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

"Are you really John Doe? Seems like someone else just now."

I ask unexpectedly.

The leopard wasn't that weird.

I couldn't believe it.

But if you don't understand it at all, it's not like that either.

The tone is too different, but the voice is the same as before.

I doubt the first weak attitude was acting, but I don't see the point in doing that.

Surprising me approximate, John Doe talks over a demon prop.

'It's also troublesome to be called by your full name one way or the other. Feel free to call me John.'

"Okay, John. Who are you?"

He's a double personality guy. You know what?

"Oh, I know"

I am convinced with a snort.

Dual personality is the presence of two personalities in one body.

I've never actually met him, but I've heard stories about those rare people.

Sometimes I thought it was someone's lie, but I have to believe that we have a conversation like this.

It's really someone else.

How much more conflicting than thinking you're trying to fool me with a clever act.

"My master is the weak man I was talking to earlier. I'm asleep now, though. It's been that way for a long time. He'll change his personality when he's cornered."

"You're the one who layers the surface while it's switched."

"Your Answer. He only recognizes me vaguely. Exactly, I seem to know it exists, but I haven't revealed it to anyone before. I feel sorry for you. My heart is stuck."

John moaned happily.

It is a mouthful as if it were other personnel.

No, it would actually be someone else for him.

They just share the same flesh.

'He's an orphan abandoned by his parents. I've been watching since then. You even gave him a hand once in a while. I miss you.'

John says smudge.

It was as toned as talking with a distant eye.

Speaking of others, do you remember intimacy to some extent?

At least it doesn't feel like I'm making it evil.

It's like different personalities, but they don't hate it.

The impression I heard fragmentarily this way may be close to friends and childhood taming.

"John Doe actually means" unidentified body "in my name, too. I don't know, it's spilling out."

"I mean, does the Lord personality have a different name?"

"Jesus. Well, I rarely use it. When I became a military engineer, I took the lead in the flesh. I dutifully named myself John Doe. After that, we'll have John Doe."

John tells memorabilia with a bitter smile.

If you believe that story, apparently John Doe is like a pseudonym.

For convenience, it's just something another personality named, and that seems to have penetrated it as his personal name.

The main personality can't even correct it, and I guess it will to this day.

So I came up with one possibility.

I ask John a question because I was curious.

"No way, you're offering knowledge of weapons development?

'Oh, you got it. I whispered to him in the form of a flash when this guy was taking the lead. And then there's the subtle note on the idea.'

John spoke well.

The history is unknown, but he seems to have all sorts of knowledge together.

Is it a dual personality trait?

I don't know because I don't know much about it either.

'It just sucked until a year ago. The idea failed, and it was rotten. Everything didn't work out anyway because of lack of skill and knowledge'

Looks like he's been doing great lately.

'That's right! I've been going up since the advent of a demon king named you. Even though I didn't change the way I did it, R&D suddenly became a success. Must be God's guidance or something'

God's guidance.

Hearing that word, I learn to catch on in my chest.

Is some force still working?

As pre info suggests, John is also beginning to emerge at a time when I became the Demon King.

Besides, he doesn't know the direct factors himself.

What a puzzling phenomenon.

It was the shapes that were so different that there were parts that were compatible with the awakening of the brave and the Virgin.

Is the will of the world still involved?

"More and more weapons are being developed to kill you. Honestly, some parts of the mechanism are unknown, but they are left out because they are made up. Apparently, fate wants to destroy the Demon King. '

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"What's up? Are you shocked and speechless? I know how you feel. '

John speaks with a gentle voice.

It was more pity and sarcasm for me than genuinely caring.

I return words as I reflect on my previous battles.

"Fate hates you, huh? It didn't start now. I'm used to it."

"Ha ha, that's the demon king under heaven. He's determined to be ready. Well, that's it for the chatter. I'll tell you straight in, but you're about to die. Because I'm gonna kill you."

John affirms confidently.

He had no doubt of his own victory.

It is the opposite of the main personality.

"That's a lot of confidence."

'Cause I'm ready for confidence. This guy was trying to work it out in dialogue, but we can't have that kind of sweet development, can we?

"Naturally. We must reclaim the secret stone."

I wasn't going to bend over there no matter what they said.

When the Great Spirit breaks out, he comes in the way of my plan.

We have to stop it somehow.

'I was listening to you earlier, are you really going to give it back to the Great Spirit?

"Yes."

'Seriously! You're such a big fan for your looks! I'm gonna laugh.'

That's what John laughs at.

I'm making a small fool of this one, but I'm not angry about anything else.

Because John's claim is correct and it's odd that the Demon King is imitating this.

It would feel funny together.

John, having finished laughing, exhaled deeply.

'... well, it doesn't matter what your purpose is. I will kill the Demon King as the best inventor in the world. I'm not interested in money, status, or honor, but I'm glad he made a name for himself. A second life would be great. "

That's what he says. He shuts up.

After a short time, John told me.

'Scratch it. This is our masterpiece. "

That word. Finally, the magic prop stops functioning.

I left a disturbing word and couldn't hear any of it.

Logan, who finished sensing at the same time, looks at me with a nervous face.

"Dwight."

"The secret stone and where is he?

I ask briefly.

Logan answered breathlessly, quietly.

- Underground.

Immediately afterwards, suddenly the ground sounded.

I sense a magical reaction deep within my feet.

Nor was it the ratio of golems or the like, but it contained a mass that deviated from the normal orbit.

It obviously contains the factor of the Great Spirit.

The wobble gets bigger and it becomes more than you can stand properly.

I pulled Logan's hand and retreated into the air.

Soon a deep crack runs on the ground and the buildings under his eyes collapse one after the other.

The skyscrapers we were about to enter were also slowly starting to tilt.

The broken cobblestone fell and the faults shifted up and down.

(What the hell...)

I put up defensive witchcraft around me, ready to withstand any attack.

The situation is still unknown.

I shouldn't have moved poorly.

So much so that the ground area explodes.

Rising debris.

A collapsed building struck the universe.

The vicinity instantly loses the shape of the city.

While the debris rained, I discovered an object breaking through the ground.

At first glance, it was like a tower. It was a giant metal arm with five fingers.