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

Luciana rushes over with her face shining.

When she observed me from various angles, she held me softly.

"It's been about five years, hasn't it? Demon King Sama, it's no different at all Wow."

"If you say that, so do you."

I point out while escaping Luciana's detention.

Her appearance hasn't changed since we first met.

Indeed, Sacubas has a long life and a long time of youth.

However, it is an anomaly that this much remains the same.

Sacubas was not a species that could live for five hundred years in the first place.

Luciana, pointed out, responds with pleasure.

"Right? It's really convenient to be immortal."

smudges and she speaks.

He was right, Luciana was immortal today.

It's the effect of drinking the blood of an undead bird.

The undead bird, said to be a phantom being, was a defensive mechanism.

At one point, however, a nation discovered a place to live and launched an attack in search of its flesh.

It was Luciana who saved the crisis.

Receiving blood as consideration, she is content with eternal youth in her hands.

Luciana, one of the oldest Demon King's armies, but touching her age seems to damage her mood.

I hear the delivery is paying close attention.

Such Luciana spoke with a cool grin when she saw Grom.

Bone minister's looking good, too.

"It would be natural. The Demon King cannot serve unless he is in perfect condition at all times. Unlike you who gave up your position."

Grom says in a slightly spicy tone.

What he is saying was that Luciana stopped being the Demon King.

Surely that was about three hundred years ago.

Luciana was in charge of a pillar of the Demon King at the time.

But when he suddenly gave the seat to one of his men, he embarked on a wandering journey.

Practical problems did not arise because those who became successor demon kings excelled.

So I don't particularly care.

I also thought it seemed like a free-handed girlfriend.

But Grom couldn't see her abandoning the Demon King's position.

Apparently this is an unforgettable event to still touch.

It is a serious, his-like idea.

Blamed Luciana argues with Grom in a fed up manner.

"You know what the right material is? Sometimes it's not just a sense of responsibility."

"Guru..."

Grom roars.

They can't find a word to fight back.

I had admitted Luciana's claim out of the blue.

She travels at will, but she's not just playing.

Luciana has decided every time the demon king of the world who was in charge, and has not neglected to gather information everywhere.

He advises the demon king of his generation and sometimes moves into backwork.

Luciana didn't get into trouble and relinquish her position.

I just moved into a position that was right for me.

Grom understands that.

So I can't argue.

Either that or you're angry at the fact that you dared to make a serious decision on your own.

Each of the two statements had their own legitimacy.

They were both staring at each other, but eventually Luciana shrugged her shoulders and laughed bitterly.

She poked the grom lightly at her fingertips.

"Fair enough. Next time, let me come to your world."

"Um, let's be good. I'll show you around."

Grom nods honestly.

There were no particular signs of rejection.

Sometimes it doesn't fit because we've been dating for years.

But a hard trust was built in my heart because I could say it to each other as I please.

If you really hate each other, you won't even be able to have a conversation like this.

Grom and Luciana were, as always, close.