Mimicry Magic Was Too Strong: Zero Effort to Become the World’s Strongest. Saints, Sages, and Swordmasters—I Perfectly Imitated Them All, So I’m Enough on My Own

“Kohirai Mito. You have died.”

I died after saving a Shiba Inu that had run into the road and getting hit by a car in its place. The goddess said to me,

“I will reincarnate you, who possesses a virtuous soul.”

Since I wanted to be someone who could learn things quickly in my next life, I asked for that. In response, the goddess granted me the power of “Mimicry Magic.” Whether it was sword skills, magic, or table manners, I could perfectly copy anything after seeing it just once. It was a convenient magic unique to me.

One day, I watched a duel between a Swordmaster and a Sage in the arena. By the time I left the arena, I had mastered both of their techniques. For good measure, I also copied the Saintess’s magic. With this, I had completed copying the abilities of the Three Saints.

What, you’re holding an exam to decide the new Three Saints? Honestly, isn’t one of me enough?