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

Even then I was walking in the night sky.

Turn the subject around by asking yourself repeatedly about the thoughts that accumulate one after the other, making sure to say half of them.

From time to time, even if my foot became unconstrained, I adjusted my technique in return.

It's not a physical disorder.

It would rather be the opposite factor.

…………

Looking at his own black hand, signs appeared behind him.

Looking back, there stood the grom.

Grom puts his hand on his chest and reports to me.

"Demon King, the construction of the fortress has been completed on the southern continent. Place your forces later, please."

"Okay."

I nodded at the report, and proceeded to walk again.

Leave it for a little while and Grom will speak up.

"... is something bothering you"

"I'm just wary of new issues. It wouldn't be so much a concern."

I communicated my conversation with Gwen.

I will also describe the measures proposed by her.

Grom also knows about the will and saviour of the world.

I seem to have understood right away how it works.

Grom strokes his jaw in a magical way.

"Hmm. That we prepare heroes and gather the will of the world there...... That's a pretty clever way to do it. That would be the beast of the outside world."

"I'm going to implement this plan."

"I agree. It's a good measure to minimize the problem. Prepare the hero later."

"Oh, please"

Grom is involved in various fields of Demon King territory.

He's one of the chief executives after me.

We also know about people from all over the place, and we will be able to see and repair people who are tailored to this measure.

So the conversation broke off and silence came.

I don't care to keep walking.

Grom, who finished his report, seemed to be standing behind him in silence.

I thought I'd just walk away, and he speaks abruptly.

"You still seem to be worried about something. Would you mind if I told you? I promise I won't say anything else."

…………

I stop and see the grom.

The flames in one eye only weakened the mind.

Smoking in the wind.

(Were they still spotted)

Among the subordinates, Grom takes a good look at me.

I also often notice minor changes in my mood and care about something.

You probably guessed it from how I was this time too.

Sure, I'm worried right now.

I've turned away, but this is for sure.

Although I have been invisible in my busy work, this is how I expose myself when it comes to blank time.

It could have been counterproductive to reaffirm the way the Demon King was.

I admit to pointing it out, I squeal without turning my face to Grom.

"Sorry."

"The Demon King will never apologize. It's an honor to talk to you."

There was a sign that Grom would give a compliment.

He talks calmly.

I kept doing as I always did.

I don't know what you think inside.

I'm sure you're worried.

But he didn't put it on the table, and he was conscious not to break his position as a consultant.

You can't waste his good intentions.

"... eh"

I tried to mouth the troubles in my chest.

But I hesitate reflexively.

I felt terrified to speak.

Besides, I didn't have a choice to stop here.

I am not alone.

There are people I can count on.

I decided not to carry him alone.

After spending quite a bit of time, I finally vent my worries.

"- I want that guy to see the world today"