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

I was pulled away from the castle by Diella.

We went to the street stalls around the capital.

This place was run independently by the people, and was beautifully set up every day.

Occasionally, the inhabitants would spot us and immediately turn pale.

Some of them even prostrated themselves before us.

It seemed that it would be troublesome if we stayed here for too long.

While I tried to quickly move on ahead, Diella, on the other hand, thoroughly enjoyed their reactions.

Perhaps she was reminded of her days as the Demon Lord?

It was embarrassing though, so I would prefer it if she'd stop.