I must first decide on a course of action for the future.

After all, my gift is [the greatest incompetence in the world]. I've been proud of being a strong man until just a few minutes ago, but now that Kai Heinemann's memory has returned, there is no doubt that this is an illusion.

First of all, there is no way you can become the world's greatest swordsman just by winning in your imagination. A frog in the well. I was about to die running into him recklessly.

When I think back on the fancy-named dungeon called God's Ordeal, it wasn't much of a stretch. After all, I'm an incompetent person, but I was able to clear it. It's probably the least difficult of all dungeons.

Hmmm. This world will never be as sweet as that dungeon. The four great demon kings, heroes and dragon species, this world is full of incredibly powerful people. I'm sure I would have wanted to fight before my memory returned, but unfortunately, I don't have any desire to do so. You will be able to find out the best way to get the most out of your new collection. No, no, no, hick! Don't you dare! 

Anyway, it's best to act with caution. It would be best to keep the demons in the defeated illustration book out as much as possible. Aside from Fafu, who has a certain level of strength, Fen and Nine-Tails are still inexperienced, but they want to work with me. For the time being, I'll strictly order them to live in the subjugation book.

Now that the course of action has been decided, what should I do? How about getting a hunter's license, which I've always dreamed of, and going on a tour of the world?

No, we have to get out of this crisis first. The three of us (?) I look around at the herd of beasts surrounding the

"So we're done running away, huh? I'm not sure I'm going to be able to find the right one. In fact, I was in a real hurry when the fog rolled in.

A graceful man in a black robe emerges from behind the trees to be protected by the beasts.

Hm? You don't look strong at all. In Kai Heinemann's memory, he should be quite strong. Well, you'll find out when you actually fight.

"Hmm? Did you have a buddy? It's a good thing that she's a little young, but she's a nice girl, I'm sure she'll be very popular with the perverts who like young girls. I'm sure they'll sell them to the slavers for a lot of money.

The red-haired man looks at Fafnir as he sleeps with a face full of desire.

'Master, Faf, this guy is disgusting. I want to kill it!'

Fafnir doesn't even try to hide his disgust as he advises me, "Wait, wait, I still have a question for this guy.

"Wait, wait, I still have a question for this guy.

As usual, he gently patted Fafu's head to appease his mood and told him.

As I recall, this guy said something about a plan, and I should at least try to get it out of him. Besides, Faf is like a family member to me now. I can't make him do such a dangerous thing.

I'll do it. I'm a bit insolent for a human being. Why shouldn't I kill you?

The chicken demon - Astaroth steps forward with a gurgle of his pure white gloved hands. You're weak, but don't go into it without evidence.

'No, I'll do it. I just want to see how good these guys are.

"How much do you want to know how much is the master ...... these little fish,? 

Astaroth asks you while looking at you as if you were looking at some kind of monster.

You're rude. But still, is it a small fry? It is true that, just like the demons in that dungeon, they don't feel threatened at all. Lately, my judgment of the enemy's strength has become less and less.

In order to improve my abilities, I've been using the 【Sealable God's Glove】 to limit my abilities while practicing recently. It's probably because I've been living such a life for tens of thousands of years. I have a feeling that my ability to assess the strength of my opponent has decreased significantly compared to the past. Of course, I can judge them at least vaguely. Specifically, weak, a little weak, very weak, unspeakably weak, or as weak as a winged insect.

But I'm not at all confident that it's not a demon, but an opponent. I've never had a relationship with a human being for nearly 100,000 years, after all. There is no way to plan for what we don't know.

At any rate, this is not an opponent to be taken lightly. I'll do my best to help.

I'm going to take out the entire sheath from the item box.

"You guys don't understand this situation? Or have you gone crazy with fear?

The total number of black panthers surrounding us is over 40. My memory of the pre-dungeon days is that they are truly doomed. But I knew it. They don't seem to be a threat at all. Let's do a quick check to see if they are a threat.

Itto-ryu [Shinkai-ryu Kenjutsu], ichino kata, dead line.

This is the most familiar and breathtaking basic technique for me.

A line runs through the black beasts in my spirit of speech. A moment later, they fall to the ground as pieces of meat in pieces.

''Heh?''

The red-haired man's eyes were wide open and he was stunned by the black beasts that had turned into pieces of meat.

So Astaroth was right, they were small fry. But this world is dangerous. You can't be too careful. Especially before entering that dungeon, I was conspicuous for my careless behavior.

Now, you said you had a plan. What do you want to tell us?

Some of the books I acquired were polite and torture books. The books I read tended to be the ones that Faf tended to want to read, so I didn't read the abnormals because they were bad for Faf's education. But maybe I should be more willing to look through those books in the future.

Anyway. I don't know how to torture them, but if you hurt them thoroughly enough, they'll throw up. You see, I have several means of recovery. It's true that [Super Regeneration (Panacea)] can only be used on self, but there are many other things, such as the super-high-performance potions that I unearthed in the labyrinth. Various.

It's not a good idea. You're a monster!

The red-haired man who pulls out a dagger and swings it around with a trembling hand smashes both of his arms with the peak of his lightning cutter.

The red-haired man lets out a scream that rips through the silk as the bones break through the skin and the arms turn towards the day after tomorrow. Taking that scream as a cue, I began my interrogation.