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

Occupying my sight was the light on one side.

The crystalline flowers are covered far away.

In the sunlight, he was reflecting seven colors of light.

In the middle of the crystalline flower garden, the white trees rise.

That's the world tree.

He was storing silver leaves and nuts at a height that just barged through the clouds.

A breeze that blows through shakes the leaves of the world tree.

Clear sounds rang and crystalline petals were dancing, adding colour to the fantastic sight.

Luciana leaks her breath with a lukewarm face.

"Wow, that's amazing..."

"Spectacular."

Diela responds in a whisper.

Unusual and adult.

Standing up, she was blinded by flower gardens and world trees.

After a while, Diela calms down and asks me for my opinion.

"Well, Dwight. Are you impressed, too?"

"Right. Something so beautiful is rare."

I'll be honest.

It's a stunning view that I don't think belongs in this world.

Diela nodded deeply again and again as she was convinced.

"Your face isn't decaying enough. The Lord's feelings are conveyed."

Diela tells me to touch my own cheek.

Most of them were shredded.

The finger used to confirm also breaks from the second joint.

I had just made up for it with my temper.

The land exerts the power of the world tree to the fullest.

The sanctity of the whole forest is coming from here.

How more intense than poor sacred sorcery.

It would be a median undead but purify without question.

Face to face like this, I was more holy than I expected.

The power of the Spirit is also half saturated.

It was impossible in the circumstances, but I strongly think I wanted to visit this place in my lifetime.

With the flowers and branches here as a catalyst, you could have fought easier against the Demons.

It should have taken an overwhelming advantage over Diera, who was the demon king at the time.

Well, that's hypothetical.

It has already passed, and it would only be impeccable to think too much here.

A bent Diera touched the flowers of the crystal.

Petals scatter grains of light.

Diela slowly narrowed her eyes.

"Uhm. I'm not convinced I couldn't handle it. exactly what the name of the world tree deserves."

"Have you no remorse?"

"I've had those feelings before, but not now. Maybe he changed his mind after stopping being the Demon King."

Diela says with a smudged face.

The eyes were a portrayal of the Demon King era.

Luciana asks uncommonly.

"It's a surprise. Master Diela will grow, too. Let's make you happy and weep."

"What. Are you inciting me? My fist's gonna burst, okay?

Frowning, Diela takes the stand and pretends to hit Luciana.

Luciana responded with a crying imitation.

After repeating that several times, Diela seems tired of the exchange coughs up.

"Whoever you are, your heart is growing. You think so, too, don't you, Dwight?

"... why did you ask me?"

"I was wondering if the Lord, who became the Demon King from a wise man, would have made all sorts of discoveries. Look, talk to us. Don't worry, I won't spread the word."

Diela pokes me with her elbow.

It doesn't hurt, but it's oddly depressing.

Luciana, who watched the exchange, grinned at the garlic.

"Dear Diela, you didn't like keeping secrets, did you? I just get the impression that I'm gonna slip my mouth right away though."

"Le, Luciana! When the Lord says that, isn't Dwight reluctant!

Diela tried to block Luciana's mouth as she panicked.

He seems to be trying to hide his own faults, but he knows a lot about the area.

Now it would be pointless to try to mislead.

In the loose air I cut out the rest of the story.

"There are changes in mood. I don't know if I can call it growth."

"Well, what kind of change?

Diela, who stopped moving, looks at me like she's intrigued.

"I could look directly at my ugliness and stupidity. When I was human I turned away from it and didn't try to accept it"

"My ugliness..."

"That's right. I never affirm my actions. But I also believe it is necessary. The future will last forever, and we will pierce the evil demon king."

Diela, who received my proclamation, made a difficult face wearing an arm.

"Whenever I ask, it's Shura's way... well, I know your lord won't compromise. I have nothing to say to you, but let me give you this."

Diela gives me her hand before me.

Power converges there.

It was a single scale that seeped out of the palm of my hand not long ago.

The surface emits a rugged glow.

"Scale with my strength. I can only protect you once when your Lord is in danger of your life. You should remember that."

"Thank you"

I receive scales.

Next to it, Luciana was swelling her cheeks.

She complains of dissatisfaction.

"Hey, only Dear Diela is sloppy. Are you going to take Sama the Demon King's heart?

"Kuhaha, I didn't just give a gift to a promising junior."

Diela strained her chest with a winning face.

She goes on and turns this way.

At that time, he had a serious look on his face.

"It's Dwight."

"What?"

"I'm a worthy senior. You should talk to him about everything."

Diela put her hand on my shoulder as she smiled raw and warm.

My eyes met perfectly, so I strayed from my gaze.

"... I'll only talk to you when I'm really in trouble"

"I see, that doesn't mean a secret weapon! Mm-hmm. Sounds really good."

Diela nods in a good mood.

The details are unknown, but they were satisfied with my answer.

By that side, Luciana slaps me in the ear.

"Sama the Demon King is treating Diela better. I wonder if you studied."

"I just learned it for the peace of the day"

I answered clerically, sending a gaze of pity to Diela.