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

The Imperial Army was exterminated.

The troops, combined with reinforcements and supplies that were approaching, were also kicked off by Henry's Demon King army.

I know it was personnel to stab a stop inside the elf, but I didn't think the main unit was devastated.

It was the undead and the army of demons who showed up to pick them up, I can't help but sympathize with them, too.

No bodies of the Imperial Army remained undead.

The missing ones were synthesized and tailored to a heterogeneous ghoul.

The shape is a four-legged beast.

Designed to allow the demons to ride.

I didn't need it this time, but I want to have something like a horseback riding squad all the time.

The Demon King's Army should be able to handle a variety of war situations.

The human army, too, will soon strike a countermeasure.

You should also be able to adopt a multipurpose method of warfare.

After the battle, we assembled in a temporary stronghold set up by the Imperial Army.

Tens of thousands of new undead are being added to the Demon King's Army, which is lined up neatly.

Armed with armor, the ghouls kept their creepy quiet.

The sight is quite rolling.

When you become such a massive army, you cannot enter the forest of the world tree.

Just stepping in will have a few negative effects.

The elves will also react to the rejection.

Since only extra clashes occurred, it was best to allow them to return promptly.

"That was a crisp overwhelming victory. I think I'm gonna get some good booze tonight."

Henry laughs satisfied.

He was turning bright red all over his body with returning blood.

I don't see any injuries.

Henry, who cut ahead, fought a spectacular fleshshell battle against the Imperial Army.

Exactly as the gods struggled, so much so that the demons of the subordinates did not come close in fear.

In fact, if you were close to the detour, you would likely have been caught up in it.

Let's just say the demons were wise in their judgment.

"Get your body dirty before the booze"

Produce water with sorcery, and return it to Henry and wash away the blood.

I bled enough and then let the wind blow to dry.

He still has an important job to do.

I have trouble staying wet with blood.

At the very least, I need you to behave like a human being just because you look like one.

After that, he gave the demons words of labor, and then sent them back to the king's capital with metamorphotic magic.

Fly with the more undead in this battle.

Grom or Luciana will keep it in the right place over there.

Worst of all, you can just let them roam the outer perimeter of Wang Du.

That's all you can prevent if you have some external enemies.

All that remained on the spot were me, Henry and Logan.

The three of us will now head inside the elf and explain a series of events to the people inside.

And grant slave engravings to those who have not yet applied them.

I only accompany Henry to give the elves a little peace of mind.

A few impressions are better than just me, the immortal.

I would buy the objection at the point of enslavement, but I have no choice but to do all this.

The fact that the Demon King's Army was coming itself had been communicated in advance by Logan.

I also have a face in there once, stretching my boundaries and defensive witchcraft.

I don't think there's any major confusion.

We move into the woods of the world tree and head inside on foot.

As we crossed the line, there were many elves waiting for us.

About six hundred people on the count?

According to sensory witchcraft, everyone living inside is gathered here.

Everyone was waiting for the chief to return.

There's no reason to worry.

Logan accompanied the Demon King's Army and attacked the Imperial Army.

It is a situation of anxiety in many ways.

Logan stood in front of the elves.

In silence, he cuts out the story.

"The Imperial Army has been exterminated. By the hands of no other demon king."

I get a twitch in the field.

The elves knew the power of the mighty Imperial Army.

I heard that such a presence was doomed.

It will be hard to believe.

"We were saved from a crisis of clan survival. I think we have to reward them."

When Logan said that much, some elves raised objections.

"You mean that form is slavery! In the sense of being ruled, it's the same as the Imperial Army!

"The chief tells us to be slaves to the humble and immortal!

It's a protest like the one I showed you.

At the time Logan notified me of the existence of the Demon King's Army, I must have intended to argue this way.

Henry, standing beside him, showed him a sleigh with a bow, so I keep a subtle glance.

I know you got annoyed with the elves you argue with, but when they shoot you here, you can't clean it up.

We should stick to the static.

Logan, on the other hand, does not break his fortitude.

He snorts in a hawk tone.

"That's right. We gave in to violence beyond that to counter the violence of the Imperial Army"

Once again, the blurring spreads among the elves.

Now there was also a mix of strong cursing.

It seems that the elves who live in this land are not a single rock.

There are those who plot to kick off Logan, who serves as chief.

Although the details of the circumstances are uncertain, I guess various firmness is swirling.

"You can call me a coward, coward - but I'm a chief. chosen according to the responsibilities incumbent upon him. I still have no regrets."

In response to Logan's words, the elves are silenced as soon as possible.

Those who were cursing were also assholes.

His hegemony preceded him and he couldn't say anything.

It was a weighty word so far.

"If you have a complaint, you can throw away the inside. I don't criticize it. Those who remain in it shall receive the inscription of a servant. Now, choose here."

Logan cuts his words there, shuts his mouth and sits quietly.

It's a sign of intent not to say anything more.

The elves entrusted with the choice look at each other.

Those who were disputing were roaming with words.

But when I observe Logan's incompatible atmosphere, I walk away whispering and complaining.

While sporadic, some followed it.

They only discerned Logan's claims and policies.

…………

Logan won't stop it.

Just wait quietly for the people inside to make their choice.

The only thing I knew was that my fist in the back hand was shaking slightly.

(I have no choice. Rejectable emotions are understandable)

Logan suggested this way, prepared to be hated by the clan.

There should have been a more convenient way forward.

Nevertheless, it would have been in order to clarify the fate of the clan on this occasion that the decision was forced.

He did not make his ambiguous condition good.

That's close to some kind of self-sacrifice.

Lifetime...... no, you will be stigmatized for more than that.

Logan tolerated it.

Even if he were to be scolded as a fool, he decided to move for his clan.

The majestic figure had something to go by the way of a demon king named me.

Eventually, the elves finished their choices.

The vast majority of the elves remained on the spot.

Acting chief - there is also the appearance of Logan's sister.

Less than 10% of them left.

The elves here decided to entrust Logan with the future of the clan.

"I see what you're up to. No regrets, huh?

Logan gets noticed, asks them.

No one utters a word.

It was a silent affirmation.

Logan, who admits it, turns to this side and tells him.

"That's it. We will be slaves to the Demon King."

"Fine. The oath was heard."

Having heard his proclamation, I exercise the slave engraving.

A common pattern was applied to the back of the hands of all the elves on this occasion.

I move forward and forth in front of the elves.

"What needs to be done is done. As of now, the Elves are ordered to move to Demon King's Land."

The elves are furiously upset by the abrupt announcement.

The majority showed confusion, and some of them turned their anger.

"- What do you mean? We accept slavery, but we cannot abandon this forest. Even if we migrate, some of us will stay and manage."

That's Logan, too, pursuing me with harsh eyes.

For a species called Elves, the forest of the world tree is more important than life.

To protect the forest, they cut off their dignity and became slaves.

Nonetheless, all of a sudden he told me to move.

I would have felt disdained by the pride and readiness of the clan.

Regardless, it was a misunderstanding.

I tell the elves in a resolute tone.

"The Elf clan and the World Tree Forest are already my property. Let me just keep bringing it back."