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

I will proceed with administrative work while I look at it.

I've been unusually busy at one time, but I've been calm lately.

Even when it comes to work, permits for operations throughout the territory predominate.

Other than the important case, other clerks handled it for me.

There are therefore few occasions when my judgment is mandatory.

This was also the fruit of the efforts made by the subordination.

To smooth the demon kings' realm, they are repeatedly making fine improvements in clerical connection.

Thanks to this, my burden had been dramatically reduced.

I would not have been able to optimize this far on my own.

I have to thank you.

(Nevertheless, I wonder who they are this time)

Beside breaking a pile of paperwork, I wonder.

The suddenly dead agents, but they have an idea of what country they were sent from.

The investigation by Luciana reveals this, albeit generally.

They had been seconded by several countries.

But we weren't working together, we just infiltrated the Wang capital at the same time.

They had nothing in common, they were all coming to abnormalities in their spirit.

It is hard to believe that countries have consigned to each other.

I didn't hear such an unknown technique had been developed.

It may have been a confidential and ongoing plan, but it's too abrupt nonetheless.

Covert detectives are also carefully looking into the circumstances behind each country.

As things stand, I didn't hear anything that might be relevant.

If more than one country is working together, there should be more information out there.

It must be slightly unnatural that this one hasn't grabbed anything.

That's why I don't think it's a case of national entanglement like before.

What then surfaced was the possibility that forces outside the country were the culprits.

I strongly doubt this possibility.

No solid basis, intuitive anticipation.

Could a third party unrelated to the state have planted a spell in the eyes of the intelligence agents?

The man who plants the operation must have been randomly chosen from among the intelligence agents.

That's why I don't feel united in my country.

Somehow I know why someone used an agent.

You wanted to see me through their eyes.

The key objective is unknown.

Because it is inconvenient to face each other directly, contacts have been made in a safe manner.

I was dutifully struck by the plan.

Anyway, I want to find out where they are.

That would have made it possible to assault.

Less preferred, but can also take the option of annihilating with a force push.

It was the truth that I didn't want to let obscure forces go wild.

Thinking a lot, the door slammed.

Henry comes into the room with one hand up from there.

"Hey, Admiral. I need to talk to you a little bit about the formation and arming of the army..."

"Okay."

I moved to a large table indoors.

Get the irrelevant paperwork out of the way and sit across from Henry.

Then we started a light consultation.

Along with the topic sought by Henry, we will also have a meeting on plans for future aggression.

It's an important project, but we'll just roll it out along the established route.

There will be no debate, and the story will go on without delay.

In the middle of it, a dark spot arose at the edge of his vision.

I stop thinking and watch.

The blackheads were creepy.

At the same time, it mixes sounds like tinnitus.

(... what?

I lean my neck.

As the blackheads stretched out like creatures, they tried to wrap themselves around Henry.

Even with the gradual impending contact, Henry continues the conversation unaware.

…………

I ventured to kill and tried to activate my witchcraft.

As soon as that happens, the blackheads disappear.

It never showed up again, and I couldn't hear my tinnitus.

(Was it an illusion...?

I try to make an eye rubbing motion.

Shortly afterwards, I remembered that there was no such thing as an eye.

"Admiral, what's wrong?"

Henry asks me.

He looked suspicious and was staring at this one.

"No... nothing"

I shake my head.

I learned an unpleasant cold on my spine.

I am being attacked by unspeakable discomfort.

When I get up from my chair, I head to the entrance and exit of the room.

With my hands on the door, I tell Henry.

"You seem a little tired. I'm sorry, but I'm gonna get some rest."

"Oh, you better do that. Even the immortal will need rest."

Henry said kindly.

He answers beyond the door. Speak to me.

Admiral.

"What?"

"Talk to me when the situation's ready. Nothing to hide."

I look back unexpectedly.

Henry looked serious.

I had a straight eye.

"- Okay."

I just nod and respond.

He seemed to have spotted everything.