Reincarnated Devil's Strongest Hero Training Plan ~The baby he picked up has grown up so well that his father is confused~ - Chapter 139

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

Chapter 139   At the beginning

A mysterious letter arrived suddenly. While its contents were unknown, Ars had a hunch about the sender.

After all, for a letter to appear before the world’s strongest hero, Ars, and the demon princess Hades, without either of them detecting it, there was only one person capable of such a feat.

Yes, the invincible low-class demon who raised the strongest hero—his father, Kaykyu.

The letter bore his father’s name in his handwriting, but more convincing than that was the teleportation magic that not even these two, skilled in sensing magical power, could detect. It was the ultimate proof of his father’s presence.

The letter contained just one line:

“Ars, to prove the reason for your birth, I await you at the place of beginnings.”

Hades was perplexed by this message, but Ars understood immediately.

Given his knowledge of his own birth from the goddess’s trial, the “place of beginnings” could only mean one thing: that village.

The pressing question was why his father, Kakyu, had left the magical castle for so long and sent such a letter. What preparations had he been making that required such secrecy?

Could it be a premonition? Though not absolute, Ars was struck by the sense that one possibility might be a farewell to his father, causing his face to momentarily pale.

Even if he didn’t believe it would happen, the uneasy feeling lingered. Hades, noticing Ars’s odd behavior, hugged him tightly, trying to dispel his fears.

“It’s okay, Ars. You’ve got me by your side. You’ve got that noisy saint, that tenacious sword saint, that annoyingly lucky little angel, Gaius, and Amanda. Everyone is here for you. If you desire a future with salvation, it’s always within your grasp. There’s no future in this world that Hero Ars can’t choose. Don’t let fear beat you.”

Feeling Hades’ warmth and affection, Ars’s previous anxiety vanished, and the fire of determination rekindled in his eyes.

“You’re right. We’ve always moved forward like this. I almost forgot something important. Thanks, Hades.”

“That’s how my husband should be,” Hades replied with a bashful smile, which Ars found endearing. He kissed her lightly on the lips, then gently separated from her to start preparing for the journey.

Sensing that his greatest battle might be ahead, Ars briefly considered bringing his pregnant wife and friends. However, he decided to face his father’s challenge with his companions.

If the letter indicated a threat to his friends, his father wouldn’t have sent it in such a roundabout way. If it were a naturally occurring crisis, his kind-hearted father would have handled it himself or guided them as usual. And if, improbably, his father intended to harm them, he had the power to destroy the world, making such a letter unnecessary.

Moreover, the letter didn’t instruct him to come alone. This implied he could prepare as needed and take his time.

Understanding the serious tone of the letter, Ars made preparations. A week later, with Hades’ teleportation, he gathered his available friends and headed to the frontier village, the place where it all began.

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A week later, Ars and his group teleported to the frontier village, the place where it all began. As they gazed at the immense cathedral that looked even larger upon a second glance, they noticed Ars’ mother, Elsa, a mysterious woman wearing sunglasses, and an old man who looked at the woman with grandfatherly affection.

“Ah! It’s Hades and the others! But why is your belly a bit bigger? Have you been eating too much and gotten fat?”

“Huh? What’s with this sunglasses woman talking like that lucky little brat? Don’t get cocky just because you have a big chest. It’s obvious she’s pregnant.”

The sunglasses-wearing woman turned around and, somewhat foolishly, made a rude remark. Despite her voluptuous figure that rivaled Hades’ own, she didn’t seem to be trying to provoke. Instead, she seemed puzzled about why she had angered Hades, comparing their chests and then grinning as if she’d figured something out.

“What!? Hey, Ars! That woman just compared herself to me and laughed! Th-this…!”

“Hahaha… Calm down, Hades. She probably didn’t mean any harm. She’s just happy to see herself as a grown-up. Right, Mermel?”

Ars’ statement hit the mark, causing their gathered friends to look at the woman with astonishment.

Amused by their reactions, the sunglasses-wearing woman, presumably Mermel, muttered “oui,” then, with a soft popping sound, shrank back to her small form.

“No way… The brat mastered transformation techniques without us knowing…”

“Surprised? I’m now a top elite in the heavenly realm. I can transform into an adult whenever I want.”

“You never told us…”

Everyone was stunned by Mermel’s transformation, except for the five-year-old genius Fradalia, daughter of Gaius and Amanda, who quickly grasped the situation.

“So, you’re the angel who helped Ars and the others save the world and gained new powers recognized by the heavens. I’ve always wanted to meet you after hearing about your adventures from my father. Can I have your autograph?”

“Oh, sure thing!”

Fradalia pulled out a book she was writing about Ars’ adventures and asked for an autograph. Despite her young age, Fradalia was a passionate fan of the hero’s tales, being a super hero-maniac.

Mermel, back in her small form, was pleased by the request. “I’m an angel who values my fans,” she said, happily signing her name, albeit a bit clumsily.

And so, amidst the cheerful atmosphere, Mermel cheered with joy upon reuniting with everyone, shouting “FHOOOO!” while Ars’ mother Elsa smiled warmly at her gathered friends, basking in the loving interactions of the humans around her. Beside her, a mysterious old man nodded in silent approval. Just then, a man appeared before them.

“Hey, looks like everyone’s here. It’s been a while, Fradalia-chan. Since Ars’ wedding, right? Remember me? I’m Ars’ father, Kakyu-san!”

“Yes, nice to see you again. I’ve heard stories about you from my father. He said you’re such an amazing person that even Ars, at full strength, isn’t sure if he could beat you.”

As a superhero fanatic, Fradalia seemed to doubt whether the ordinary-looking gentleman before her possessed such strength.

Those who knew his true power smiled wryly, acknowledging that perception.

Mermel alone muttered, “To doubt the strength of this fearsome monster… She’s truly fearless…” Though inwardly anxious, as an elite, she maintained her composure with a casual adjustment of her sunglasses.

“Hahaha! Well, you’ll see proof of that strength soon enough. Feel free to observe to your heart’s content… Now then, Elder of Magic, are you ready?”

“Yes, everything is according to plan. There are no issues.”

Upon hearing the term “Elder of Magic,” Isha and Ein hurried to kneel, but the Elder, Ordemir, stopped them with a raised hand. He explained that this visit was simply a gesture of gratitude to a man who had quietly watched over a promising young angel from the shadows.

Therefore, there’s no need to be awestruck. He said to treat him naturally with at least a minimum of respect.

“I apologize for the intrusion, Elder of Magic who governs all magic and mysteries of this world. A senior deity of the heavens…”

“Yeah, yeah, that’s enough. This old man really doesn’t care about all that. Isha-chan, you should relax more. Right, old man?”

“That’s right. Your casual tone is a bit too light for my liking, but what this man says is true.”

With this exchange between the low class demon and the Elder of Magic, it became clear that repeatedly showing deference would be rather disrespectful. Understanding this, Isha offered a bow and then adopted her usual natural demeanor.

With all the actors gathered at this place of beginnings and preparations completed without a hitch, Kakyu, the father of the hero Ars, broached the subject.

“Alright then, shall we head for the final showdown?”