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

There was a new report that night from a secret detective.

I hear a civil unrest broke out in the Republic.

Of the delegates involved in the state's operations, they say the incompatibility of opposing factions has broken through the critical point.

The "main warriors" who claim to attack the Demon King and the "obedients" who want to contain the damage are confronted head-on, he said.

The battle stage expanded from desktops to all parts of the capital and is still gaining momentum.

This is all I need yet.

It was not uncommon for disputes to arise out of disagreements.

The problem would be the influx of demons joining the war there.

They say the demons are fighting on the side of the "main warriors".

Thanks to this further confusion has spread and things are the end of never ending.

Today, the capital of the Republic was in a crisis of annihilation.

The information was complicated by the conflagration after the conflagration, and the exact information could not be collected.

It seems that some of the secret detectives were wounded as a result of the convolutions.

I connected up with a secret detective and ordered him to withdraw from the capital of the Republic.

Information is important, but so is the life of a secret detective.

Either way, in a confused capital, information is not properly available.

It would also make little sense to sit at the risk.

It tasted worse to lose a good snitch.

Now it would be enough to give an overview.

As for the civil unrest in the Republic, I intended to observe it for the first time.

I don't know what will happen, I have trouble touching the detour and getting involved.

If I'm serious, I want to stop fighting.

But in an unclear situation, acting without thought was not a praiseworthy decision.

It is also possible that further confusion will result as a result of a chronic jump in.

This would be a phase to be watched against feelings of deviation.

(Totally......)

I put the report down and look up to the ceiling.

Mental fatigue cannot be hidden.

I was in a good mood when I handled it.

There are some parts of it that I can't help but get caught up in somehow.

None of it was accidental.

The Demons sided with the main warring factions of the Republic.

The fact that he assisted with this phase must have led him to the Republic after learning of the civil unrest.

On the contrary, it seems natural to assume that you have responded to the convocation.

(Who root like that?

Natural questions arise.

Given the state of the civil unrest, it appears that he was in contact with the remnants of his predecessor, the Demon King's Army, who lurks more everywhere than before.

Even in the former demonic territory, they interact with the local demons on a long-term basis.

No matter how little you quote, it's been a ploy for years.

Using the force gained in doing so, the main warriors are advancing civil unrest in their favor.

Looking over a series, it was really planned.

Cunning and ready to go.

Things are going according to someone else's wishes.

I have to admit that.

I'm waiting for the results of the analysis now, but I wonder if it's also involved in the warcraft outbreak in the case.

I had a feeling there was a republic involved there, too.

Probably not over-thinking.

(It's not just the will of the world. I feel personal malice apart from that)

I don't know who I am, but I'm sure I'm still moving in the shadows.

Although I can't see its purpose, I was certain it was against my will.

We have to find out who we are and where we are somehow.

Seeing Luciana, she had conceived with her mouth shut.

He has a rare and serious look, staring into the void with a sharp gaze and biting his nails.

It's unimaginable from the usual Luciana.

It is a look and a trick that I will not show at any time.

In silence, Luciana noticed my gaze and returned to me.

When she had her usual luscious grin, she let her neck tilt to deceive her.

Maybe it was something I didn't really want to be seen.

I ask without worrying about it.

"You seem to have something in mind."

On the civil unrest in the Republic, of course.

What we were thinking on this occasion was the same for both of us.

Luciana answers with her fingers on her lips.

"I remember a guy who prefers these shady, annoying ways."

"Hmm..."

I guess from the way I put it.

I probably know who Luciana is thinking of, too.

Surely there was something reminiscent of this event.

In fact, in the past we should have used very similar means.

"That's the guy."

"The man."

Luciana says bitterly.

Apparently, the prediction was met.

Luciana, the Four Heavenly Kings of the Prior Demon King's Army, specialised in sabotage work and intelligence gathering by operatives.

She gradually eroded the rest of the country from the inside out, using Sacubas' men to try to contact the upper levels of the enemy.

Thereafter, the future deployment is operated.

When I realized it, it was too late.

The men we associate with are also common to the point where they get to work behind the surface.

The biggest difference with Luciana is that the final action is far more harsh.

The man was blessed with his genius as a fan.

At that time, it unfortunately demonstrated its ability to jump through and collapsed various countries through civil strife and insurgency.

But this time it wasn't supposed to be a man's fault.

Because the man is already dead.

Nothing else. I killed him.

It was more than a decade ago.

Though I associated a man from a similar development, it's actually impossible.

Possible would be a line with a man's successor pulling threads behind him.

I don't think just humans can do all this rooting.

If the mastermind is a man's associate, it is also convincing that the Demons are involved.

If the speculation was correct, it would have to be resolved by me.

It's not just my duty as Demon King.

Reckon with what happened when you were wise.

That's when Grom told me the story.

I am conscious of you.

"Ma, demon king! Can you hear me?

"I hear you. What's up?"

"Warcraft has broken out in the Slave Autonomous Community! Suddenly, some slaves were transformed into warcraft. '

"... what?

I listen back unexpectedly.

It was an unbelievable report not so long ago.

'Quite a few are operating simultaneously and multiple times, with insufficient hands. It is painful to annoy the demon king's hand, can you help me......?

"Okay. I'll be on my way."

That's all I say and disconnect the reading.

Grom made a good decision.

It tastes worse not to ask for backup out of reluctance to me and things get worse.

I wonder how serious it is because he has been reporting instantly.

Luciana called out when she saw me up.

"What's going on?

I briefly explain the situation.

Luciana, hearing it, sighed deeply.

"That's going to be amazing again..."

"Totally."

Civil unrest in the Republic in the south.

Warcraft runoff in the north.

Busy from next to next.

Still, I couldn't possibly not deal with it.

Calm down and let your thoughts spin.

Seems frustrating here, it is the pot that the mastermind thinks.

Changing my mind, I gave Luciana instructions.

"Try to gather and organize information. You'd better proceed with as much recognition as that man is involved."

"I see, I got it. Be careful, Sama the Demon King."

"Okay."

Nodding to Luciana, I transferred to the waiting slave autonomous community of the Demon King's Army.