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

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

Chapter 11 The birth of the Hero Ars (3 years old)

A dragon gracefully soared through the vast skies of the southern continent with a human toddler on its back.

At first glance, it might appear as if a monster had captured a human, but in reality, the hierarchy was quite the opposite.

The dragon was merely a pet, subject to the whims of life and death, while the toddler was unmistakably the master. No one would think otherwise. Well, there was no reason to.

Certainly, in terms of sheer strength, the toddler was weaker. However, the dragon believed that if by chance the toddler were dropped here or if the toddler rebelled against its master, that devil of a man would surely kill them both without hesitation.

It would be preferable to die easily. In the worst-case scenario, they would undoubtedly experience a living hell, packed to the brim with despair.

Thoughts of that devil-like figure, who shouldn’t even be here… No, thoughts of the devil himself, made the dragon shudder involuntarily.

Hence, there was no point in resisting without reason. As long as it occasionally carried humans through the sky like this, it could live in peace, obediently following the commands of the young master.

Besides, that devil was skilled in the art of reward and punishment. If he understood that it had safely traveled through the sky, he would surely prepare another exquisite dinner for the dragon.

This dragon was completely conditioned in its thinking, a product of thorough training.

“Ah, Ballus, we can see the town now. You know, even when I’m not around, you’re a good boy and stay put, right?”

Gwa

The dragon known as Ballus lowered itself a bit away from the town and gently let the toddler down from its back.

Though there was still quite a distance to the town, they didn’t want to get any closer to avoid unnecessary suspicion from the town’s people.

Understanding this, the duo parted ways here, and the toddler dashed off at a speed that belied his mere three years of age.

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“Um, this is Commander of the Ars Defense Corps, Kakyu.

Currently, I am secretly tailing my son to confirm his growth.

I repeat, secretly tailing my son.

Respond, Member Elsa.”

“Husband, Ars will notice you. Please stop doing silly things.”

“Yes…”

Well, you see, when I see Ars’ brave figure, my spirits just rise, you know? Even Elsa, who’s always so composed, looks all fidgety.

Don’t think you can hide things from the devil, you know? I can tell!

By the way, currently, Ars is battling the trial of shopping in town.

He already completed several missions, but it seems the next target is the old lady at the vegetable shop.

Now, so far, there have been no failures, but how will Ars fare against that old lady who seems unwilling to give even a penny off?

“Pretty lady, please give me three of those yellow fruits and three of those orange vegetables. Here’s the money!”

“Oh my, what a clever young boy to talk to an old lady like this. You’re good! Are your parents not here today? Well then, I’ll give you a special discount, just half the price! Hehehe!”

The old lady at the vegetable shop, with her eyes as clear as the sky and words as sincere as her heart, instantly surrendered.

How foolish!

When I negotiated for a discount before, she was a devil who tried to double the price instead!

What’s going on here?!

No, more importantly. Although he’s my son, Ars, he’s a terrifying child!

Furthermore, this exchange was already the third time since Ars arrived in town, and each time, the old lady has fallen for him.

“The Old Lady Killer, Hero Ars. That’s what people call the infant.”

“Don’t give Ars strange titles. I’ll punch you, you know?”

“Just kidding. But it’s also true.”

“Tch.”

Tch, did you just Tch now!?

Elsa, you’re too harsh!

Well, even though she says she’ll punch me, she’s never actually done it, and I understand her attitude comes from believing in me deep down.

Being tormented by such a sadistic cool beauty might awaken some strange fetishes. How are you going to take responsibility for that?

“Husband. Ars succeeded in the greengrocer’s mission and is now heading to the last mission, the Sebaster slave trader. I’ll pursue. This is where it gets serious.”

“It’s finally come.”

Yes, what I’m hiding is that the final job is shopping at that Sebaster slave trader. Honestly, the missions up to this point were just warm-ups.

To instill confidence in Ars that he can negotiate with his own strength, so to speak, it’s a kind of preparatory move.

This final trial was the ultimate of ultimates.

First, before reaching the Sebaster slave trader, there are winding back alleys where thugs loiter, and beyond that, at the slave trader’s place, negotiations with seasoned slave merchants, far surpassing anything encountered before, await.

This is what adventure is about.

It’s an adventure of wit, courage, and the innocence of a three-year-old that cannot be resolved by strength alone.

And so, as I proceeded, it seemed the first monster had appeared.

A thug who, with his noble appearance, could be mistaken for a nobleman, the number one thug, attempting to abduct Ars.

Ars, who quickly noticed, stopped in his tracks and turned his curious eyes towards the thug.

Perhaps, in the common sense of this pure and innocent child, there is no concept of being targeted with malice by others.

It seems he is a little uncertain about this unknown experience.

“Hey, you brat!”

“Uncle, what’s wrong?”

The appearing thug smirked and approached Ars.

Ah, that guy has quite a criminal record.

There aren’t convenient titles attached to humans, but since I am a demon, I can roughly discern how much sin that person has committed.

This guy’s soul is steeped in violence, lust, and possessiveness.

This is bad.

“Hehehe! Got lucky, a well-dressed brat all alon…”

“…Ah! Could it be, uncle, are you lost?”

But in that moment, Elsa’s murderous intent surged.

“Hey! Calm down, Elsa! Ars will notice!”

“Please let go, Husband. I cannot kill that man.”

“Just calm down! Stay, Elsa, stay! Do you think you can do anything to that guy with Ars!?”

“……….!”

Suppressing Elsa’s mouth as she was about to burst out, managing to hold her back somehow.

That was close.

If I hadn’t held her back a few seconds later, that guy would have been a splatter in the next moment.

Even though he was just a thug, scaring him with murderous intent was enough.

There’s no need to suddenly kill anyone.

But whether it was because of Elsa’s serious murderous intent or not, the thug seemed to be frightened by something like a chill directed at him from somewhere, looked around nervously, and tried to leave.

“Uncle, are you lost?”

“N-No? I’m…”

Oh?

This flow…

“Hyah!”

“Gyaaaaa!?”

The next moment, Ars’s punch, which was unexpected for a three-year-old, hit the thug’s groin clean and knocked him unconscious.

Well, that’s what happens.

Ars is pure and straightforward, but not stupid.

Although he was confused by the malice from humans for the first time, he had enough wisdom to distinguish whether they were bad guys or not.

After all, he’s my son.

“Oh… An uncompromising preemptive attack…”