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

I can also understand Grom bothering me.

There are more worrying verses than the original, but there were elements that could not be ignored without it.

This time we don't just fight strong enemies.

The brave predecessors are, to me, my beloved figures.

Face to face with her, I don't know how to react.

Grom feels it.

At a gathering of executives, I affirmed that I would serve with the mission of the Demon King.

But that's just the mouth, too.

In fact, we may not be able to act as declared.

Maybe I'll follow that guy's claim.

Worst of all, it was conceived as a fear of being destroyed without a fight.

I am ready but still can't say enough that I will never change my mind.

Grom is an ancient dragon of the Demon King's Army.

As the first executive, I know my past and purpose better than anyone else.

And I've also been sympathetic to distress.

In reason, you want to trust me.

But I am concerned because you know me too well.

As a result, it was causing irritation due to the planking of reason and emotion.

To have such a problem would disqualify you as a master.

Still, I am the Demon King, and Grom is the subordinate.

It is my role to alleviate the anxiety that precipitates within him.

"Don't worry, it's going to be difficult."

"... sorry"

Grom apologizes with a groaning voice.

He seemed to remember self-loathing for not trusting me enough.

I'm leaning down, shaking my shoulders.

One eye flame, it was so small that it seemed to disappear.

(This is where it stands)

I've decided what to tell you.

Don't lie, just tell the truth.

Decided, I tell Grom.

"That's fine. Your deep thoughts aren't bad."

"- Huh!"

Grom raised his face with momentum.

When the gaze is crossed, the flame of one eye regains momentum.

It was only two words, but my feelings seemed to have been conveyed.

I lay my hand on his shoulder and I tell him on top of it.

"I will definitely return. We'll do each other a favor."

"... Ha! I understand!

When Grom salutes him in a agile move, he gives me a bow of grace before transferring.

Until just before was a move that was as stray as a lie.

Doubt was not dispelled.

With it, I was ready to complete my mission.

Grom has work to do.

Ask him to stop the saviour of the illusory statues raging around everywhere.

With as much power as Grom, it would also be possible to contain the damage.

It was pretty strained, so there shouldn't be any particular problem.

(if you don't live up to the trust directed)

Grom is the immortal I created.

It uses the souls of the people of the King's capital who slaughtered it, and it's not strange to be resented if you follow the roots.

In fact, initially my reign as a servant was not in effect.

Because of that, we met and we were to kill each other early.

But right now, Grom sensed my purpose and was following it of his own free will.

He has a caretaker personality, but a loyalty that I don't have to doubt.

Nor is that blind worship.

Sometimes it raises questions and tries to take my pre construction and heart.

I am so loyal to you.

I've been supported many times.

The only thing I can give back to a grom like that is the result.

I don't know what the hell will happen after I bring that guy back to life.

Still, I had to move on.

You can't stop being the Demon King.

"The exchange now, it was so demon-like. Wow. It's not good."

I heard a voice I was used to hearing with the applause.

Walking from the opposite direction to Grom were Luciana and Henry.