Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight
Chapter 45: The Past
Standing in front of Souma was a red-haired goddess with a fire-patterned kimono on her body, she sat down while crossing her level legs while surrounding her a black flame soared high.
The goddess did not have a fixed form as everyone imagined she was always different when Souma visited her, sometimes it was the form of a little child with silver hair, sometimes a woman with a kebaya appearance and sometimes like this too.
His hair is sometimes short or long no one can guess what he really is like.
He said without taking away the interest of Souma who wore Hakama and Haori from the Edo period.
"This is 500 times you've moved into different worlds and challenged 500 problems, have you stopped."
"No, I still want to grow stronger.In every place I lose a precious person, I want to one day be able to make peace without losing anyone."
The goddess sighed softly.
"Listen Ayanokyojin Souma, peace cannot be made without sacrifice, I worry about you, however you are still human despite being eternal."
"For me to be strong is to fight without losing anything."
"Bas stubborn, I will send you to another world, make sure not to be too serious, relaxing and lazing around is something that is natural to do."
"I'll remember it."
Souma jumped back as Alves swooped at him with a sharp kick, it smashed his previous footing which made dust jump into the air, Souma had realized that it was part of a diversion.
At the same time an arrow shot out from the blocked point, without pulling his sword Souma held back with the left side of the sword fending off slightly and it darted past his hair.
After the arrow, Alves slid next, he used a technique like a quick punch with the air around him as an anvil. When his palm was parried the building behind Souma was shattered with a whirlwind.
"This technique?"
"I once went to a city in the high mountains there training many martial experts with similar abilities."
"Truely, I'm one of the disciples there.they call it the palm of the wind."
Souma turned back to avoid Alves' kick and the arrow again ambushed him.
The arrow from one guarding the five then multiplied which simultaneously rained down on him, one of Souma's eyes turned into the shape of a dark eye with red pupils and instantly the arrow burned with black flames.
"What the fuck with those eyes, those eyes look like demons?"
In her 500th life the goddess gave Souma this ability, at that time she had to fight against an organization called fallen angels who thought that humans on the surface had to be exterminated, with this technique Souma slaughtered them all like a terrible demon but like what the goddess said, peace could not be achieved without sacrifice at that very moment he lost many comrades.
Alves glanced at Souma's eyes and in a flash his hand burned.
"Alves?" shouted Seril and Alves immediately threw away his servant shirt and then attacked Souma from the front.
He sent a punch at the speed of sound, forcing Souma to avoid it easily or to be honest he was just being played with. It is undeniable that Souma's power exceeds what all imagine.
Alves clicked his tongue from the annoyance that made his blood boil, as someone from an organization that everyone feared, he could never be this shy, he said, while in his residence he killed his fellow students and finally he fled to a place further away, during his escape he met a man who offered him a place, he was known as a twilight witch and a known leader of the wings of freedom.
She was a woman with wavy black hair, although she looked like a human she was actually a demon that had a different faction to the demon queen Anna.
"You seem to have an interesting power, do you want to join my organization. You can be a hit man and it's more fun to do that."
The devil offered a hand to another demon that could not possibly resist.
