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

That night I was in a big building in an elf.

Usually used in meetings, etc., it is now rented out by the Demon King Army.

It was a measure by Logan, the chief.

Gathering indoors are the executives of the Demon King's Army and their equivalents.

There are plenty of dishes on the side tables.

They were all made jointly by the elves and groms inside.

I cannot enjoy the fragrance because I have lost my sense of smell because of the harm that has made me immortal.

But the sight of delicious dishes lined up seemed to fill my mind just to watch.

There were a number of drunken barrels on the edge of the room.

Even when the number of people in the room has increased tenfold, sufficient quantities are available.

"... Hmm"

On the altar, which was a little higher, Diela raised a glass.

She looks around at the others, including me.

She opens her mouth, taking plenty of time between them in silence.

"Everyone, you have gathered well today. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. So I..."

"Celebrate the republic's recapture. Cheers!

It was Henry who interrupted and screamed.

He is single-handed with fire liquor.

I guess I've already had many drinks to see from the red face.

Using his voice as a signal, the Feast of the Demon King's Army began.

There is moderate bickering between executives.

Nevertheless, I remember being caught up in celebrating the republic's recapture.

Normally it would be a celebration of victory, but in fact the Demon King's Army is right on the prospect.

The Republic was the territory that was due to dawn.

Rather than being taken away and regretted, it is so much that I wanted to push it to another country to enter into another task as soon as possible.

While I consider such a thing, Diela was complaining about Henry.

"Archers! I didn't have a meeting when I took the head! So, Lord, is that a conspiracy......!?

"Don't say the details in the booze seat. You know the extent of your predecessors?

"Nooo, shake the truth..."

The argument between the two of them is not serious.

It was close to something that was twisted.

Henry is in his usual shape, even when dealing with the previous Demon King.

I didn't give in a single step, and at the end of the sentence I was taking advantage over her.

(You're okay to leave me alone)

That's what I decided. I drop my eyes on the table.

There was a glass there.

There is a translucent white liquid inside.

When I rocked the glass, I found it slightly viscous.

If you look closely, there are countless grains of red mixed in.

…………

I carry the glass to my mouth.

I leaned straight in and swallowed the contents.

Regardless, it is impossible to drink like a human being on a bone body.

The liquid relentlessly wetted the bones everywhere, starting with the jawbone.

(... hmm?

The wet spot starts to develop tingling and discomfort.

That's when Luciana sat in front of me.

"How's the taste?

"... bitter. And spicy."

I expressed my thoughts on the liquid.

It does convey bitterness and spiciness from the wet parts of the jawbone.

I don't have the tongue to feel the taste.

I could feel the taste, probably because of the magical elements applied to the liquid.

Even the immortal are ingenious enough to enjoy eating and drinking.

Luciana explains, pointing to the glass.

"Atashi adjusted what the director formulated. I gave the bone minister a tasting, but that was your assessment there. I think I'm gonna feel like I'm eating."

"Oh, this is good. Thank you."

It's a beverage developed for me.

Considerable hassle time is spent, even though it is not beneficial for the living.

This never tastes good.

But that wasn't a big deal.

It's important that you feel the taste in your drink.

From me losing taste, this was a big step forward.

That's all a hobby is worth.

I hurt that for stopping being human.

Trial and error using spicy objects and sacred sorcery have been carried out for a long time.

The Institute is also in the process of developing these areas apart from weapons development.

Thankful story.

"Great. I was worried because eating it myself was too creepy to confirm."

Luciana smiles bitterly with her tongue out.

I certainly don't want to take the initiative to taste it.

Still must have made a lot of prototypes for me.

Luciana is doing me no less than Glom.

Apparently she belongs to the Demon King's Army because she fell in love with my strength.

It means that as long as I reign in my strongest being, I will continue to follow without betrayal.

There is no more reliable subordination.

Drinking liquid while talking to Luciana in public, I heard things behind me.

If you look, Dorda is roaming with a fork in both hands.

"neck da...... neck ga foot linai......"

Dorda was leaking groans, as usual.

The old wolf's head is chewing thick meat.

The gaze was colored to lick the food on the table.

(Is what you eat stored in your body...?

When I had a question that didn't matter, a figure appeared standing in front of Dorda.

That was Yura.

She pokes her finger at Dorda.

"Individual Name Warn Dorda - Stop the Rampage Now. We're moving on to repressive action."

"No Nanoda... Neck Ga, Nakeleva..."

Both develop an atmosphere that does not give way to a single step.

Of course it wasn't pressing.

You won't even have to arbitrate.

"That's a peaceful thing."

"Right. Smiling Wow."

Watching the exchange between the two, me and Luciana mouthed each beverage.