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

"Sama the Demon King, by the way. Those twins, don't you know where they went?

"I didn't see it."

I exercised sensory witchcraft while answering.

I can detect signs of approaching, so I tell Luciana.

"Rumor has it he's here."

Two boys and girls emerged from the rear aisle.

He has chestnut hair and blue eyes, and two melons on his face.

However, there was a huge difference.

The boy was dressed like a bandit.

The girl, on the other hand, is wrapped in elegant clothing reminiscent of an aristocratic maid.

"Admiral! Let's fight!

The boy, who shouted fine, comes sickening down the hallway.

The movement cannot be seen by ordinary people.

It was a real acceleration.

The boy slashed me when he pulled out his armpit with one hand.

(All of a sudden...)

I stop slaughtering with defensive magic.

In a moment, a crack ran into a junctional sorcery.

Before being destroyed, the impacted is converted into steam to eject from the front of the junction.

"Oops!

The boy jumped backwards as he spun.

Use limbs to show supple landing.

He nodded his tongue, grinning with joy.

I tried to run out of there and they put their hands on my shoulders.

It was the faceless girl who stopped the boy.

When she comes before me, she pulls her sleeve and asks upward.

"Archaeology, I want to be with you. No?"

The begging girl looks pitiful.

But in his hands hidden behind him was a matte dagger gripped.

I don't feel like killing you, but if you show me the gaps, they'll set you up instantly.

(Damn, I'm a twin in trouble...)

I glance at boys and girls again.

The appearance of the two had a shadow of their former subordination.

I think they've become more and more alike every time they grow up.

These twins are descended from Archer Henry Blarkin.

The boy is Kenny Blarkin and the girl is Lana Blarkin.

I usually lived in a world that was under Luciana's jurisdiction, where I served as an executive of the Demon King's Army.

Sometimes when we meet like this, you want to fight me.

That personality would be exactly Henry's blood muscle.

Henry Brakin, two ancestors, died when he was ninety years old.

At that time, there was an incident in which an alien monster was attacked from dimensional distortion.

Henry led the army to victory on the front lines in a great war that would involve the whole continent.

That's how he died whilst his drink roared.

It wasn't caused by some kind of wound.

At that moment, his life expectancy as a human was exhausted.

Without suffering one of the illnesses, Henry was dawn in battle until just before his death.

He could also become immortal and gain eternal life.

That would have been possible for me, but Henry turned it down.

He was obsessed with life as a human being.

I don't deny it.

I would rather praise you a great deal.

That was what it was like to be human.

Henry's thoughts are also passed down to descendants.

Brakin's clan has accomplished various feats in its five hundred years of history.

There were those who cited numerous martial arts everywhere like twins.

As an excellent aide, there were those who controlled the battlefield on the board.

Some wanted the ultimate struggle and dared to be hostile to me.

This clan is free.

It is not dictated by the course of the times, but acts on its own thoughts.

What they have in common like that would be that they love the fight.

Whatever form it takes, it shows you a life that shines in the blink of an eye.

That strength always gave us fresh feelings.

The opinions and thoughts of the fatalists are valuable.

Executives of the Demon King's Army are mostly made up of outsiders.

Their statements, which are human beings, were sometimes helpful as values could deviate over the years.

A being that can never be taken lightly in any time.

As I remembered Henry drinking, Grom grabbed Lana's arm and let her go of me.

With his hands on his hips, he looks out for boys and girls.

"This, you guys. Do not stand in the way of the Demon King. If it's an audition, you can ask someone else."

"I'm not going to talk to you about being not as strong as the general. Oh, of course, Mr. Grom, but you can do it, right?

"I'm talking to the Demon King. I don't have time for archery."

Grom kicks Kenny's word.

Lana then raised her hand and expressed her opinion as she looked up to Grom.

"Architecture as we talk, or something?

"Today, this castle brings together demon kings from all over. They're all hand-worked. You can ask one of them. All right?"

Grom explains as he tells.

The two, who I assumed could not argue with, reluctantly agreed.

"Yeah, I got it."

"... yeah"

When they turned their heels back unfortunately, they ran away.

But when I left, they looked at me with anticipation.

I don't seem to have given up completely yet.

You can hang out later for about a mock fight.

Kenny and Lana were greedy for strength.

I guess the blood muscles have something to do with it, too, but the two of them have a solid purpose.

It's about getting the dragon bow that Henry once possessed.

It was now owned by another Blakin clan man, who would sooner or later speak in bold language when confronted.

I'm interested to see where the battle goes.

When the time came, I was going to see the upside of things.

Where the twins are gone, Luciana elbows Grom with a mean face.

"You've been a good babysitter for a long time. Why don't you go for your job over there?

"Are you jealous of me? You're just bad."

"- Aha, you'll tell me."

Luciana smiles black.

She laughed lightly and calmed down, wondering if the argument would begin again.

And walk out in the direction of Kenny and Lana's run away.

"Atashi takes care of those kids. I'll see you later."

"Oh, please"

Luciana and the twins are well acquainted.

You won't have a problem if you leave it to her.

Grom, on the other hand, sighs and roars.

"Damn, that sacubus is busy after five hundred years..."

"You seem to be close. Above all."

"Duh, where did you interpret it like that from, so it's awesome!

Grom summons like in a hurry.

How delightful that attitude was.

I dared not reply and resumed my stroll in the castle.