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

That night, I was in a certain big building in the elf village.

That place, which was usually used to hold meetings, was currently reserved for the Demon Lord’s Army.

It was the measure taken by their chieftain, Logan.

The people who gathered in the room were executives of the Demon Lord’s Army or those with similar positions.

There were many dishes lined up on the table.

All of those were jointly made by the elves and Grom.

I lost my sense of smell due to turning into an immortal, so I couldn’t enjoy its scent.

However, looking at the sight of delicious dishes lined up seemed to satisfy my heart.

There were many barrels of liquor in the corner of the room.