The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 65

Morkan.

It was a name he knew well.

He had worked in the iron mine for a long time, and Romero had heard he was chosen to be the safety manager.

A trustworthy man. Besides, if Jacob trusted him enough to bring him here, he must be a good spokesman for the iron mine.

Baron Romero asked,

“So, you were with Roman at the scene?”

“Yes, I was.”

“Tell me exactly what happened. How did Roman act during the accident? Why was he interested in the safety of the iron mine? Did he find a solution himself? I want you to tell me only the truth, without any lies or exaggerations.”

“Understood, sir.”

Morkan bowed politely.

He spoke about his experience.

Like Hans, he was honest and direct.

“The accident happened a week after Roman started working here. A worker was hurt when the ground collapsed. I was there and ordered a safe rescue, following the accident plan. But Roman disagreed. He thought he could save the worker by taking a risk, using his abilities. People, including me, tried to stop him, but he went straight to the accident site. That’s the truth. No one forced him or asked him to do it. Young Master made his own decision.”

His words matched Hans’s story.

Because he was a Dimitri.

Roman took the risk.

Thinking about his son going into the dark underground alone, Baron Romero held the chair tightly without realizing it.

“I didn’t know why Young Master came to the iron mine at first. But after he helped the injured worker, I realized how foolish I had been. He said he wanted to solve the mine’s safety problems. Young Master didn’t have any hidden reasons. As the eldest son of the Dimitri family, he wanted to see the difficulties people faced and felt it was his duty to fix the safety issues.”

He was touched.

As a worker.

Morkan truly admired Roman.

Even if Roman had a reason for his actions, Morkan believed he was sincere about helping the people of Dimitri.

“From start to finish, all the ideas to improve safety came from Young Master. If you’re asking what kind of person he is, I believe he is the right successor for the Dimitri family. I trust him and want to follow him.”

He spoke from the heart.

Even as he bowed his head, his voice was strong, showing that he was telling the truth, as Baron Romero had asked.

“……I see.”

He had heard everything he wanted to hear.

Baron Romero sent everyone away.

‘Not one person says Roman isn’t fit to be the Dimitri successor.’

The iron mine’s opinion.

Again, it was on Roman’s side.

He could tell that Morkan was careful with his words, not wanting to hurt Roman.

Already.

They saw Roman as the next Dimitri leader.

He started to worry.

The situation had changed.

Everyone was looking at Roman, but he still couldn’t decide.

The master blacksmith.

He still needed to hear from the most important blacksmith.

A few days before, the blacksmith was working by the hot flames of the furnace, like always.

“Master.”

“Speak.”

“Some items have arrived for Roman Dimitri. Should we accept them?”

Roman.

It was a word they avoided in the blacksmith shop.

After what happened last time, they tried not to say Roman’s name. But because the request came in, they had to tell the master, Hendrick.

The blacksmith was very nervous. But Hendrick’s reaction was different than expected.

“Accept them.”

“……Yes?”

“Are you deaf? I said accept them.”

“Ah, understood!”

The blacksmith hurried away.

Soon, he returned with a lot of ironware.

He couldn’t carry it all, so other blacksmiths helped. Soon, the blacksmith shop was full of iron weapons and armor.

It was too much to finish in a day or two.

Even though he didn’t like Roman, Hendrick looked at the ironware calmly and didn’t refuse.

“This is a mess. How much training did they do to get it in this condition?”

It seemed to belong to the soldiers who followed Roman.

Actually, he wanted to refuse.

But recently, his feelings about Roman had changed a little.

He heard about the accident in the iron mine from Jacob. He saw Roman in a new light when he heard that he had risked his life to save the worker.

Looking back, the problem in the blacksmith shop wasn’t really Roman’s fault.

Hendrick had been too proud as a craftsman, so it was natural for Roman to be angry.

This time, he wanted to make up for it.

He had treated Roman unfairly, so he wanted to fix things by doing a good job on the request.

So, he carefully checked the items.

What was wrong with them?

He thought about how to please Roman.

As Hendrick checked the mountain of ironware, he saw a sword set aside and his eyes widened.

“……What on earth is this?!”

He was sure.

This sword was a masterpiece, not easily found anywhere.

Hendrick was a master craftsman.

He had worked in the blacksmith shop for many years, so he could easily recognize the beautiful form of a masterpiece sword.

“Where did you get this thing?”

He held the sword up to the light.

The light flowed smoothly down the blade. The handle was artistic and easy to grip.

The blade felt strong when he tapped it.

It might not be the best sword ever, but even in Dimitri, a place known for blacksmiths, it was rare to find a sword this good.

Most importantly, Hendrick was impressed by something else.

‘It reacts to magic in an unusual way.’

When the light touched it, the sword held the light and shone brightly.

This meant it could accept the energy of nature, magic, better than other ironware.

A long time ago, the best swords were simply sharp and strong. But since Emperor Alexandre showed the power of aura swords, the standards had changed.

Basic sword performance was expected. Now, a sword was considered a masterpiece based on how well it accepted magic.

Hendrick took the sword to the flame.

Very rarely, weapons that reacted well to magic would create a dramatic effect when near a flame.

Just like now.

Whoosh.

Whoosh.

“……?!”

The flame wrapped around the sword.

The flame, which should have spread out, instead moved around the sword as if pulled by a force.

It wasn’t a strong pull, but even this effect without adding magic showed that aura users would love this sword.

‘There’s a treasure like this in the world.’

His heart raced.

Hendrick was proud to be the best at working with iron.

But increasing magic reaction was different.

How could someone make something like this?

As a craftsman, he was very curious. He went to the blacksmith who had brought the weapon and asked,

“This sword, who does it belong to?”

He already knew.

If Roman had requested it, he knew who the sword belonged to.

But he had to be sure. As expected, the blacksmith said the name Hendrick had in mind.

“……It’s Roman’s. He collected all the weapons and armor from the soldiers and gave me this sword separately. Is there a problem? If you want, I’ll return everything to Roman.”

“No, there’s no need to do that.”

Roman.

The name stuck in his head.

Where did he get this sword?

If it was bought with Dimitri’s money, it must have cost a lot.

Then who made the sword?

He had many questions. Hendrick came to one conclusion.

‘I need to ask Roman where the sword came from.’

He was desperate to know.

He didn’t want to talk to Roman, but now he was so eager to know that he had to ask first.

To meet Roman, he had to finish the request quickly.

He couldn’t just ask about the sword without doing anything else.

Hendrick shouted,

“Gather all the blacksmiths who are free. We need to finish this work in a few days!”

Here, Hendrick’s words were law.

From that day on, the blacksmith’s furnace stayed on from sunrise to sunset.

The blacksmith poured the iron onto the floor.

Chris looked surprised to see the iron shining like new.

“It’s already done? I thought it would take at least two weeks for 30 sets of armor.”

“……I feel the same way. I thought we would take two weeks and work slowly. But for some reason, Hendrick was very focused, and all the blacksmiths worked on this project.”

The blacksmith trembled.

The last few days had been a nightmare.

They weren’t forced to work at night because it was dangerous, but they had to hammer iron non-stop from sunrise to sunset.

They couldn’t even enjoy their breaks. The master blacksmith ate bread in one minute and went back to the furnace. How could the other blacksmiths rest?

After working like that for 3 days, they finished the job.

“Please ask Roman why Hendrick was so eager to finish.”

“Okay.”

Chris nodded.

Looking to the side, he saw Roman and Hendrick talking.

Hendrick looked tired from working so hard, but his eyes were full of excitement.

“Roman, where did you get this sword? Who made it?”

He asked quickly, wanting an answer right away.

He couldn’t hide his eagerness, even in front of Roman.

Roman smiled.

‘Just as I thought.’

From the moment he made the request, Roman expected Hendrick to react this way.

Master craftsmen are always the same.

If they see something amazing, they can’t help but react like Hendrick, no matter how they feel about the owner.

So, Roman gave the answer he had already prepared.

“I didn’t get the sword from anywhere. I made it myself.”

“……What?!”

Hendrick’s face showed shock.

It was a shocking idea that he couldn’t have imagined.