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

The silver-haired woman in front of me wasn’t a person from my memories.

She was clearly an abnormal existence in this space.

I wielded my wand and prepared to use magic.

I had already confirmed that I could use magic without problem on my way here.

The sensation I felt was similar to when I used it in the real world.

Although the woman was some distance away from me, it was still within the range of my magic.

My spell could reach her in a blink of an eye.

Perhaps the silver haired woman detected my intention; she held onto her own shoulder and seemed to put on a show of trembling on purpose.

“Awawa, don’t put on such a scary expression. I might end up crying.”