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

I left the castle so Diela could pull me off.

Go straight to the outdoor shopping district on the outskirts of Wangdu.

The place where people operated independently presented a splendid appearance day by day.

Occasionally a resident looked at this one and changed his blood phase as soon as possible.

Some of them lay flat.

This is going to be annoying if you stay long.

While I try to pass by early enough, Diela was enjoying their reaction.

Did it hurt even in the mood of the Demon King era?

I want you to stop because I am ashamed.

(That's a lot of unfamiliar buildings. Looks like more people too)

Next to what I observe, Grom also spoke out as impressed.

"You've developed a lot around here, too. It's no different from the streets."

"Right. I'm surprised, too."

As for the outdoor shopping district, nature and scale are growing.

The people who live in this land have adapted it to their lives.

Compared to the King's city where I rule, it is close to autonomy.

"Seems pretty free to do it, do you plan to be intervened?

"Nothing in particular. This place also contributes to the economic growth of Wang Du. You won't get in the way."

The open-air street is adjacent to Wang Du, so to speak of a pseudo-autonomous territory.

The merchants who set up the shop here ran the business with my permission.

Occasionally, secret detectives are investigating to see if illegal goods have been exchanged.

Suspicious items are lost, but there are no dangerous drugs, magic devices, etc.

As things stand, we won't have to regulate it here.

Hearing my views, Grom groans with respect.

"That's the Demon King. You have a heart as wide as the ocean."

Big mouthful.

It feels like a compliment, but this is what Grom really means.

Will I not always be tired at this rate?

Although I was a little concerned, he was in a really good mood.

It doesn't seem like it's something I care about.

"Over here! Not if you're looking around."

Moving on, Diela makes a fine call.

She's very uptight.

I heard you were going to have a feast, but I wonder how excited you are.

Speaking of which, she was a big liquor lover.

In spite of a sentence, a complaint has arrived that he is immersed in a tavern in Wangdu.

Luciana regularly gives me pennies, but they're going to run out soon.

It was blurry when Diela shook up the money every time.

For the first time in quite a troublemaker, I am so tempted to suspect that he was truly the Demon King.

For her like that, an opportunity to drink without worries would be valuable.

So that must be all there is to it.

Diela took me to the railroad.

Completed in the last six months, there are two tracks laid for reciprocation.

On one side there was a train waiting.

At present, railways are not available to the public.

It is primarily an institution for elves coming and going inside.

It was only available to those who authorized it.

I ask Diela.

"Why did you come to the railroad?"

"Of course it's decided to use it. The banquet venue starts in the elves. It's just the right train."

"Then it's a moment with metastatic magic. That would be more efficient."

I argue.

It's not that I don't want to use a train, but metastatic magic allows me to travel without a limit of distance.

But Diela shook her head as she rang her tongue.

And I sighed deeply.

It is a trick as if I had disputed a misunderstanding.

Diela puts her hand on her hips and teaches me.

"The Lord is sweet. No, should I call it impeccable? I dare to use the train and enjoy the view on the road. That's where the flair is."

"Style, or..."

I rebuke Diela's words.

It was the answer I hadn't thought about.

Train travel is more flair than transfer.

That's what Diela says.

Honestly, it was a less well understood area.

Seeing my reaction, Diela laughs lightly.

"Kuhaha, looks like it was too early for your lord. Grom said he already knew."

"Really?

I shifted my gaze to Grom.

Grom makes a slight statement.

"No, the... well, yes. I (I) also like expeditions..."

I remember when I was human when I heard it - the days I traveled with that guy.

During our arduous journey, we were tongue-in-cheek at the local cuisine and blinded by the spectacular view of the secret border.

Sure, that was good.

It was a valuable experience.

Being immortal, driven by vengeance and the responsibilities of the Demon King, I completely forgot.

"With this in mind, your Lord should also know the flair. It's not bad enough, is it?

"... oh, I'll try"

I nod honestly.

Losing too much humanity doesn't make it a busy thing.

It's also a thought to be flushed by emotion, but we need to be able to understand people's hearts.

I want to refrain from becoming a monster.

We boarded the train and ran the filled magic into the fuel.

Diela faces out of the car and points her finger.

"Then let's go!

Soon the train ran out.

The shake is small.

It improved after trial and error.

The early trains were too shaky for the elves to ask for improvement.

Now they appreciate it as comfortable.

Diela narrowed her eyes to the flowing view.

"As fast as ever. In a convenient world."

I learned to get caught up in that whine.

Ask the questions as they feel.

"Have you ever used a train?

"Shh, I got a little interested in riding. Don't break it."

Diela can rush to hold her mouth and wolf.

Previously, there were signs that the train had been used without permission, and the killer was clueless and dizzy.

I didn't expect to find out whose work it was here.

I whisper to Grom.

"... thoroughly equip me with railroad security equipment. You can install farsighted magic props."

"Yes, sir."

Grom looks at Diella as if she was stunned.

Sweaty Diela had her gaze fixed outside the car.

I don't even try to look at this one.

(Hard to pursue too much, too)

I stop gazing like I blame you.

It's too much, so you just have to reflect on it.

It's not even that bad of a thing.

The fast moving train left where it opened.

The fields are spreading.

A little farther away, the peasants were waving their hammers.

"Ho, is this a farming zone around here? What are you raising?

"Mainstream crops are more or less aligned"

They feed themselves according to the population of the swollen King's Capital.

There is also dedication from the dominant cities, but I want to have a production system in place while I can afford it.

Adequate quantities of food would be essential if further development was to be desired.

After everything has been consolidated, the people will not be hungry.

Diela looks out at the field, whispering and blurry.

"If it weren't for the dotted immortals, it would be a little better landscape..."

As she pointed out, there were undead everywhere in the field.

I'm standing there doing nothing.

"It's a measure we can't help. But if we don't do this, there are people who think about things that are obscene."

In addition to the fact that the tracks are made of metal, field crops are also an important resource.

If you don't leave your guard, someone will appear who tries to steal it.

There have been several times before.

By the way, they are now joining the undead who monitor the fields.

Thanks to the fact that people were reached, including at the end of the road, the thieves were no longer present.

We get rocked by the train silently for a while.

On the way, Diela, sitting next to me, stared at me.

"What do you say? It would be interesting to travel like this."

"... that's not a bad thing"

One day, at dawn when the world has settled down, it might be a good idea to cover up your identity and tour around the place.

From a standpoint, a long journey is impossible, so it will only be to the extent of a short stroll.

Still, it would be just right for a distraction.

Eventually the train arrived at the end point.

That's where we get off.

Forward there was a forest of world trees.

It is a special zone that I have drawn forcefully with a curse.

"You can't walk from here."

Diela began walking in exasperation.

I ask that back.

"Now, do you have permission for the elves?

"Of course not. Logan has the consent of the people inside. I'll take the lead. Follow me."

When Diela answers confidently, she proceeds with a light foothold.

Grom stares at her like that and asks me with a grunting voice.

"Give the Demon King a magnificent word... what shall we do? If you give me the order, I'll take care of it here."

"Don't worry about it. It must be the usual."

"Gu, I understand"

Grom moaned with remorse, bowing his head with humility.