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

On that day, I was doing administrative work during a glance.

I don't feel the piles of stacked paperwork have dwindled since earlier.

The clerk sitting in every part of the room is also disturbing his head.

He had managed to move his arm before his desperate workload.

When another clerk enters the room there, he adds to his desk a bunch of documents he had.

The clerk looked at his colleague unfortunately before leaving the room.

Thoughts were also clerks who reacted to thoughts, but when they lost so much, they returned to work silently.

This sight was also no longer routine.

Every day, their hard work in taking it seriously will be quite something.

That's all I'm doing was, for one thing, reducing my burden.

I have to thank you.

(Regardless, I'm not just thankful...)

I observe the clerks.

And when he found the overworked, he spoke and then forwarded him to the dormant room.

I'll take over and handle the work he leaves behind.

It's too late to deal with it after it falls.

Unlike me, they are not immortals.

A healthy life is essential.

I was trying to actively encourage sleep from here because it was difficult to rest because of my working situation.

While scratching my side head, I drop my eyes on the paperwork.

(That's a tricky one...)

War on the continent declined dramatically compared to before.

Ties between states have become stronger, so much so that they are scattered close to half mergers.

On the other hand, there are many minor feuds and crimes.

It also includes corruption cases, he said.

Various measures have been imposed, but have not led to a fundamental solution.

(Will I still need to show it off)

But it was also a subtlety of how far it worked.

Even if it is a crisis in the world, there are those who work evil.

With all the more damage, we may not want a great deal of results.

It wouldn't be realistic to take control of each and every one of them.

We are still certain to dispatch the Demon King's Army's Hands to infiltrate each organization.

Though time consuming, we can proceed without roughing things up.

It has been implemented many times before, but with definite results.

After all, each force should be cleansed regularly.

I want to tailor the soil that the righteous can play and make it a situation where this one doesn't have to intervene.

Momentum opened the door as I turned my thoughts around.

It was Grom who showed up bravely.

He extends his spine to greet him.

"Good morning, Demon King! It's a crisp morning!

"You got here a long time ago. It was supposed to be noon."

As I pointed out, Grom nodded happily.

"As a servant of the Demon King, it is only natural to spare time. Whatever you say, I (I) am the second demon king in the sequence!

Grom proudly says with his fist on his chest.

Satisfied he raised his hand in anticipation when he saw the tragedy indoors.

"Can I help you with your administrative work, if you like?"

"Oh, please"

"I understand!

When Grom gets to one of the desks, he starts processing the paperwork at a rate that creates remnants.

The surrounding clerks are flabbergasted by the fierce speed.

Eventually they returned it to me and resumed their work.

Grom groans happily as he moves his eight arms at high speed.

"But I miss it. When you're at your desk on the side of the Demon King, you'll remember the old days."

"... right"

When I stop working, I send my gaze out the window.

Beneath the blue sky, the streets of the vast Wang capital continued.

It's natural to feel nostalgic.

Currently, we operate on separate lands.

- Five hundred years had passed since we defeated the brave Claire Button.