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

I observe the detained agents.

The details were carefully examined.

I won't forget to confirm it from a magical point of view.

After spending a lot of time watching, I stroke my jaw.

(No surgical interference seen......)

The intelligence agents didn't see anything strange in particular.

It's about a disturbance of magic if you insist, but that's due to the magic props used to restrain it.

It's not their own problem.

But there's got to be something wrong.

It's in such a state that Luciana called me.

In fact, it doesn't even make sense of her charm.

It was impossible, first and foremost, to endure with the spiritual strength of an ordinary man.

They rarely have people who don't work because of compatibility issues, but that would be one or two too.

It is unlikely that all those around twenty will not work.

There is still some cause lurking.

(Is it applied a technique that I can't even sense)

Although unlikely, it's also not something you can deny from your head.

Magic is constantly advancing.

Sometimes the effectiveness of the technique leaps from a small flash.

It is not uncommon for a system that has been mistreated to overshadow previous evaluations.

It was therefore no surprise that a technique had been developed to deceive my eyes.

Countries are dawn on demon king measures.

There were no noticeable events since the sub-gods, and days of calm appeared to have continued.

This time, dark clouds began to drift into the situation.

I ask Luciana.

Do you know who these people belong to?

"That's the subtlety, isn't it? Most of them have eye-catchers, but I'm not sure they're at this rate."

Luciana sighed.

I have no choice.

The demon kingdoms are being sent in intelligence agents from various countries.

These days, intelligence agents may come from outside the continent.

There are too many candidates for the enemy to squeeze.

While we were talking, the agents were just so upset.

They sweat a lot and drool from their mouths.

Everyone was all set and frightened.

(... it's a different sight)

If you are an agent enough to be sent to the heart of the Demon King's Land, your liver is resting.

Because of his professional training, he was uncomfortable with how he continued to be afraid in this way.

Isn't it too much to be frightened of me?

They are even aware of the development whereby their identities are revealed and detained.

If I'm not prepared for all sorts of things, I can't be doing intelligence or anything.

After adding those circumstances, it's still weird.

They seemed scared of something else.

"... Hmm"

When I stood in front of one of the intelligence agents, I largely removed my blindfold.

I also pull out the monkeys that were letting me bite them to prevent suicide.

The intelligence man looked wet in sweat and tears.

He is staring into the void and his half-open mouth is leaking a slight groan.

I grabbed the man's jaw.

Try to force your gaze together as it is.

"Look at my face"

"Oh, oh... eh"

The man calls, shakes his head and resists.

I swayed my restrained limbs and rammed out.

"Be quiet. Nothing."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

The man repeats the same words in a heartbeat.

Blood was running out of my nose.

Is it too exciting or is it some sort of surgery action?

I still don't see any anomalies in attempting to analyze it.

"I did it. It's not supposed to happen. I don't want to die a bastard if you say no then."

"Take a deep breath. Listen to me."

"Ugh, Ugh...!

The man keeps raising his odd voice.

Meaningful words were also disjunctive.

What has been painfully conveyed is as much intense regret and fear.

The conversation at heart doesn't make it at all.

"Calm down."

I grabbed the man's hair and let him raise his face to power.

The man spits a lot of blood out of his mouth.

Apparently, he bit off his tongue.

I was instantly cured by witchcraft.

The man coughs up and spits blood.

For one thing, the suicide seemed to have been stopped.

I pay attention to a man's eyes.

The hazy glance, as always, doesn't look at this one.

The blue iris was trembling and the black pupil was contracting.

"Hmm?"

I sense discomfort there.

Behind the man's eyes, I felt something snarl.

It is not a reaction due to agitation.

Something moved clearly.

I stare at the interest drawn to me.

And I realized one fact.

It's not me peeking in.

This is more like peeking in from the other side -.

"………………"

The next moment, I move my hands reflexively.

The man rotted in disgust and transformed into a ghoul in an instant.

There will be no more calls, just a dripping presence.

The left and right eyeballs drifted down the orbits, turning into black mucus.

"Demon King Sama? Are you okay...?

Luciana calls from behind.

Turning around, she looked worried.

(What's that...)

I see agents who have become ghouls.

It's not a man's trick.

He was genuinely frightened, not acting.

I wasn't in a mental state where I could activate the surgery.

In the first place, the man's magic remained disturbed until the end.

Even if a third party had attempted an attack via the body of an intelligence agent, it would have failed first.

But I definitely got some kind of interference.

It's like a different ability from existing sorcery.

I had a sensation of incompetence.

Together, he was pushed with anxiety that seemed to overshadow his spirit from the ground up.

If we are constantly receiving this from humans, we are also convinced that the intelligence agents are losing their sanity.

If it had not been the immortal, by now the heart would have beaten to the point of rupture.

I have strictly quarantined the remaining agents with a curse.

Conscious not to look directly into their eyes.

Soon the intelligence agents were besieged by a colored border.

The junction is multiplied and cannot be destroyed, even by the Great Magic of Attack Specialization.

Having finished activating the procedure, I command Luciana.

"I manage these people. I need you to continue processing the agents."

"What will Sama the Demon King do?

"Moving to solve the problem. This is urgent."

That's all I answered, and I took the agents and transferred them.