The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 92

Dust and smoke filled the air. I stared at the battlefield, unable to believe what was happening. Hector’s powerful knight lay still on the ground – defeated in a single strike! But even more shocking was the sight of *him* – one man, alone – charging straight towards the enemy soldiers. It was madness.

“It’s the enemy!”

“Kill him!”

Hector’s soldiers rushed forward.

At first glance, there were dozens of them.

But this man facing them was alone.

Roman Dmitry, who had appeared alone on the battlefield, met the enemies head-on as if the numerical difference meant nothing.

Wham! Wham! Wham!

“Kraaah!”

It was a one-sided massacre.

Soldiers charged at him, yelling loudly. But they quickly fell, screaming. Those who hesitated were cut down before they could even move.

He didn’t seem to use any special power, just his own strength. Yet, Roman Dmitry defeated the enemies easily.

One person with each strike.

Death followed every time the sword flashed.

Weapons came at him from every direction, trying to kill him. But Roman just kept fighting, killing another soldier with each move.

He was a monster.

But more shocking than the overwhelming force was that Roman Dmitry was truly alone.

“This is insane.”

“The enemy is alone! Calmly attack together!”

“Attack from all sides!”

One against many.

It was an absurd situation.

It was unbelievable that he had appeared alone, but the situation was one-sided slaughter.

Hector’s soldiers struggled.

They believed that they could defeat him if a large number of people attacked at the same time, but as the battle progressed, the number of corpses lying on the floor increased.

It was a battle they couldn’t win from the start.

The soldiers couldn’t even wound Roman; their heads flew off as soon as they approached.

It was all over quickly. Just moments after Brandt saw Roman, the battle was finished. It was like a nightmare.

Plop.

It was over.

The last Hector soldier fell to the ground. Brandt stared at Roman, his face white with shock. “…What are you?”

In Brandt’s common sense, there was no such monster in the Cairo Kingdom.

Just hearing the name ‘Roman Dmitry’ made Brandt’s heart race.

Brandt thought, ‘So, the rumors about guerrilla tactics are true?’ He remembered contacting Count Donald and the order to leave the first defense line. It seemed like they were giving up the entire southern front.

It was a common-sense judgment.

Now that the warp gate has fallen into the hands of the enemy, there is no way to hold out on the southern front against the forces of the Hector Kingdom.

People talked about the mountains being a good defense, but that wasn’t really true.

The Hector Kingdom will certainly have a hard time dealing with the remnants hiding in the mountains, but there is no place in the southern mountains that can be used as a fortress.

Therefore, guerrilla warfare was not a good strategy.

If they just hid in the mountains without a clear plan, the enemy could trap them and destroy them all.

But Roman Dmitry stayed. He could have escaped, but he didn’t give up the southern front. Brandt thought back to when he contacted Count Donald. Even then, Roman was different. He knew the enemy had taken the warp gate and told them to run.

Roman had seen the danger coming. His judgment had been right.

Of course, he thought guerrilla warfare was reckless.

But Brandt couldn’t help but look at Roman with respectful eyes.

Brandt knew he was alive now because Roman Dmitry had stayed, even though it was dangerous.

Brandt said.

“Roman Dmitry was right. Count Donald made the decision to remain in a deadly place despite the correct advice, and the 1st defense line fell into the hands of the Hector Kingdom. The war is already over. The Hector Kingdom has moved to attack the 2nd defense line, and they will not be able to hold out for long either.”

He bowed his head.

Brandt didn’t understand why Roman was fighting alone.

But one thing was clear: the war had changed. Guerrilla tactics wouldn’t work anymore.

Knowing Roman Dmitry was strong, Brandt spoke to him more boldly.

“Does this mean we should give up?”

“Yes,” he answered himself. “Some things are just impossible. I just saw how strong you are, Roman. But the Hector Kingdom has too many soldiers. We can’t fight them all. Please, let’s retreat into the mountains now. No one will blame you. I saw how bravely you fought, and I’ll tell everyone. Please, be wise and leave.”

Maybe.

Brandt thought Roman might have stayed for revenge.

There is no reason to move alone in common sense.

Therefore, the hypothesis that he lost all his subordinates and is taking revenge seemed plausible to Brandt’s common sense.

Brandt’s words – ‘a wise decision’. He wasn’t wrong.

Roman could leave now and be safe.

Roman thought, ‘I don’t like that idea.’ It wasn’t just about being patriotic.

Roman was from Cairo, and the southern front was his home, the land he was supposed to protect. Now, the Hector Kingdom had taken it. It was a matter of his pride.

Roman couldn’t stand the thought of people saying he was there but did nothing. He wouldn’t let that be true.

Logically, it wasn’t worth risking his life.

He could lose everything and gain little.

But Roman, who had fought his way to the top in a tough world, knew one important thing.

‘Even once, I can’t do something that would make me lose respect for myself.’

That was it.

That’s why he stayed.

That’s why he didn’t run.

He looked down at Brandt, who was staring up at him. Roman said firmly, “No. The war is not over.”

From the outbreak of the war until now, Roman retraced the situation.

‘The Hector Kingdom is in trouble. They have a terrible famine, worse than ever before. They don’t have enough food for their people, so they definitely don’t have enough for their army. The fact they started a war shows how desperate they are.’

It’s a simple problem.

Hector’s true intentions.

They showed their intention to solve their problems through this war.

‘If that’s true, then Hector’s actions make sense. The southern front isn’t rich land, so other countries wouldn’t usually bother attacking it. But Hector wants to take complete control. They didn’t just attack across the border. They tricked everyone and captured the warp gate. Now they’ve cut off the southern front completely. They can hold this land and bargain with Cairo.’

Roman understood Hector’s real plan.

If Hector tries to end the war as soon as possible, their weaknesses were already clearly revealed.

Roman said.

“This war is different. Hector attacked the southern front quickly because they can’t fight for long. They also want to lose as few soldiers as possible. Wars have reasons. Hector’s reason is to fix their country’s problems. They think if they control the southern front, they can easily make a deal with the Cairo royal family.”

“…What is that.”

Brandt widened his eyes.

Roman’s words.

I couldn’t understand.

To attempt war to solve the country’s difficulties.

How can I accept this?

“It’s simple. Hector attacked the southern front, even though it’s not very valuable and they are in a bad situation. Do you think Hector, with its starving people, can defend this land for long? No way. They are taking a huge risk with their whole country right now.”

At the edge of a cliff.

Hector drew his sword to survive.

It was a last-ditch effort to solve the problem before starving to death, as they would starve to death if they did nothing.

Therefore, Roman made a decision.

“We don’t need to fight all of Hector’s army here. Even if we only defeat a small part of them, say 100 out of 10,000, it will change things a lot. Hector will have trouble because we’re still fighting. And the Cairo royal family won’t agree to Hector’s demands so easily, because they’ll see there’s still a chance to win. That’s enough. Just by making things uncertain, we can stop Hector’s plan.”

To that word.

Brandt couldn’t hide his admiration.

His thoughts were not wrong.

Roman was no ordinary person, and he was looking at the battlefield from a different perspective, just as he had shown foresight.

The problem was, Roman’s plan was not as easy as it sounded.

“…Is that really possible?”

“It is possible.”

I couldn’t question it.

Before I even had doubts.

“We’ve already done what we came here to do.”

Roman Dmitry’s words shocked Brandt.

Southern Front 2nd Defense Line.

The Hector Kingdom had already begun its attack.

“Fire!”

Whoosh.

Rumble!

The flare exploded on the wall.

Some of the walls had already collapsed due to repeated attacks, and Cairo’s soldiers screamed as the flames blazed.

However, Edwin Hector did not hastily order an attack.

He had just contacted the Cairo royal family. Time was now on Hector’s side. From now on, it was important to lose as few soldiers as possible.

‘My plan is perfect,’ Edwin thought. He had spent a year preparing. Now, everything he had practiced was happening in real life.

He had tricked the enemy by attacking across the border, while secretly capturing the warp gate – the most important thing.

He believed the war was practically over.

When discussing the plan on the table, from the moment the warp gate was occupied, there was no possibility of failure.

It was almost like they had already won.

Now, he just had to finish off the remaining enemy soldiers and get what he wanted from Cairo.

But even though everything was going so well, Edwin felt uneasy.

‘Baron McCleary’s death wasn’t part of my plan. The fifth defense line was the weakest! And McCleary died fighting *them*? Roman Dmitry… Could he be someone who can change things, even when we are stronger?’

Edwin Hector always doubted himself.

Even when things were going well, he checked his plans for mistakes and tried to stop anything unexpected from happening.

No matter how much he thought, he couldn’t see Roman as a big threat. He knew Roman Dmitry was famous, but a 3-star swordsman wasn’t strong enough to change the whole war.

‘We didn’t capture the fifth defense line like we planned. What unexpected things could happen because of that? But no, there’s nothing that can really hurt us. Even if Roman Dmitry leads an army against us, Hector’s forces are too strong. What if Roman Dmitry is stronger than we thought, like those survivors said? It will be harder, but it won’t be a disaster. The Hector Kingdom is too strong to be defeated by just one person.’

Before attacking the 2nd defense line, Edwin Hector gave an order.

An order to deal with Cairo’s remnants.

It was a judgment to block variables in advance, fearing that they might be absorbed into Roman.

He tried to calm his worries with logic.

He kept thinking about his plan, but his mind told him everything was fine.

Just then, a soldier ran up to him. “Prince Edwin! We’ve lost contact with the First Company that went to deal with the remaining enemies.”

One piece of news.

Edwin felt a bad feeling in his stomach.

And then, more bad news. “We’ve also lost contact with the Second Company!”

“The Third Company isn’t answering!”

The news kept coming. Edwin Hector’s face became hard. Variable. His bad feeling was right.