The Outer Ward was just outside the tall walls of the main castle. This was where most people in Dimitri lived.
It was much better than the messy, poor towns outside the outer walls. Here, the streets were made of smooth stones, and there were shops selling food and small restaurants with tables outside.
In the middle of the main square, a large stone statue of Hephaistos stood tall. Hephaistos was a hero to the people of Dimitri, a symbol of their strength.
“Lots of people today,” Hans said, his voice a little too loud, trying to sound normal over the shouts of the market sellers.
The air was thick with noise – merchants yelled about their goods, children laughed, and animals cried out. The smell of roasting meat and sweet cakes hung in the air, but Hans barely noticed. He kept glancing around, his eyes darting from face to face in the busy crowd.
Roman strolled through the streets.
Naturally, many recognized him.
Most members of the Dimitri family lived inside the Inner Ward, but Roman often went to the Outer Ward for fun.
On these trips, Roman caused a lot of trouble.
People whispered when they saw Roman, but no one dared to come near him.
Was it respect for the lord’s family?
At least, not for Roman.
The people of Dimitri truly respected Baron Romero, but they didn’t feel the same way about his troublemaking son.
‘By now, the Blood Fang must know I’m here. Roman Dimitri, the one they want revenge on, walking through the streets without any guards.’
That was why he had come to the Outer Ward.
Roman walked slowly through the streets with Hans.
It was a normal sight, and when he felt that everyone knew where he was, he left Hans at a safe restaurant.
That was all Hans needed to do.
Hans being there was just to make the Blood Fang think Roman was not worried. Roman didn’t want to put Hans in danger.
‘If the rumors are true that the Blood Fang attacks anyone without caring who they are, now is the perfect time for them to attack.’
Today.
Roman’s trip was not by chance.
After his father told him to deal with the Blood Fang, Roman stayed in his room, learning everything he could about them. They weren’t really that strong. The Dimitri Knights could easily defeat the Blood Fang, but the problem was that they were organized in small groups, which made it impossible to destroy them all at once. That was why people avoided fighting the Blood Fang. Making them angry without destroying them meant you would always be afraid of them.
A force with no face.
So, Roman made a plan.
If he couldn’t find them first, he would make them come to him.
“Fresh fish today!”
“Southern silks for just one gold!”
“Max, move it, move it!”
The crowds hurried by.
Roman walked among them, calmly hiding his feelings.
‘Today is the Dimitri Knights’ regular training day. There are fewer guards than usual, so even if something happens in the Outer Ward, they won’t be able to respond quickly. The Blood Fang wouldn’t want to miss a day like this. It’s not often that the young master of Dimitri, who might go out on any day, is walking the streets without a guard, especially on a day when the Dimitri Knights are training.’
Bait.
Roman made himself a tempting bait.
Even the best assassins, who leave no trace, would eagerly attack if they saw an easy target.
‘Three behind me.’
The trap was ready.
Some people who had been watching from a distance were now openly following him.
‘Now, to trick them.’
Casually.
Roman changed direction, heading towards a quiet alleyway.
It was the way to his favorite place for fun, so the Blood Fang would not suspect anything.
He showed them the bait.
To make them attack.
Roman hid his real plans and disappeared into the alley with a cold look on his face.
“Sir Jonathan! Sir Jonathan!”
Jonathan, who was watching the knights train, frowned when he saw Hans running towards him, out of breath.
“What is it?”
“The, the young master… Huff… Danger… Huff.”
“Speak calmly.”
Hans tried to catch his breath.
His face was pale from running all the way from the Outer Ward, but telling Jonathan about Roman’s danger was more important.
“Roman is in danger!”
“The young master?”
“Yes! He went to the Outer Ward without a guard, and I think he’s planning to fight the Blood Fang. If we leave him alone, who knows what might happen? We need to find him as soon as possible!”
Hans’s voice was worried.
He was trying to explain how much danger Roman was in, but Jonathan didn’t believe him.
“I must be hearing things. Are you telling me that Roman, who can barely hold a sword, has gone to the Outer Ward alone to fight the Blood Fang?”
“That’s right!”
“That’s crazy.”
Jonathan chuckled.
He had been a knight of Dimitri since Baron Romero was given the land, and he had taught the young masters of Dimitri, including Roman. The other young masters had become great swordsmen. They had improved a lot and gone to the capital, but Roman was different.
The weakest of the weak.
More than anything, he was a coward.
He would fall to the ground, shaking at the sight of blood, so Jonathan thought that Roman had no talent as a swordsman.
A slow mind and a weak body.
The knights had been the first to call him an idiot.
So, it was natural that Jonathan didn’t believe that Roman had gone to fight the Blood Fang.
“There’s no time for this! We have to save him!”
Hans was very upset.
Jonathan was hesitant, but he couldn’t ignore Hans’s words.
‘The lord gave me special orders.’
A few days ago.
Baron Romero had called Jonathan and told him to help Roman. Jonathan and the Dimitri Knights didn’t really like Roman, but they had to obey the lord’s command, whom they respected very much.
If Hans was telling the truth…
That foolish idiot had made a big mistake.
Why would a man who couldn’t even hold a sword act so recklessly?
Jonathan shouted.
“Get the entire company ready at once!”
Clang! Clang!
The knights lined up.
Jonathan glared at Hans with a fierce look.
“Lead us to the young master. We will not allow anyone to harm a member of the Dimitri family on our land.”
Thud! Thud!
Footsteps echoed in the alley.
The men who had been quietly following Roman now showed who they really were as they entered the quiet place.
Tap tap tap!
“This is the Blood Fang’s revenge!”
It happened quickly.
One of the men jumped forward, stabbing at Roman with a dagger he had been hiding. It was a sudden attack without warning. An ordinary person would have been totally surprised, but Roman reacted quickly.
*Snap.*
Just barely. The blade flashed past Roman’s face, so close he felt the wind of it.
Roman moved like lightning, dodging to the side. He grabbed the man’s arm, twisting it with brutal strength.
*Crack!*
“Kraaah!!” The man’s scream ripped through the air.
As the man dropped his dagger, his arm twisted in a strange way. Roman grabbed the falling weapon and stabbed the man’s neck again and again.
Blood sprayed out in a red arc, like a fountain gone wild.
The man’s face turned pale. He desperately tried to stop the blood from his neck, but it was no use. The blood poured out between his fingers.
“Damn it!”
“You son of a bitch!”
The other men’s faces twisted in anger.
They pulled out their weapons and charged at Roman all at once.
*Whoosh!*
Weapons swung from every direction, trying to end Roman’s life.
The sharp blades shone in the sunlight, but they missed, cutting only air.
The men’s faces hardened.
The Roman they knew could never move like this.
*Thwack!*
“Ugh.”
Roman’s kick landed hard on a man’s stomach.
The man’s face twisted in pain. He tried to fight back, but Roman easily moved out of his way.
By the time the man found Roman again, Roman’s fist was already hitting him in the face.
The man’s head snapped to the side.
Blood poured from his mouth, and teeth fell to the floor like corn.
Next.
“Kraaah!”
Another man screamed.
While the first man was still stunned, Roman threw a dagger into the thigh of another.
The men fell to the ground.
Three were down in a flash.
The two men left were terrified. They stared at their friend’s body, a gaping hole in his neck.
‘This… this is Roman?’
The information was wrong.
No, what they thought was impossible.
The Roman they knew could never have done this.
“Is that all, three?” Roman’s voice was cold.
He casually wiped the blood from his face and looked around.
There were no other enemies.
At least, that’s what Roman felt.
‘Blood Fang doesn’t have anyone good enough to hide from me.’
In the past few days…
Roman had gotten much stronger in a short time.
This was impossible for a normal martial artist, but for the Heavenly Demon who ruled Murim, anything was possible.
Heavenly Demon Divine Art. It was a powerful, almost magical, skill from a world called Murim, a world of martial arts masters.
The greatest skill in Murim improved Roman’s body just by breathing.
The Heavenly Demon’s memories and martial arts made these amazing things possible.
It would take time for Roman to get back to his best, but even 0.1% of his power was enough to deal with Blood Fang.
Roman controlled his breathing.
A little bit of mana reacted in his dantian.
Roman’s body, which had been so far from mana, was now gathering it, entering a new world.
“I-if you kill us, you won’t be safe either!”
“We are Blood Fang!”
The men struggled, terrified. They tried to scare Roman with words.
“You try to kill me and then threaten me? Are you stupid, or is that all you can do?” Roman crouched down in front of them.
Then, he stabbed their legs again with the dagger.
*Thwack!*
“Kraaah!”
“From now on, answer my questions. If you answer honestly, I might give you a chance to be saved.”
“W-what does that… Ack!”
*Thwack!*
“Just answer the questions.”
Roman looked into their eyes.
Their terrified eyes wouldn’t meet his.
The way to destroy a cell organization.
Simple, but it works.
When you don’t know who they are, start by taking them out from the bottom up, and you’ll find the leader.
Roman smiled.
“Who is your boss?”
The conversation was short.
The Blood Fang members tried to hide information, but as soon as the torture started, they told him everything.
Cutting off finger joints, gouging out eyes—they couldn’t resist.
“T-there’s a pub called ‘Morning Dew.’ W-we get our orders there. They give us missions when we say a password, so we don’t know more than that.”
“Good, that’s the kind of information you should have given me.”
“Then, will you let us live?”
“No, trash like you can only be gotten rid of by death.”
*Stab!*
He plunged the dagger into the man’s heart.
He felt no guilt.
The Demonic Cult was a world where only the strong survived.
Showing mercy to the enemy was not a good thing in the Demonic Cult.
Roman wiped the blood from his face with his sleeve and walked back into the busy street.
‘One by one.’ He chuckled.
Roman knew he wasn’t a good person.
His heart beat fast.
Emotions he hadn’t felt when he was the Unrivaled One came back after a long time, making him feel alive.
At the time the Dmitry Knights were in an uproar.
Roman walked alone towards the Blood Fang’s hideout.