boulevard was lined with dewstores.

The people who go out eat and walk with skewers in their hands.

If I had a sense of smell, I would have smelled good.

I spared a little not being able to feel that.

Among the people going down the street was a small but elf figure.

The sight of being close to the demons is also scattered.

With the same demon king army, the two seem to be getting along better.

I am satisfied with that.

"But it's an amazing number of people. We're so inconspicuous."

"It would be proof that the city is developing. Good thing."

I respond to the grom of smudges as I look around.

The population of Wang Du was on a gradual increase.

There is an influx of people from nearby villages and cities.

Furthermore, it is not uncommon for subpopulations living in marginal settlements to migrate in groups.

Very few, but the demons who served the previous demon kings were also secretly misled.

It is mainly those who suffer from poverty who come.

Rumor has it that Wang Du does not discriminate on a racial basis and has no difficulty with his job.

Those who hear rumors will visit for a steady life.

In fact, that's not a mistake.

The current King's Capital was always looking for talent.

There was no racial obsession there.

Whoever it is, I basically welcome it.

The cultivation of various crops is also on track.

There was only a harvest to fill the bellies of the people in the king's capital.

If that's still not enough, you can collect it from other cities in Demon King's Land.

If you collect small quantities from all over the place, you will not be extremely burdened.

In some of those circumstances, the food situation in Wangdu was good.

While accepting all this new talent, there is still room in Wang Du.

The vast majority of the site is left in a half-waste manner, enough to be spared in terms of supplies.

The current abandoned city is treated like an unused undead storage area.

The active entry and exit of people kept him waiting there for the minute he was letting him scatter outside Wangdu.

To prevent accidents caused by undead, although this cannot happen first.

The protection of the King's capital itself was already sufficient for defensive magic and junctions, and there was no longer any point in letting the undead roam.

I'll just transfer you to the crime scene if anything happens.

Assuming that the city develops further, we will soon have to consider the storage area of the undead.

It will oppress the city as it is.

Some of them have been dispatched to various parts of the demon kingdom, but there are still many.

There was also the means to put it together and dedicate it to the valley of the dead.

The undead and the others are not in vain and contribute to my amplification of power.

But I'm not sure if it's okay to reduce the undead, which is also the main force.

(... you're on hold now for now)

After thinking about it, I conclude so.

In the process of developing the city, I'm going to do something about it if I have trouble with the undead storage area.

It was not an issue to be dealt with today or tomorrow.

All you have to do is talk to the executives and decide.

"Watch your opponent's movements. They'll kill you in no time."

I heard a good voice of prestige.

That was heard from the training ground.

I stop and peek.

Henry was coaching the delivery.

The deliveries carry wooden weapons and confront each other in pairs.

Apparently, they're running a mock fight.

There was also a mix of Dorda in it.

He overwhelms several demons with a wooden axe.

"Neck i...... ugh!

Play the protruded sword in a pattern and punch your fist in the other person's face.

He also slashed from the blind spot and struck him with an axe without turning around.

It also deals with simultaneous attacks by rotating axes.

(That's just an axe. Even if he dies, is the name "Thunder Boom" alive?)

I admire the battle of Dorda.

That skill seemed to remain even when it went undead.

Instead, the physical shackles have come off, which even makes me feel more sharp.

Dorda was very strong in her lifetime, but her aging decay was still hidden.

That's more than being human.

I, for my part, have gained the ability not to compare with my lifetime by becoming my current body.

I don't really want to admit it, but there are limits to human beings.

We want to grow further by becoming out-of-the-box.

I experienced it through myself and I felt painful.

In that regard, Henry is doing well.

Undoubtedly a human being, this is how he acts as an executive of the Demon King's Army.

From me, who became the Demon King with the power of borrowing, there is no other way to remember respect.

"Hey, will the generals join us?

Henry notices us and calls out.

The delivery started to get nervous as soon as I saw this one.

Obviously constricting, or some of them fearful.

As for the latter, he would be a newcomer soldier.

Those who wished to join the Demon King's army in the last two hundred days.

Proportionally there are many beastmen.

Their reaction was natural.

I am a killer who has taken countless lives.

It would be a natural emotion to fear.

Ever since I became this being, I have been able to accurately sense the fear directed at me by others.

It would simply be due to the greater frequency of fear.

It is an elusive discovery.

More than that, I interrupted the mock fight.

With all due respect, I return the word to Henry.

"I'm sorry, I have business to attend to"

"Right. Then you'll have to deal with him again."

"Okay."

As I look at it, it distracts the others.

Me and Grom, who said goodbye, left the place early.

"Grom"

"Yes! What is it? Ugh!

"I want you to tell me what I should do to get close to my subordination. You get too scared, you get in the way."

"Hmm, is that a way to get close to your subordination..."

To the question from me, Grom roars in arms.

I guess I never really thought about it.

He acted with care from time to time.

Grom, temporarily troubled, strikes his hand and suggests.

"What about acting like a cook? It's a trigger for interaction."

"Cooking can only be about preserved food"

The preserved food is also only nourishing.

I made it well at a time when I was on a demon king crusade journey, but the flavor is never good.

It was a substitute that I didn't really want to eat.

Besides, you can't feel the flavor in this body, so you can't cook extra.

I'm not convinced when it comes to the fact that Grom, who is supposed to be the same immortal, can cook excellent food.

In his case, he probably cooks in parts other than taste because he takes cook skill into him.

I should have been able to master various techniques from the deceased in the Valley of the Dead, too, but for some reason I don't have that feeling.

Was there anyone in the deceased in that land who was good at cooking, or did I unconsciously cut off cooking skills?

Whatever it is, I feel sorry for it now.

You guessed inside of me, Grom started talking like he was a little panicked.

"Ri, other than cooking, is it enough to have a conversation through a little holding, etc.? I think a lot of people want to talk to the Demon King."

"Really...?

"Yes, I am! If there's an opportunity for dialogue, we'll have a long line of snakes."

Grom confidently affirms.

Probably a response to encourage me, but I didn't know I could say that clearly.

Is there a basis for him?

Hate and I have no idea.

While we were having that chat, we arrived at the institute of purpose.

It is a remote area off Wang Du Street, nestled in the middle of an abandoned property.

There are no windows in a three-story building based on white, which gives the impression of being somewhat closed.

Since several buildings have been demolished and made into premises, it can be seen from the exterior that they are also quite vast.

"My heart kind of dances."

"That's good"

While we had a short exchange, we entered the lab.