The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 110

The soldiers of the Hector Kingdom roared with excitement as Butler pushed Roman from the start, their voices echoing off the castle walls.

“Waaah!!”

“Butler! Butler!”

“Avenge our comrades!”

Roman Dmitry. The very name sent shivers down their spines.

Seeing Roman standing in the sunlight reminded them of their fallen comrades, and the soldiers of Hector clung to the walls, their eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity.

They had no doubt that Butler would win. He was their symbol of strength, and they believed he could overcome any opponent, no matter how powerful.

But then, something shifted. It was subtle at first, like a change in the wind. But slowly, the soldiers on the walls felt it. The cheers died down, replaced by a nervous silence.

One soldier, his voice barely a whisper, broke the quiet. “…Is this… is this really happening? Roman Dmitry is just a 3-star swordsman. How can he fight Butler like this? Someone… anyone… explain it to me!”

It was as if he had spoken aloud what everyone was thinking. A wave of shock rippled through the crowd, silencing even the most boisterous soldiers. Faces that had been flushed with excitement now paled with disbelief.

Edwin Hector was no different. In fact, from the moment Roman Dmitry showed the aura of a ‘5-star,’ he couldn’t hide his surprise.

‘Could he really be trying to fight with skill?’ he wondered.

Surprise flashed in his eyes.

Logically, this duel was clearly disadvantageous for Roman Dmitry. Everyone knew the difference in their levels was huge. Edwin Hector had faced Roman Dmitry before and knew Roman was no match for Butler.

So, he was sure it was a trap. There was no way to defeat Butler with normal methods. As soon as Roman received Butler’s sword, he suspected that Roman was using a magically enchanted weapon.

However, no matter how he looked at it, that wasn’t the case. Edwin Hector was also a magician, so he could confirm that Roman wasn’t using tricks.

It was from that moment that his heart raced, just like the first time he met Roman. Just like when Roman appeared from the darkness and shocked him, Edwin Hector’s mouth went dry and cold sweat ran down his back.

‘If Butler loses to Roman Dmitry…’ he thought, ‘there is no worse situation than that. We will not only lose our most powerful asset, but we will also have to retreat from our rear base because of the defeat. But regardless of the outcome, we cannot accept the result of the duel. Losing the war after investing so much means the downfall of Hector. The international community will see the Hector Kingdom as untrustworthy, which will ruin our reputation.’

He shook his head, trying to dismiss his fears. He trusted Butler. Still, Butler hadn’t used his full power yet.

An ominous feeling kept creeping up, but he tried to believe that Butler would win the duel. As if to respond to that belief, the tide turned again.

Butler pushed Roman back, and as he cornered Roman, the aura swirling from Butler’s sword soared high into the sky. It was Butler’s ultimate technique.

‘It’s over,’ Edwin Hector thought. He was certain. There was no way to stop this. Even the strongest fighters on the continent had fallen to Butler’s ultimate technique.

But at that moment, the ground rumbled.

Edwin Hector could only stare wide-eyed at what was happening.

Baek Jung-hyuk’s father, before sending his sons into dangerous situations, gathered his twelve sons and told them, “The existence of the Heavenly Demon is a symbol of unwavering faith. You must never show weakness. It is better to die than to retreat. Instead of trying to win with weak defensive moves, you must overwhelm your enemy, even if it means sacrificing yourself. Remember, the title of Heavenly Demon is only for the absolute best. If you want to follow in my footsteps and reach the top of the Demonic Cult, you must never be ashamed of the choices you make.”

In those days, the Heavenly Demon’s words had a great impact. Naturally, the twelve sons followed their father’s teachings. Instead of focusing on defense, they attacked relentlessly, believing that the best defense was a strong offense.

Many of them died because of this. They rushed in to attack instead of defending, and their heads were cut off. Talented members of the Demonic Cult, who could have become even stronger, died for nothing.

Only one person, Baek Jung-hyuk, was different. While being incredibly aggressive, he also made sure to learn defensive techniques.

‘The weak defensive moves Father talked about are about focusing only on defense,’ he thought. ‘To become truly powerful, you must be perfect at both offense and defense. Overwhelm the enemy, but also be able to defend against their attacks at any time. Only then can you become a Heavenly Demon.’

Before his eyes, the sun seemed to fall from the sky. Seeing the aura burning fiercely and filling his vision, Roman knew he couldn’t win with a direct fight.

‘Is that his hidden weapon?’ Roman wondered.

If he had just six more months to master the mid-level techniques of the Heavenly Demon Sword Art, he would have met Butler’s attack head-on without hesitation. But not now.

If he thought he was as strong as he was in his previous life, with skills that were barely developed, he would lose his head here. So, he changed his approach.

He completely abandoned offensive moves, focusing only on defense and unleashing his aura. If the Heavenly Demon Sword Art was the most powerful weapon, then the Iron Fortress was the strongest shield possessed by the Heavenly Demon, Baek Jung-hyuk.

‘Iron Fortress,’ Roman thought.

The aura exploded. Faced with a powerful force that seemed to consume him, Roman focused his aura to the extreme and attacked the opponent’s weakest point.

His arm trembled from the immense force. Blood surged from within and flowed from his mouth, but the powerful Iron Fortress didn’t budge.

At that moment, he met Butler’s eyes. His eyes, which had been so confident, were now filled with shock, unable to believe what was happening.

A single defense had completely shattered Butler’s confidence.

Good sword fighting is about balance. It’s not just about blocking attacks. You also need to prepare to attack back right after you defend.

The Iron Fortress completely eliminated offensive elements. Every bit of Roman’s power was used for defense. If Butler kept attacking, Roman would have been completely focused on just defending.

The time to switch from defense to offense. In battles between masters, even a fleeting moment can be fatal, but Butler made the mistake of wasting that time.

“……How!” Butler exclaimed, astonished. It didn’t make sense. How could Roman Dmitry block an attack that even a 5-star swordsman couldn’t block?

In the short time he showed his surprise, Roman quickly regained his balance. By using the Iron Fortress, he suppressed his boiling mana. While changing his stance, he redistributed the mana and muscles that were focused only on defense.

The people watching the duel didn’t even realize what had happened. In reality, it was only a fleeting moment, and Roman didn’t miss the change in the situation.

He kicked off the ground and attacked Butler. As if nothing had happened, mana exploded aggressively, and he pushed Butler hard, not giving him a chance to breathe.

The force of his attack was weak. The difference between Roman and Butler was that the Iron Fortress minimized the risk after numerous trials and errors, while Butler had used a lot of power with a single blow.

Because of that, his aura became noticeably weaker. When he had enough mana, he exerted a strong force with explosive bursts, but now he looked tired, his mana running dry.

In contrast, Roman was different. Martial arts allowed him to exert extreme power even with a fraction of strength.

The initiative had changed hands. With an attack that pushed him relentlessly, as if he was going to end it all, Butler gritted his teeth and tried to counterattack.

Butler’s sword brushed past Roman’s face. But Roman didn’t flinch. Instead of stepping back from the opponent’s counterattack, he stepped forward to avoid the attack, so he wouldn’t lose momentum.

His heart sank. He realized that to reach the position of Heavenly Demon, he had to be more aggressive than anyone else. From now on, it was the world of the Heavenly Demon, Baek Jung-hyuk.

He pushed like crazy. As the aura exploded and he was pushed back, Butler’s face turned pale. No matter what defense he used, no matter what counterattack he tried, Roman kept coming forward.

As if he wasn’t even afraid of dying, he stood at the tip of the sword and didn’t give Butler any room to breathe. He was suffocating and felt dizzy. He couldn’t recover the breath he lost while using his hidden weapon.

As Butler, his face pale, struggled to fend off the attack, Roman’s cold gaze pierced his eyes.

‘It’s over,’ Roman thought.

At that moment, Butler chose a suicidal move.

It was over. He knew it. Roman Dmitry was like a beast, and he would never miss an opportunity.

‘How did it come to this?’ Butler wondered, looking back on the duel. It was clear that he had the advantage. Roman seemed to be pushed back by strength, but when he came to his senses, he was the one being pushed back helplessly.

It was a difference in experience. A veteran swordsman in his 50s, who had fought in countless battles, was being outmaneuvered by an opponent in his 20s who hadn’t experienced the world yet. It was shocking.

Roman Dmitry was a monster. If he died here, he couldn’t imagine how the Hector Kingdom would handle him.

‘Even if I die, the Hector Kingdom cannot retreat,’ he thought. ‘We are already at the edge of a cliff, and the only way to survive is to fight to the end. And this monster… he will somehow get to the prince and take his life. That’s why I have to take him with me, even if I die.’

He made a decision. The leader of the Hector Royal Knights, Butler, gritted his teeth and jumped forward, even though he knew the sword was about to fall on his head.

Roman’s sword would cut off his head, but before that, he planned to take one of Roman’s arms.

“Butler. I will remember your sacrifice,” Roman said.

Butler felt a chill run down his spine. Roman had predicted his move. The moment their eyes met, Roman anticipated his decision with a feint and stepped back as Butler rushed in.

Butler’s attack cut through the air. It was over. Blood splattered from Butler’s chest as the sword plunged down like lightning.

A scream of agony signaled the end of the fierce battle. Butler knelt down, his eyes losing focus, as the sword plunged down once more over his head.

It was then that Edwin Hector shouted, “Stop! Rune flare!”

Flames of fire exploded from the castle walls. As Roman stepped back to avoid the attack, the gates of the rear base opened and a group of soldiers rushed out.

“Save Commander Butler!”

“You son of a bitch! Don’t touch our Commander!”

The soldiers were driven to the edge. Hector had abandoned his honor and his reputation in the international community. He chose to save Butler.

From the beginning, Roman Dmitry was waiting for Edwin Hector to show his true colors.