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

I stop moving on Grom's remarks.

It was against expectations, but less surprising.

Scratched my forehead, I ask him correctly in posture.

"What happened? Tell me more."

"Yes, actually..."

Grom, who is afraid, begins to talk about the situation.

It seems that in a rioting continent, those who call themselves Saviors continued to emerge.

According to a spy investigation, the bard diffused the story.

Besides, he says he's exaggerating and altering the story.

Says the Savior is an unnamed hero.

Multiple people exist, helping people in the shadows.

Everyone is equipped with its qualities and can be the Savior by doing good deeds.

And whoever has become the Messiah, bless his soul.

Some humans, sensed by this, began to call themselves Saviors.

A spy who sensed the situation reported it to me via Grom.

"I see. It's troublesome."

"I'm sorry. If only the plan had been decided at an earlier stage..."

"You don't have to apologize. My prospects were sweet."

The rumor spread faster than expected.

It is unnaturally widespread.

Even adding to the presence of the bard, I felt too influential.

Maybe the will of the world is involved.

The emotions of the hero-seekers inspired the advent of the Savior.

Whatever it was, it was true that it could not be stopped.

(I'm sure not everyone is really naming the Savior)

If I tell you, it's just an epidemic.

Mostly close to entertainment.

It was just a joke for ordinary people to immerse themselves in a heroic mood.

If it was meant to be, it wouldn't hurt anyone.

However, it was the worst act of its nature in the present situation.

To trivial possibilities the will of the world intervenes and leads to unbelievable results.

There is no reason for a collection of aspirations.

The name of the Savior, who calls himself everywhere, has taken on a definite meaning.

No wonder someone in it woke up.

Someone may have already mastered the ability to stray from the normal track

I know what's going on. I order Grom.

"Tailoring the secret detective in the matter to the Savior is canceled. Have the activity continue as it has been."

"Ha, I command you so. What do you do when it comes to those who call themselves Saviors?

"Hmm..."

I think of the questions from Grom.

I inquired as I looked at his face.

"Grom, what would you do?"

"Was it me..."

The confused grom contemplates as he slaps his side head.

Eventually he answered, rolling his hatred.

"- Immediately, you'll kill them all. These are the undelivered who obstructed an important plan. It can't be in the interest of the Demon King's Army to keep it alive"

"Right."

"The Demon King seems to have a different opinion."

"Oh. I won't kill them all. Take advantage of this situation"

Killing everyone is easy.

But I just ran it at the moment, and it doesn't mean a lot.

On the contrary, the situation threatened to deteriorate more and more.

Mass dissatisfaction and fear may inspire the mind to seek the Savior to unnecessarily strengthen.

Anyway, existing operations are no longer available.

We have no choice but to proceed in a new way.

Summarizing my thoughts, I give Grom additional orders.

"Let them uncover and monitor the identity of the self-proclaimed Savior. Ask them to cooperate in world peace"

"Yes, I did! We'll do it right away."

Grom left the room in a agile move.

His signs flew out of the castle and instantly he went far.

…………

I turn my consciousness behind my back.

In the open window, Luciana sat down.

He showed up at the same time Grom left the room.

I guess I was eavesdropping on a series of conversations.

Luciana sighs deeply.

"We've got a problem. Aren't you hated by the will of the world?

"... you can't deny it"

to the will of the world has been obstructed many times in the past

I thought I'd manage to get out this time, but it doesn't seem that easy.

Luciana came into the room and turned her arm around my shoulder.

She whispers face-to-face.

"Well, I'll take care of all the arrangements. Failure is common."

"Exactly. I don't have time to be depressed."

I didn't expect to succeed more perfectly than I did before.

Failure is also in perspective.

I'm not expecting the Saviors to be disturbed, but it doesn't mean they can't handle it.

I have the experience and strength I have developed here.

"We'll get it back. We're the ones who make the world work."

"Nice! That kind of dialogue, it makes me tickle."

Luciana licked her lips as she said pleasantly.

She is not pessimistic about failure.

I'm rather burning my fighting spirit.

That winning attitude will have to be apprenticed.

Now it's time to transcend the will of the world.