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

I declare myself seated.

A heightened mind restores calm.

He seemed more nervous than I thought.

Drain the power into the limbs and see the Great Spirit.

She was silent for a while, sitting quietly in a chair.

"- You don't seem to be lying. I asked you something innocent. I have no objection."

I couldn't read the inside, but they convinced me for a second.

I don't think the Great Spirit would shy away in these circumstances.

I guess it really doesn't matter that I pulled back.

As the Great Spirit sat down, Gwen clapped his hand for attention.

She takes the meeting to a wrap-up.

"Well, does anyone else want to give an opinion?

With his hands on his hips, Gwen looks around at the indoor faces.

Grom was weeping from his orbit.

I try to hit the cloth and push it away, but I'm obviously not in time.

He was crying like a groan.

Luciana has a flamboyant smile.

When I looked at him, I let him tilt his neck.

It contained a labour-like gaze.

Henry wore a glass just to celebrate.

Emptying it in one breath, I grab the liquor bottle up without stopping my hand.

Now they're going to drink it without pouring it into the glass.

Logan sat quietly in arms.

It's a difficult look, but if you look closely, your mouth angle is a little up.

Dorda howled.

He is excited to slap his left and right fists on the round table.

It is brilliantly damaged so I have to repair it later.

Yura looked around at the other faces in turn.

bewildered as to what to do before the various reactions.

After reflection, she fisted modestly.

Diela is laughing softly.

She was confused, stealing Henry's liquor.

I start drinking it with joy and trembling.

The Great Spirit was watching the indoors.

The last time he looked at me, he nodded small.

And disappeared without sound.

Although there was no sense of unity in the reaction, it generally showed understanding and convincing.

You can't see anyone who disagrees.

There will be differences in interpretation, but my representations seem to have reached each of them.

Whatever you think, if it's accepted, that's fine.

Gwen, similarly perceiving the atmosphere of the venue, smiles and enters the narrative.

"That's all the explanation from me, then. Thank you for listening."

After a thank you, Gwen put his hand on my shoulder.

And whisper satisfactorily.

"It's a baton touch. Later."

…………

The meeting was over safely, but the real deal came from here.

We needed to get ready.

When I get up, I give the instructions I had in mind.

"Seven days later, resurrect the previous brave men. Until then, I want you to do your job."

So cut the words, and I glance at the executives.

Those who have supported the Demon King's army together.

I must tell them clearly.

"- I intend to survive no matter what the end. I will not relinquish the power of the Demon King. I'll do my best for world peace."

That's all I told you, I left the room with a drink on my back.