Reincarnated Devil's Strongest Hero Training Plan ~The baby he picked up has grown up so well that his father is confused~ - Chapter 89

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

Chapter 89   Each departure

This story takes place around the time when Ars solved the problems of the magical nation of Rulans and was being guided to the Dark Elf village by Elga, the assassin Tokoyami and the brother of Ars’s mother, Elsa.

The party was welcomed in this hidden village as guests brought by Elga, who was an exceptionally skilled Dark Elf, even by the village’s standards.

And they weren’t just any guests.

They were welcomed as the son of the very talented and popular Elsa and his companions, with a level of hospitality that included a grand welcome party.

“Hahaha! This is great! I felt a bit guilty being led to a hidden village, but it looks like there’s no need to hold back! Are all Dark Elves this fun to be around?”

“You bet! Any guests brought by the famous Elga don’t need to hold back! Drink up! Hahaha!”

Gaius, already drinking to the point of passing out, laughed heartily as he filled his mug with alcohol, joined by the muscular Dark Elf who was the leader of the village.

After Ars explained the reason for their visit during their greeting at the leader’s mansion, they bonded over a conversation that lasted only thirty seconds, as if they had been old friends for decades.

The pair, now completely drunk, were the center of the raucous welcome party, while the rest of the members could only manage wry smiles.

“Ah, Gaius looks like he’s having a blast. Is that what they call male bonding? I don’t get it at all.”

“No, I think that’s a pretty special case, Amanda. I don’t really get it either.”

In a corner of the banquet, these two, Amanda and Hades, were enjoying the unique Dark Elf cuisine, having not indulged much in the alcohol. They were more relaxed, appreciating the unique housing structures, the culinary culture born from these cultural differences, and the warm hospitality of the village people, almost like tourists.

Amanda, for whom traveling as an S-class adventurer was the ultimate joy in life, and Hades, finding the various cultures of the human world different from the demon world, were both enjoying the fresh experiences.

As Amanda enjoyed the welcome party, she thought, “This isn’t bad at all,” gaining yet another understanding of human emotions.

Hades, whose strength was unmatched even in the demon world, had grown tremendously in terms of affection compared to a few years ago, enhancing his latent abilities through his encounters with Ars and the experiences of their journey.

If he were to awaken as the Demon King in her complete form now, she would be far stronger than she was before.

And finally…

“Those people are truly unique, Ars. They are strong and have good hearts. As your uncle and Elsa’s brother, I can confidently entrust the future to you all.”

“Yeah. They’re all companions I’m proud of.”

Far from the banquet, under the night sky, Ars was having a conversation with Elga, who would soon be parting ways with him.

Despite their relationship as uncle and nephew and not having known each other for long, there was a familial intimacy between them, reflecting a strong sense of trust and care.

Elga, while thinking of his sister’s son, held the three companions in high regard, and Ars, in turn, felt grateful and happy for the trust and familial connection shown by his uncle.

“Your father, Kakyu, was a human, wasn’t he? I was worried my sister might miss her chance to marry, but to think a Dark Elf would be with a human… Life is unpredictable.”

“Yes, indeed, it is.”

Behind those words lay a slight apprehension about the differences in lifespan between individuals of different species who choose to be together.

Elga worried that this difference might bring unhappiness to his sister, causing her to despair when her loved one departs from this world before she does.

However, traveling with Ars and his companions had dispelled all those concerns.

“But seeing you, Ars, I understand. Your presence, having grown so strong and kind-hearted, says it all. It shows that my sister, who united with Kakyu, must be happy even now.”

His sister would never regret choosing him as her partner. Elga knew this better than anyone else.

As Elga spoke, Ars, too, seemed to have his own thoughts. He remained silent, gazing distantly at the night sky.

After a while, as if reflecting on his thoughts, Ars began to speak.

“Elga, you might have already noticed, but there’s someone important to me as well. I don’t know if I can call it love yet, but this person cares for me deeply, is a bit strong-willed, and…”

The differences in lifespan and species—these were obstacles that still seemed distant, problems he had postponed addressing.

Even now, he couldn’t find an answer to these questions.

But hearing Elga’s words, knowing his mother was happy, gave Ars a bit of encouragement.

“She is loving, kind, hardworking, and very sincere. If she wishes for happiness with those she cares about, I will struggle to make it happen. Even if the opponent is formidable or the situation seems insurmountable, I will ensure a happy ending.”

Thank you, Elga.

The boy’s face, illuminated by the gentle moonlight, was filled with firm resolve and courage.

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Time passed, and after the commotion in the Marquisate of Frankel had settled, at the imperial castle of the Holy Kingdom of Caramiera.

Saintess Isha, having been briefed by an informant about the covert activities of suspected demons, was preparing to depart for the southern continent. She had said her farewells to her father, the Pope, in the audience chamber where nobles from all over the country had gathered.

“Salute to our saintess, Princess Isha Grace de Caramiera, who is setting off on a journey to save the world, and to the Holy Kingdom’s strongest knight and Sword Saint, Ein Kruger!”

Today, the knights all saluted the saintess and the Sword Saint with a resounding “Zat, zat.”

Each of these knights had been saved by the miracles of the saintess or supported by the sword skills of Ein Kruger, and their expressions showed deep respect and admiration.

They believed that these two could be entrusted with the world. They were confident that they would find the legendary hero and put an end to the impending clash with the demons.

But while the knights felt this way, the Pope, as Isha’s parent, felt differently.

He had waited a long time to have an heir, and now he had to let his only daughter go on a journey. As a parent, he couldn’t easily come to terms with it.

“Are you really leaving, Isha? You’ll be an adult soon. Couldn’t you have waited until then?”

“Yes. This situation has made me realize that I still have a mission to fulfill. If I miss this moment, it will be irreparable.”

There was no trace of indulgence in Isha’s expression as she responded to her father. Despite not being an adult yet, her face showed the unwavering determination of a saintess aware of her mission to save people.

Witnessing his daughter’s growth, the Pope couldn’t find the words to hold her back any longer. Resolutely, he declared, “I see…”

“Then go, my daughter… no, Saintess Isha. On your journey to save people, find the hero and return to this country. And Ein, I entrust you with the protection of the saintess, the hope of this world. Use your sword to carve a path, protect, and support her.”

“Yes! I accept the royal command!!”

And so, they set off on their journey.

With the blessings of the people of this country, carrying the pride of the knights, and bearing the wishes of the Pope, her father…