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

Henry had a bottle of liquor in one hand.

However, it was empty.

Since he didn’t look drunk, I guess he just happened to be carrying an empty bottle from before.

I guessed even Henry understood it wasn’t a situation to drink so he held back.

“Hey, commander. I came to say hello.”

“Sorry for the trouble.”

Both of them were entrusted with the same duty as Grom was.

Apparently they used their short break time to show their concern for me.

“Don’t worry about it. We’re close, right?”

“…You’re right.”

Luciana pretended to look relaxed.

She wasn’t as casual as Gwen and seemed moderately tense.

I asked Henry a question.

“Is the Demon Lord’s Army still fighting in various places?”

“Aah, no problem about that. I trained them well after all. They’ll survive even if their limbs are blown away.”

Henry affirmed with confidence.

Since he said so, I was sure things were alright.

The Demon Lord’s army was the greatest and most powerful force.

They were constantly training even when I was worried.

They weren’t weak enough for me to worry about.

“The spies have been deployed appropriately, so there’s no problem in the contact network. Please rest assured and leave it to us.”

“That helps.”

Luciana was also working as the leader of the spies.

With these two standing on top of their respective field, I could reunite with that person without other worries.

I really had to thank them for their efforts.

As I was thinking about that, Luciana asked with a teasing expression.

“Hey, what did you tell that bone minister? He looked pretty motivated.”

“I only said something obvious.”

I merely told him my true thoughts.

Grom’s worries wouldn’t be dispelled by that.

However, I was able to convey my true feelings.

I thought that would be able to contribute in organizing his emotions.

Luciana seemed to understand that and nodded.

“It’s a friendship between men… but I guess it’s closer to the trust between a lord and vassal. Well, I’m glad then. I would feel troubled if he stayed depressed after all.”

Luciana then clapped her hand as if she just remembered.

She pointed to the ashes sealed in the crystal.

“Once that person is resurrected, if you can get along well with her, please introduce me. I want to be her friend.”

“I’ll make sure to prepare the best liquor. Let’s all drink together when we return.”

“Aah, I understand.”

As I felt their reliability firsthand, I felt a high powered reaction approach from another direction.

It flew at a tremendous speed and landed a little further away.

The ground exploded and the smoke soared.

I watched the figure that stood in the smoke.

Suddenly, the wind blew through, dispersing the smoke away.

The identity of the figure was revealed.

Standing in the center of the crater was the Great Spirit.

Although she appeared as dignified as ever, she was carrying Logan on her shoulder for some reason.