
To Souma who was just staring flatly, Law asked towards him.
"Aren't you afraid of dying?"
"Of course."
That's an ambiguous answer.
Souma already had no idea how he felt about death, he had experienced many deaths while starting a life in different worlds, if he intended to count it, it might have reached hundreds of thousands or more and at the same time he would have been resurrected by the goddess and returned to the previous world, like in a game when you lose you will end up at the last save point and be required to repeat it from the beginning to the next stage. Only, in the case of Souma has a significant difference.
He can come back but the person he is protecting obviously can not, time never rotates back as he wants everything will continue to run as it is.
Several times he felt desperate but at the same time he also wanted to prove that he was able to fight without losing anything as payment.
Although Souma became the strongest person whose existence equaled that of the goddess he was not a man who suddenly appeared and was given an unreasonable cheat which defeated the enemy with just a single attack, everything has a process in it.
"What about yourself?"
"Obviously I'm afraid, a bachelor like me has a lot of worries. I haven't paid the coffee bill at the tavern and haven't found my true love for sleeping with him."
This guy's rotten.
A shadow of a samurai appeared behind Souma with four hands holding a sword while his face was covered in a demonic mask.
Law felt a terrible pressure from there as did Pandora, he had lived for quite a long time and knew other witches but compared their abnormality this was the first time Pandora felt something strange had eroded him from within.
Sweat drenched his face and after thinking for a long time he finally knew what he was feeling now.
A sensation he had forgotten long ago.
Is correct.
That was a fear.
Pandora laughed and muttered.
"It's not strange that this man slaughtered a witch."
While they were silent the army of monsters began to walk in the same motion, they moved like an army of soldiers marching and walking fearlessly.
"There are about 500 thousand monsters and behind him one controls him, even if we defeat him these monsters will spread and damage some towns and villages."
"In other words we must defeat them all Souma."
Souma took out a potion that he threw at Law.
"It can restore your condition quickly."
"Then I accept it, how about you Pandora?"
"I'll come along, for a while I'll use it anyway you can't use it."
"If so what should I use I'm a sword knight... Souma give me your sword."
Obviously he would reject it if the rashness of the entire continent could be split if one swung it, Souma knew that after all the sword he was wearing was made by the fire goddess Amaterasu.
"Ugh you're stingy."
Souma sighed softly if that was what the cute girl said sounded good but the truth was not so.
Actually what's the point of this guy here if this is a novel he doesn't have a special plot position, the main character isn't, the helper isn't a figurant either.
Even the jerk rom-con protagonist who happily always says "Eh? Did you say anything? When the female lead expressed her feelings as well, it wasn't.
What is clear is that he is gray, Souma thought in his heart.
"By the way, where did my aides not see them coming?"
"I locked up the city with my magic so that only we would fight even though I was fighting myself."
"You've gone mad" said Law Souma, smiling wryly.
"Fufu Souma is so greedy at least let me play too."
While Souma and Pandora ran forward, Law still stood in confusion.
"What about me, I need a sword."
"You can take the enemy's sword," Souma replied annoyedly.
"Ah right too, why don't I think? Depart."
The three charged forward.