The Executed Sage Reincarnates as a Lich and Begins a War of Aggression Chapter 168: The Sage Wanders in the Spiritual World

I felt my feet slightly sink.

As my consciousness beca clearer, I opened my eyes carefully.

It was the scene of a desert at night.

This spectacle, with little change, continued endlessly.

I could sohow feel the lack of reality.

Apparently, I had safely entered the spiritual world.

Looking at the flow of my magic power, I couldnt detect any problems.

The forbidden spell seed to have perford as intended.

Hm?

As I continued to observe my surroundings, I noticed that there was sothing buried in the sand nearby.

I walked toward it and pulled it up.

What erged from there was a broken wand.

There was a red jewel on its tip.

Small scratches were conspicuous on it when viewed as a whole, and traces could be seen indicating that it had been used often.

This is

I was quite surprised.

This wand was sothing I had used during my ti as a human.

It was during the ti before I was known as a sage, when I was first learning about magic.

I had used it for several years, but it had broken during my training and I had quickly gone to replace it with a new one.

Such a wand was buried here.

Why?

I crossed my arms as I thought about the reason.

Considering that this place was my spiritual world, this wand must be a product of my mory.

The mories of the past could take form in this place.

As I began to search for more objects buried in the sand, I found things I was familiar with.

All of those items were articles that had left impressions on .

Do mories here exist as fragnts like this?

I was convinced about one rule of this place.

It seed that the spiritual world was closely related to mory.

Although I couldnt understand the detailed chanisms without an analysis, it seed this world worked that way.

Even so, why had it taken the form of a desert?

Perhaps it was sothing that reflected my mind, but since I couldnt compare it with anyone else's, it wasnt clear either way.

As a result, the mystery of the spiritual world only deepened.

The deeper I considered it to be, the more its strange nature was revealed.

However, I didn't care about the details right now.

A far more significant change had happened to my body.

Although I had already noticed it when I first arrived, it was sothing I didnt dare to touch.

I timidly looked at my arms.

The scene that unfolded before my eyes wasnt filled with black bones, but rather arms with skin.

I gently touched them with my fingers.

I felt the sensation of flesh touching each other and of blood that was firmly circulating.

My mouth was breathing unconsciously.

As I closed my mouth, I could feel the sensation of my lips touching each other.

As I stopped breathing, it gradually beca painful.

Then I put my hand on my chest.

I could feel a slightly faster heartbeat.

When I put my hand on my head, I could feel hair slipping between my fingers.

I also confird the presence of ears and eyes at the sa ti.

Only the robe I was wearing remained the sa.

I found a hand mirror buried in the sand.

If mory was serving right, it was a luxury item I had gotten when I had saved a certain city.

I grabbed the hand mirror and checked my appearance.

The appearance that was reflected in the mirror was the face of the sage who had once defeated the Demon Lord.

That face had a stunned expression.

The black bone undead was nowhere in sight.

I returned to being a human after all.

I touched my face.

The texture I felt was real, not an illusion.

Apparently, due to so sort of law that was applied in this world, I was still considered a human.

However, the magic power and miasma I could feel were the sa as my Demon Lord self.

It seed the change was limited to appearance only.

I never thought I would get to see this appearance once again

I was well aware that this was a phenonon that was limited to just inside the spiritual world.

I didnt like that I was happy about it, but I didn't hate it either.

I was at a loss at how to put my feelings into words.

Although I was surprised, I couldnt keep worrying about it.

I hadnt co here to see my own human appearance.

It was to eliminate the cause of my disorder.

According to the Great Spirit, the cause should exist inside my spiritual world.

Although I didnt know what kind of form it would take, it still had a great effect on .

I was sure it wasnt sothing that could be confused with the environnt.

It should be sothing I would recognize at a glance.

This was a place where my mories were scattered about.

I could just trust my senses and expose sothing that supposedly didnt exist in my mory.

I felt it wasnt sothing difficult to do.

I began to explore my spiritual world.

I looked around the desert which was hard to walk through.

I would sotis find nostalgic items that would make look back to my past.

There were also blueprints for guns and tanks among them.

It seed recent mories were also buried here.

I kept walking as I experienced trivial discoveries.

The desert continued endlessly.

I couldnt see where it ended.

Perhaps it indeed continued to spread forever.

Or maybe it was just connected from one end to another.

A crescent moon was sitting above .

However, its location didnt change at all.

It seed it was always night in this space, as morning didnt seem to break.

As the moonlight shone, I indifferently moved my feet.

I checked the mories that were buried in the sand then walked past them as I left them behind.

Although it was indeed boring, I always stayed alert.

Being forced to move one's feet in solitude was quite taxing to ones mind.

I continued to walk even as I was feeling depressed.

After a few days-worth of such an experience, I saw a human figure in front of .

It was my first ti seeing other people in this world.

I could only see that figures back from where I stood.

That human figure uttered without looking at .

Oh, I didnt expect you to co all the way here. It sure surprises .

It was a mocking tone.

It was an unknown voice that didnt match that of anyone I knew.

I imdiately put my guard up.

I asked the figure while wielding the wand in my hand.

Who are you?

The figure didnt respond but turned around toward .

It was a silver-haired woman wearing a fashionable black robe with a smile on her face.