Reincarnated Devil's Strongest Hero Training Plan ~The baby he picked up has grown up so well that his father is confused~ - Chapter 117

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

Chapter 117   In my opinion…

Around the time when a certain low-class demon intruded into the goddess’s domain and dragged his hero son into his own realm for training…

In the private room of the goddess in the celestial realm, Mermel, holding a sweet treat, was observing the battle between the two, projected into the air.

In this room were the elite angel Mermel, the top human assassin Elsa, and the chief angel Preanis, who anxiously watched Mermel, concerned about her overeating the sweets provided by the goddess.

It appeared that the goddess, the room’s owner, was absent. She seemed to be attempting to hack into the low-class demon’s space that had interrupted her trial, trying to find a way to interfere.

Of course, since even the goddess couldn’t interfere with the world projected, it was clear that the projection was due to the low-class demon’s power. Consequently, the image also showed the goddess sweating and struggling as she attempted her hacking.

The scene lacked any semblance of divine dignity.

“She’s being reckless, isn’t she~? I definitely don’t want to make an enemy of him.”

“Heh. He’s always been like that. He even told me, a slave, that I should become a mother. It was outrageous.”

Hearing this, Mermel paused mid-bite, the treat halted in her hand.

What was meant as a minor complaint returned as an unmerciful truth.

She couldn’t help but think that one day she might also be faced with some unreasonable demand.

And so, she made a decision.

If that dangerous individual ever turned against her, she would pretend to be an innocent, naïve angel, clueless about anything complicated.

The self-proclaimed elite angel was rather cunning.

As the other two watched Mermel, who had suddenly adopted a serious expression and stopped eating her treat, they curiously turned their attention back to the projected image.

“Oh, this is…”

“Yes, it seems that Ars is nearing his limit. Although he’s fought valiantly against his father, the fundamental difference in their base strength is too overwhelming for him to land a single decisive blow.”

In front of their eyes was the scene of the hero Ars, kneeling from the overwhelming power disparity despite giving his all, and his father Kakyu standing with a stern, dissatisfied expression.

Even with the increased output of the Brave Engine from the goddess’s trial, Ars couldn’t manage to wound the low-class demon.

The absolute power of the hero, released by the goddess, couldn’t even touch him. This realization shocked Chief Angel Preanis, while Ars’ mother Elsa nodded with a certain understanding.

…By the way, during this, the “I’m serious” aura radiating from Mermel was solely about self-preservation. Let’s not misunderstand.

“So, it comes to this, after all…”

Mother Elsa knew.

In such a situation, even if her son gave his all, he wouldn’t be able to display his true strength.

And in this way, no matter how intense the trials were, it was impossible for him to reach the heights his father Kakyu aimed for.

Because her gentle son’s true essence wasn’t about having the power to defeat but the power to save.

Thus, even knowing his goal was right in front of him, he instinctively wouldn’t show the will to push beyond his limits and resist.

That kindness, while indeed a virtue, was different from the strength her husband sought to convey.

“He must be feeling frustrated right now. While the boy is strong enough to defeat the Demon King, he lacks the strength to save even the Demon King. That’s likely why he planned this event… but this is a waste of time.”

Elsa’s resolute statement reflected her deep understanding of her husband’s frustration, as he watched with a gritted face.

“To save even the Demon King…?”

“Yes, Chief Angel. Although he’s trying to hide it, we’ve been with him since he was born, so we know. If it weren’t the case, if my son were the type of boy to make his girlfriend cry, then I would have to slap him myself.”

Indeed.

The one Ars cared for and sought to protect most was none other than Hades Lucifer, the daughter of the Demon King.

Therefore, neither Ars himself, nor his father nor mother had any intention of celebrating him as a hero, defeating the Demon King, and ending with a happy ever after.

The only ones wishing for such an ending were the Demon King, trying to resolve things by involving the demon world, and the humans who knew nothing and placed their hopes in the hero.

…As the two watched the scene unfold, the self-assured elite angel suddenly murmured.

Perhaps she felt reassured by considering her defense strategy of pretending to be an ignorant child angel. Her confidence soared.

She felt invincible.

“Hehe. In my opinion~, this fight could use a bit more spice~. Maybe if someone became a hostage, the hero might awaken?”

And so she began to proclaim such ideas.

Of course, she had no intention of being the hostage herself, and she spoke with such confidence because she believed no one was listening.

Thus, she felt invincible.

…But.

────Hmm, that’s a good idea. ────In that case, I’ll drag you in as an additional hostage.

“…Huh?”

Suddenly, a voice belonging to the very one the elite angel feared most came from nowhere, and Mermel was sucked into a dark space that appeared before her eyes.

As she was being sucked in, the last thing visible was her confused, silly face and her sunglasses spinning as they were drawn into the darkness.

This was perhaps a perfect example of the principle of “he who speaks first is the one to act” and the concept of karma.