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

Two days later, a feast of victory was held in the Wang capital.

The beasts of the outside world crusaded without remaining.

With the removal of the culprits of the confusion, there is peace between the bundles on the continent.

There was also a festival in Castle Downtown, which looked pretty busy.

People of all races spend as much time making noise as they like.

I was in a room in the castle.

This is a space where only a limited number of people can enter.

I thought it would be more relaxing and enjoyable.

But it seems that the prospect was a big mistake.

"Dwight! Oh, it's Dwight!

It's Diela with a glass on her big crotch.

She was laughing with a reddish face.

It looks like the liquor has been spinning for a long time.

Diela dropped and fell in.

Expand the barrier before it hits.

Diela, who was to snag at the barrier, stood back dissatisfied.

I ask her that.

"What?"

"Cheers!

That's what I say. Diela shakes the glass.

I asked him to put up the glass at hand.

Diela waves her arms down with joy.

Each other's glasses collided, and the high sound echoed.

Diela is losing her strength because of her intoxication.

If the glass hadn't been fortified in an aggressive fashion, it would have been flashly smashed.

Every pseudo golem exploded, Diela, but this is how it was safe.

He has survived on his own from the remains of the Golem, which has become irreversible.

Henry, who also survived, was now letting Logan drink.

Logan seems pretty annoying, but he accepts it in the way he said he disagrees.

It may have been a hassle to say no.

I look indoors.

Dorda and Jura were present until earlier, but are now attending the banquet of the general soldiers of the Demon King's Army.

I checked with farsighted witchcraft and it seemed to be uplifting.

Sitting on the edge seats, Luciana enjoys wine with a view of the night.

"Still a stinking face."

Diela tells me to peek into me.

For some reason it was a gaze containing pity.

"Because it's bone, I can't change my expression"

"That's not the point. Your Lord has a hard head."

Diela exaggerated and sighed.

A great shadow appears behind it.

Allowing flames to dwell in one orbit was a grom on the verge of fury.

"My predecessor. How dare you disrespect the Demon King?"

"I'm not Dwight's senior! I mean, whatever you do!

"Guru, manipulate..."

Grom is frightened with regret.

Just because you're a senior Demon King doesn't mean you can do whatever you want.

It was a less than manipulative statement.

But Grom seems to be under barometric pressure over Diela's grand claims

I turned off the signs and moved subtly.

Diela and Grom are arguing.

You'd be right to leave it alone until it's sedated.

I went to Luciana.

She glances at both with a frightened look.

"You're always fighting, aren't you, those two? She's like a child. Wow."

…………

I stare silently at Luciana.

It's not like I made a joke.

She was the one who had the impression that Grom and I were arguing frequently.

I remember that from a pretty early age.

"Demon King Sama, didn't you think about being a little rude right now?

"... it's my fault"

I shake my head and deny it.

Luciana is sharp.

You shouldn't be thinking about anything extra.

Later, we enjoyed the night view while we chatted.

Luciana takes a seat where she drinks up her wine.

"Then Atashi will come face to face with his men. Sama the Demon King, have a good time tonight, okay?

"Okay."

I nod, Luciana leaves the room through the door.

I made sure it was replaced and signs appeared behind me.

It doesn't belong to the executive.

Looking back, there stood the Great Spirit.

I ask her, hiding my confusion.

"Why are you here?"

"Was it inconvenient?

"It's not. I just didn't expect it."

What a strange sight that the Great Spirit is at the feast.

I didn't expect to come where I invited you.

This time we were working together because we had a common enemy, but fundamentally a relationship we can't say we're on our side.

It was just a lack of opportunity for hostility.

I took an empty glass placed in an affordable place.

Pour fruit liquor there and give it to the Great Spirit.

"Drink."

"Thank you"

Upon receiving the glass, the Great Spirit leaned against the position at the mouth.

The contents gradually diminish.

The Great Spirit, who let go of the glass, cut out the subject.

"Thank you for your help this time. Thanks to you, we were able to destroy the beasts of the outside world."

"Thank you for saving me."

I honestly give it back.

This was true.

Without the Great Spirit, there would have been further damage.

Nothing short of luck for her to take the initiative.

"What about the other defense mechanisms?

"The majority went to sleep after the role. Some individuals won't wake up until hundreds of years from now. I go into dormancy, too. If you need anything, we will contact you via Jura"

"Right."

The defense mechanism is designed to protect the world.

Now that the threat of the beast has vanished, it is no longer a situation that can manifest itself freely.

…………

The Great Spirit silences there.

She was standing looking indoors.

Oddly awkward air.

I ask to explore.

"You still got something?

"No. Nothing"

The Great Spirit, responding with no heart or a quick mouth, fades its appearance.

I thought it would disappear as it were, and she speaks on the way.

"I forgot. I'll just advise you one thing. its mighty power, but be careful how you use it"

It's because you're the target of a defensive mechanism.

When I answered, the Great Spirit nodded.

She leaves for a little while and squeals.

"I don't want to be hostile to you"

"I agree."

"That would be fine. Excuse me during the feast."

The Great Spirit disappeared this time.

The signs become completely imperceptible.

I guess I went into dormancy somewhere.

"Admiral, it's tough! Logan's down! I need you to heal me with magic!

I heard Henry.

If you do your gaze, Logan is rocked.

It was like a corpse.

It would be caused by drinking too much alcohol.

When I take my seat, I walk up to them.

"... oh, okay"

Demon King's Army beyond predicament, but problems were still piling up.

But once in a while, you'll need to breathe.

Now I'm going to enjoy this time.