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

In front of my old friend, I remember a definite surprise.

Logan is an elf I met during my crusade to the Demon King.

I knew I was from this forest, but I didn't expect to be reunited in this way.

At the time we met, we should have lived in a human country.

He did say he was disgusted with his hometown.

He's returned to his hometown in the last decade, though he's uncertain about his history.

When I was remembering my old days, I got eyes on that Logan.

I can't even feel the dust gap. I have sharp eyes.

It has nothing to do with things like fright or fear.

Even before the demon king named me, he was not afraid.

"... what the hell is this all about"

Logan observing this one squeaks in a heavy tone.

The gaze of pursuit was directed at the elves, starting with the chief surrogate, not me.

They turn away and remain silent.

Given all of this, it would naturally be difficult to answer.

Because even though I had no other choice, I agreed to enslave the clan.

It was not strange to be expelled from the clan.

When I saw that I couldn't get a response from the elves, Logan next looked at me.

He speaks quietly of the question.

"Are you the Demon King?"

There was a lot of intimidation in the back of the calm voice.

A weak-minded object would butt in.

He was this kind of guy at the beginning of the encounter, but he seems even more polished.

I just confronted him and I can see how powerful he is.

(Well, what do we do)

In advance of the question, I covertly spin my thoughts.

From what Logan says and does, he doesn't seem to realize who I am.

Naturally because every part is transformed.

It was like it no longer existed, such as the shadow of me once.

There is not one advantage here in telling me that I am the wise man Dwight Harveld.

Things just get extra easy.

You should never talk.

I myself feared being confused by my emotions.

You should move on because you're just a demon king.

Cut it off for the rest of your life.

Having put together a policy, I respond to him without cowardice.

"That's right. I'll explain the situation."

Since the chief deputies are outsourcing, I will instead tell you how I have been.

Though the air froze further when I touched on slavery, there was no one to pinch my mouth as one.

It would be in order not to disturb Logan, who listens seriously.

It was not an atmosphere where emotional abuse was allowed.

"That's it. I came to those circulars."

"I see. I generally understood. You guys, lower your bows."

Having heard the story, Logan orders as he moves his hand.

Then the elves on the tree bowed down.

They disappear as they are lost in the leaves.

Somehow I knew, but the current Logan seems to be in a high place among the elves.

Logan walks over here.

Ignoring the fact that the escort tried to stop him, he came all the way to me.

"I'm late in introducing myself. Logan Lynn Freetilt, Elf Head of the World Tree Forest"

I notice in that name.

Apparently Logan had become a chief.

Not in a high position.

Standing at the top of an elf in the World Tree Forest.

Most of all, I can't help but convince myself from knowing him before.

Logan was the owner of all those vessels.

It does not have great feats, but it is undoubtedly personable.

If you look at him now, let's just say it's history.

"If we believe in the words of the Demon King, the Imperial Army will be repelled on condition of the subordination of the clan. You're not wrong, are you?

Logan's gaze was directed at surrogate chiefs.

She answers in a small voice.

"... Yes"

Nervous, surrogate chiefs were trembling.

You look pale, and you make me wonder if you're going to fall again.

As it is, the conversation seems to be irresistible.

I had no choice but to move on.

And ask Logan.

"Acting chieftaincy has already chosen enslavement as the general thrust of the clan. Any objections?

"Yes, what if I say so?"

"Until we get a full match. Until we reduce the number."

I answer Logan's question instantly.

Together, it gently dissipated the air in the body.

Close to a kind of act of intimidation or warning.

I'm just serious about what I told you.

I decided to enslave the elves.

If there is anyone who stands in its way, whoever it is shall be solemnly cleared.

It's no exception that it would be Logan in front of you.

The elves of the escort reacted to my killing and showed a clear fright.

Some people vomit on their knees on the ground.

Of that, Logan was the only one who wasn't moving.

He makes a grand point.

"I have no objection. Let us embrace slavery. Tell those who are not here later."

"Huh......!?

"Chieftain!?

When I heard Logan's answer, the other elves were stunned.

It must have been an unexpected word for them.

It must be emotionally unacceptable, although I am not in a position to say that I suggested it.

Nonetheless, the chief gave his consent.

"It's really embarrassing, but we can't beat the Imperial Army alone. As long as it stays ravaged, I choose to survive my clan through obedience"

In the attention of others, Logan speaks solemnly.

There was resolute determination there.

Whatever happens, overturning it won't come true.

There was a hegemony that just made me think so.

I push one step closer again.

"Don't you have two words?

"Naturally. So do not touch the people of the clan. Rebellion suppresses itself as a chief."

Logan answers looking to me.

I can't feel any lies or deception.

It was a declaration made with cloudless readiness.

I made sure of that. I nod.

"Elf's chief. I'll take your word for it. Now the forest of the world tree and the elves that live there will officially be the property of the demon king."

I exercised the same curse on what I had used between my eyes.

The rays hit the back of the elves' hands, starting with Logan.

With a slight glance, Logan checked the back of his own hand.

Then you look at me after the procedure.

"What did you do"

"It's a slave engraving. No harm if you don't even imitate extra."

I wasn't even willing to abuse it in the future.

If they act honestly, it's just a pattern.

It all depends on what the elves do.

"I want you to show me the Elf's residential area. To tie the line with some defensive magic."

"Fine. My sister, you show me around."

"Wow, I see..."

Acting chief speaks out in recognition.

I felt a little like him, but he was Logan's sister.

Though I heard his parents were in the other world, I didn't know he had a sister.

Upon completion of that exchange, Logan and his escorts returned their heels.

The conversation he wants seems to be that far.

The habit of disappearing as soon as I was done with my business had not changed.

"This way. Let me show you."

That's what I told him. Acting chief began to take the lead.

I followed her.