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

That night I went to a room in the royal castle.

It is a room with a large round table in the middle of the room.

In a chair lined up to enclose, the familiars sat.

It's gross to sit in arms.

Lighting a flame in his orbit, he observes other executives.

It was a worthy gaze somewhere.

Perhaps even a grommetic sequence determines it.

Luciana was wearing makeup looking in the hand mirror.

He's moving his hands with a cool look.

There was no problem with the intimidating groms next door.

Henry was drinking.

Underneath his feet, an empty bottle is already rolling.

Pre-conference attitude is a big problem, but no one blames it.

Logan closes his eyes and doesn't move.

You look asleep, but I'm sure you're just sharpening your consciousness.

He is a quiet man.

I guess that state will calm you down.

Dorda was raw meat.

Sometimes I'm leaking groans.

Like Henry, he enjoyed his meal.

Yura sat correctly in her posture.

It stands still as if it were a figurine.

The expression honor student was a good fit.

Diela looked bored as she slammed against the round table.

From time to time, I look at Henry's liquor with envy.

I know you want to have dinner, but I want you to be a little more patient.

At the edge of the distinctive round table sat the Great Spirit.

I called her, too.

The Great Spirit is not obliged to participate in this meeting.

When I asked him out on the premise that he would be half-dejected, he got his consent for the taste of eating.

I guess she understands the seriousness of the meeting.

As a defensive mechanism, I think he's going to keep an eye on where the story goes.

You have to be careful what you say and do.

Nevertheless, it is rare for executives to get together like this.

It was a sight I had never seen before.

I look at reliable faces before I cut out the story.

"They got together a lot tonight. Thank you."

"That's okay. It's important, isn't it?

Luciana responds with a wave.

There were no indications that the others seemed dissatisfied.

With all its epitome, Grom builds momentum.

"What are you talking about? Do it! If the Demon King calls, we'll rush to the back of the world!

"I was planning on sourcing liquor in which Michi Wang capital. Just fine."

Henry smiles as he pours booze into the glass.

In his case, I feel that purchasing alcohol is a matter of fate.

I won't bother to check, but I'm probably not wrong.

Logan, on the other hand, says, frowning on his liquor chi.

"The meeting this time of year has to do with those who raid the Demon King's Army."

"That's right. With the help of the Great Spirit, we found out who we are."

Tension runs on the spot, skinning my answers.

After all, everyone was concerned.

Having perceived it, I explain to everyone what was communicated by the Great Spirit.

"If left alone, the Savior of the Fantasy will destroy the Demon King's army. We have to deal with this as soon as possible."

"Measures ha...... Arno, Dana?

Dorda asked as she scratched her werewolf head.

It's an inexorable way to talk, but reason seems to be established.

"Whatever. I'm going to get approval to execute at this meeting."

"Approval? Though I don't think anyone would disagree"

"Individual Name Follow Luciana's Opinion - Whatever the content, I'm not going to go against the Master's suggestions"

Luciana and Jura speak respectively.

Their point was natural.

I answer solemnly.

"You can execute it arbitrarily if you just destroy the Savior of the Fantasy. But my way of opening it is not"

"You have something else in mind."

Here the Great Spirit pinched the word.

I nodded and raised my fist.

Everyone's gaze concentrates there.

"With this measure, I intend to solve three problems"

I get my index finger up.

We continued with the appropriate time.

"The first is the extinction of the Savior of the phantom"

Continue and raise your middle finger.

Some showed spittish behavior.

"The second is the killing of the will of the world"

More fingers up.

In the meantime, a tense silence came.

I declare without hesitation.

"And the third is the resurrection of the brave predecessors."