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

A few days later, the Director reported to me.

An agent in the case died suddenly.

unexpected content, and I was surprised by this as well.

He said he took his breath away to sleep, without any sign until just before.

That's just something you can't leave alone.

To find out the truth, I immediately headed to the lab.

Moving underground, the director rushed right in.

She keeps her head down.

"I'm sorry, Demon King! I've been keeping an eye on you for a while here...... Huh!

"Never mind. I probably couldn't have prevented it either."

I calm the director down.

It was not a comfort, it was a pure fact.

The situation constantly monitored by the current Director means that all defenses are in place.

There is no tougher attitude than that.

Even if I had thoroughly managed the agents, it would have turned out the same way.

This failure, it was almost inevitable.

There is no reason to blame the Director.

Instead, in the midst of everything unknown, she should praise her heart and effort for agreeing to the analysis.

I moved to an isolated room under the guidance of the director.

She leads the way a little less energetic.

"This is our room...... go ahead"

In the middle of the invited room lay the intelligence agents side by side.

I can't feel the reaction of life.

Definitely seems dead.

He had a restful look on his face.

The last time I saw it, it was moving with fear and haste, but the shadow is not at all.

If you just look, you really look like you're just asleep.

The director stood by the intelligence agents.

She puts her hand on the neck muscle of one of them.

"No trauma, no sickness or curse kind found. Seriously, you're suddenly dead."

"Hmm..."

I give in before the body.

Certainly no trauma.

I couldn't even feel the unusual magic flow, it was really just a corpse.

Next, examine the eyes of the body.

Again, I don't see any anomalies in this one either.

Never paying attention to the will, never getting mental contamination.

None of it feels like a peek in.

(No traces of surgery were seen, and the cause of death is unknown. That's troublesome)

I conceive as I examine the corpses in turn.

The absence of anomalies so far was, on the contrary, unnatural.

I don't know why he's dead.

It is too puzzling.

All the bodies were in the same condition.

That unnecessarily bothers my head.

"You're hit. Seems the surgeon has decided to use it."

Sudden death is probably man-made.

Someone who worked in the eyes of an intelligence agent must have started it remotely.

I don't know what technique, but I was sure something was done.

"Have you ever found out in the analysis?"

"Right. It's compiled as material."

From the entrance and exit, another director comes.

She has handed me a bunch of paper.

What's written down there is the intel's analysis.

The director's examination is detailed.

He seemed to be trying to solve the mystery from various points of view.

According to that, the operator still exists.

He said he was looking at this one, via the eyes of an intelligence agent.

My eye contact with the surgeon made me almost mentally contaminated.

There are no other special effects.

Intelligence agents seemed to treat him like just a surveillance device.

Someone must have used it to scout the demon kingdom.

Although unfortunately it has not led to clear clues, it is moving forward steadily.

There was also a solid increase in the volume of information.

Crushing the extra possibilities is also an important task.

Neither did disproportionate human experiments take place.

Nor would the director's analysis have been directly linked to sudden death.

"I'm pretty sure when I looked him in the eye, he went out of his way... it would have been perfect if only I could tell the coordinates over there"

"Is there a mental disorder?"

"No problem at all. You're right, I'm full of energy!

"... that's good"

To the director who answers with a smile, I feel indescribable.

Looking at the material, the director seems to have stared into the eyes of the intelligence agent many times.

It also stated that they didn't blink and stared at each other all day and night.

I guess it's not an exaggeration, it's a fact.

Obviously off track, but the director was of this character from the beginning.

It is not the effect of mental contamination.

In the meantime, I could grasp what I found out at the moment.

It doesn't make sense to stay longer than this.

I'm still concerned that the identity and purpose of the other person remains unclear, but I couldn't help it in a hurry.

While organizing my mind, I give instructions to the Director.

"For one thing, I'll keep the body. I'd like to continue to ask for analysis. Let me know if you need anything."

"I understand! I'll see what I can do!

Intelligence is dead, but the analysis itself is progressing.

I'll have to explore it somehow in the future.

I left it to the director, who responded strongly, and I went back in time to look.