Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight

Chapter 08: A Hero Who is Too Strong

Souma slipped among the monsters with Hide skill then finished them off with a quick slash.

A four-meter-tall black wolf ambushed him from above showing sharp fangs between his mouth. Just by slightly adding wind magic on the tip of his sword his head was cut off easily.

If you remember the past, Souma was just an ordinary resident who worked as a samurai without a master, one day he wanted to go to the battlefield but suddenly a magic circle appeared under his feet until he appeared before a goddess.

The goddess said.

"You are the one chosen to be my messenger to save the world, do you want to accept it?"

"If it can train my sword style then I will accept it, it would be best if I could visit every world to practice."

"Not only swords you can practice magic as well."

"Looks like it's fun, please send me the goddess."

"Seeing how enthusiastic you are I don't mind sending you to 10,000 different worlds, when you succeed in making the world peaceful then automatically you will go directly to another world either through the isolation of someone or accidentally, really too, If you're done I'll give you whatever gift you want even now I'll give you an immortal body that never ages you'll continue to look 17 years old instead of that good."

"It's good to hear it."

That's when Souma's adventure begins, he studies every swordsmanship he encounters as well as learning new things he wants.

As the goddess said Souma kept trying to save the world, she had fought countless people with countless more, succumbing to the demon lord and evil that really had to be exterminated.

And this was his 10,000th world that he had to save. Different from before he chose to take a different path, namely by doing nothing and leaving the rest to other heroes so that he could live a relaxed life.

In the end too strong will only bring suffering to others.

If weakness is called sin then its strength can also be in the same position, even if it is just a word he has heard from the demon he defeated.

Since then in this last world, he decided not to interfere and just go through everything casually.

Souma stood on top of the monster corpse as he sighed softly, there was nothing to be proud of about what he was doing now.

Killing an S-ranked monster or some kind of catastrophic creature for him is as easy as taking weeds in the wild.

Even without realizing it he had killed about 1,000 with only a sword or low magic. He jumped down and began to browse the dungeon.

No need to go down the next floor, he had found the reason why the monsters came out of their habitat and attacked the villagers.

Simply put a black crystal had controlled it while the crystal in question had fused with a Minotaurus until it stuck tightly to its chest.

"So then, sorry that I have to kill you now.

Minotaurus growled before finally darting forward, he swung his axe in midair.

Up next.

Either his head or his hands had all been severed in a single breath.