Reincarnated Devil's Strongest Hero Training Plan ~The baby he picked up has grown up so well that his father is confused~ - Chapter 1

Reincarnated Devil’s Strongest Hero Training Plan ~The baby he picked up has grown up so well that his father is confused~

Chapter 1   The most terrifying low-class devil, blown away

One day in the underworld.

Suddenly, the world shook.

Ah, I see, it’s that, that.

It’s the war between gods and demons again.

“Ugh, another war with the heavens. Can’t even read manga in peace.”

Well, I guess that’s just how it goes if you live in hell.

After all, our Demon King is pretty crazy.

Always picking fights with the gods.

“Guess I’ll run away.”

After all, I’m just a lowly demon.

Though I happen to retain memories from my past life, and despite being a demon who usually takes shortcuts, I’ve been unusually strategic in my training, utilizing memories from when I was Japanese, and now I’ve become the most terrifying low-ranking demon, rivaling even demon dukes. But still, if I were to face gods or something, I’d be wiped out in an instant.

Can’t keep up with those kinds of monstrous battles, and besides, no matter how strong I become, there’s still the barrier of being a low-ranking demon.

Well, you know, I’ve been trying my best too.

In this fiercely competitive hell where the weak are preyed upon, I’ve been hiding and sneaking around while absorbing the souls of weaker wild animals—though they’re monsters like chimeras or Cerberuses, disasters by human standards—and hoping to evolve someday.

But just like how strong commoners don’t easily become nobles, even if low-ranking demons get stronger, they remain low-ranking demons.

There’s no such thing as evolution. That’s it, end of story.

But even such a weak species in the underworld can become strong if they live sneaking around for two thousand years. Without holding any title as a demon, I’ve continued to absorb tens of thousands, hundreds of millions of wild animal souls, and recently gained enough power to rival a duke-level demon.

After all, demons don’t have lifespans, and basically, we don’t die. We do die, but we can come back to life with our power halved as a compensation.

That’s why the wars with the heavens are incessant.

So during these two thousand years, while others around me have been dying in wars now and then, I’ve continuously stored up power without dying even once, becoming feared as the most terrifying low-ranking demon. But still, the gods and the Demon King are out of my league. They’re on a whole different level.

I’d probably vanish with just a flick of their fingers. No, maybe even just their breath could make me disappear.

That’s how strong the tops of each world are.

Well, if they weren’t that strong, the gods couldn’t protect the world, and the Demon King wouldn’t pick fights with them.

So, that’s why I’ve been hiding away somewhere whenever the wars, which happen about once every hundred years, break out.

“Ahh… I’ve been enjoying the slow life lately. But I can’t die in a place like this. I won’t die until the Dark Continent arc of that manga finishes. I will live.”

With a determination that seemed uncertain whether it had motivation or not, I hurriedly dashed into the shelter I created with magic.

It’s my usual strategy to maintain this shelter with vast magical power and wait until their fight is over.

I hope this war ends soon.

“You damn Demon King! I won’t forgive you this time! How many times will you be satisfied with meddling in the human world?! Thanks to you, the world is in chaos, back to square one!”

“Shut up, you old fart! Don’t lecture me! We’ll settle this after I’m done with you!”

It’s a battle with such low mental level.

Well, the content of their argument may seem low-level at first glance, but that’s just how it appears.

In reality, considering the scale of beings with power like theirs, this argument becomes a crisis of humanity’s extinction, and the level of argument where God got angry, so it’s no joke.

From a devil’s perspective, judging from the rage of this God, it seems he’s quite upset this time.

Well, this time, heaven is going to win this war.

If it’s the playful Demon King against the serious God, there’s a 100% chance God will win.

No mistake.

I can make that kind of judgment.

“It’s unforgivable! I’ll beat some reflection into you demons for a while! Haaahh!!”

See, the God’s deadly beam is already coming.

This whole area will be a scorched earth──

──Wait, if I receive such an attack, my shelter won’t be able to withstand it!?

“Nuwwwaaaaaaah!?”

However, it was already too late.

The God’s power radiating throughout the vicinity of the underworld burned us demons to ashes, turning us to dust in an instant. Even the Demon King wouldn’t stand a chance against this power.

“Oh no, oh no, oh no! I’m gonna die! I’m gonna die, die, die!?”

The emergency shelter creaked and groaned, on the verge of being crushed.

Even the strongest shelter, assembled with my wisdom and expertise, capable of enduring the breath of a divine dragon for ten years, was now crumbling under the wrath of the gods.

Actually, even if I hypothetically managed to withstand this level of attack, the very space of the underworld couldn’t bear the pressure. Yeah, it’s impossible. It’s over.

“No, I won’t give up! I-I don’t want to die! Uwaaaah!”

And so, after about twenty minutes of struggling like this, despite my efforts, the shelter shattered into pieces. At the same time, the underworld’s space, unable to withstand the high energy, distorted. I, the only one who hadn’t died, was sucked into the void between dimensions.

Well, in a way, this might have been fortunate. Since I was sent to the other side of dimensions, I wasn’t directly hit by the god’s attack, effectively allowing me to escape.

However, there was a catch: I couldn’t return to my original world anymore.

Ah, I hope in the next world, I’ll land in a quieter world with gods and Demon Kings being a bit more subdued.