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

"Do you remember your hesitation to remain the Demon King?"

Logan raises questions.

I shook my head and denied it.

"No. It's not"

I can tell you that this is true.

I look back on my thoughts and say the words little by little.

"I am not lost in the very pursuit of peace. As the last demon king in the world, I intend to continue to do evil and treason. However, judgment is shaky about fulfilling my personal aspirations"

It was something I had been holding vaguely for six months.

No, I guess it's really been a long time.

It was just a lid so I wouldn't see it.

It surfaced and became a question, and stood before me.

It must have been a problem we'd face sooner or later.

Logan looks out at the sky where he welcomes the night.

He eventually opened his mouth.

"Where the world is going and myself. So you can't choose which one to give priority to."

"... yes"

I nod with self-loathing.

To be clear, you're right.

I can't choose only one side.

Though there are many thoughts, that is fundamentally the case.

It was the fool himself who couldn't boil it off.

Aware of it, I weaken and look up at the sky sloppily.

When I was a human, I would have just leaked even one of my dry laughs.

"It would be pitiful. That's what bothers me while I destroy countries with overwhelming violence. Makes me want to laugh."

…………

Logan remained silent.

His eyes stare even far away.

I'm not looking for any comfort.

I didn't mind continuing to mock myself.

"I was going to solidify my readiness from the time I became the Demon King. But it was halfway there, actually. I felt like I gave everything to world peace. I want to see that guy again. I want to tell you that I inherited her will. I'd like to introduce you to the demon king's army's delivery. Think about it. It's full of aspirations."

In retrospect, the immature side rises to the brink.

It is an emotion that could not be separated from being immortal.

I still have untrained.

Really shallow while I am.

It was enough to make me want to curse.

But I cannot deny the thoughts that have arisen in my heart.

It is undoubtedly my own feeling.

"I don't want that guy's story to end in tragedy. Don't you think it's too cruel? I still don't want to admit it. There is absolutely nothing wrong with the execution of a brave man who has done his best."

Discharge the impulse you kept holding in the valley of the dead.

The genuineness that I could not tell anyone overflowed, as if I had cut a weir.

I noticed that, drop my shoulder a little.

I said it wasn't what I was supposed to say, but I talked about everything.

Apologize to Logan after a brief silence.

"... I'm sorry, I got too emotional. You're disqualified from the Demon King."

I don't think so.

Logan, who had been silent until now, made an immediate statement.

From the words, I can feel a resolute thought.

He looked me in the face halfway.

"What you have is a problem you can't decide recklessly. It's not like it's instant."

"But I..."

"If you are paranoid about the way the Demon King is, you will not allow any proper resuscitation. If you are truly indecisive, you will continue to hope for Claire's resurrection without getting lost."

Logan spins the word without allowing my objection.

The atmosphere was impatient.

"I hesitate to make a decision and omit myself. That is your humanity and the answer to your troubles. It sounds bad if you describe it as half, but I consider it desirable."

"My humanity......"

Rebel Logan's words.

I felt it staining my chest.

"It would be a good trend for you to have the opportunity to worry about it this way. It's a problem that I've seen with the situation stabilizing. It's definitely moving forward. of the immortal, but what needs to be hastened. In the course of a long time, you can make your own decisions."

"But the first step in judgment will be a problem later."

"Dwight Harveldt. Everything is disciplined and too serious. It's an old bad habit."

Logan, who sighed, says without hiding a shudder.

The mouthfeel was a little softer than earlier.

It was against an old friend.

"Capture things a little more flexibly. Fold in yourself. There will be many men who are good at that. Apprentice them. If it's hard to apprentice, talk to him first. Don't hold it alone. There are so many people out there who want to burn your care... that they eavesdrop on you."

That's what Logan looks behind.

I turned around imitating it.

From the shade of the roof, three faces were peering.

It is three people, Diera, Luciana and Grom, in order from the right.

The first person to raise his voice after our gaze was Diela, who jumped.

"Noooo!? I haven't been able to find it."

"Hey, Bone Minister! Because of your rough nose!

Then Luciana protested.

The named grom argues as he rattles his jawbone at high speed.

"You fool! I can't breathe! If that's what you're saying, it's because you made things sound!

It is a triplet-like reaction.

The place became noisy as soon as possible.

"You guys..."

I lose my word.

I was too distracted to notice their latency at all.

I didn't know you couldn't sense it so far, how disturbing it seemed.

I wonder how long the hell they've been listening to me.

Even if I wanted to ask, it wasn't a situation to ask.

"Ma, demon king! This is different! I just came here to blame Sacubas with my predecessors who eavesdrop..."

"It's Grom! Don't lie to me. No! Didn't your Lord already hide when we got here! It's not your Lord who deserves the most criticism!

"Let's not! You were behaving suspiciously while polishing the throne earlier!

The three people at heart had an ugly exchange.

As far as Logan goes, he shrugs his shoulders and sighs.

He looked like he was no longer looking back.

I guess I assumed it wasn't a serious story flow.

Eventually the air on the field calmed down and Diera came this way.

She scratches her cheeks and tells her to smell a little.

"Well, what? Even a woman like me has a demon king, so there are times when the Lord is sick. You should be more confident!

Next thing I know, Luciana walked over.

She puts her chest up and makes her smile.

"Dear Diela is right. Sama the Demon King thinks too much, huh? Why don't you just relax a little bit? If you fail, Atashi will help you."

It's grom at the end.

With a warm atmosphere he knelt quietly before me.

"We are always on the side of the Demon King. Don't hesitate to rely on me."

- Thank you.

I got three words. That's all I could say.

I couldn't even think of anything else I cared about.

(Good for you bone body...... I almost exposed you to more ugliness)

I relieve myself in the chest.

I felt like the shackles in my heart had lightened.