I, Who Only Know How to Deduce, Have Become the Commander-In-Chief of All Races?

If you lived in a dangerous world with frequent wars, widespread plagues, and raging demons, would you choose to stick to justice, believe in gods, or give up on yourself and create chaos? Mel Boga gave himself a seemingly decent answer, "At least live for now." What did he say to himself? In order to live in this beautiful, relaxed and full of joyful dreams, he had the ability of "deduction" and resolutely left his war-torn hometown. What? Are you saying you want to bring a habitual thief with you in this kind of world? What? And bringing along a two-and-a-half-meter-tall werewolf? What? And a dork who claims to be proficient in all instruments? Stop joking, okay? Many years later, facing representatives of various races alone, Commander-in-Chief Mel Boga will recall the distant afternoon when he left "Jejak". "Hey, is this how you write books? This is too bad!!" "Shut up the illiterate! Do you understand?"