The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 291

The situation happened very quickly.

One moment.

*Thud.*

Hunt moved like a small storm, rushing towards Thames. Even though Hunt was much smaller, he was incredibly fast. Thames was surprised by the sudden burst of energy and how quickly Hunt attacked.

He had expected Hunt to be defensive.

Standing in front of Thames, who was a tall 190cm, Hunt’s quick attack was unexpected.

Two seconds.

Rumble!

Whoosh!

The sword cut through the air.

Thames used his own energy to block the attack, but the force of the hit pushed him back.

After only one exchange, Thames started to feel uneasy.

He stepped back, blocking attack after attack for three or four seconds. When he finally looked up at Hunt, he was shocked.

Five seconds.

Hunt jumped into the air, like a cat pouncing.

He had matched Thames’ steps backward, and now, pushing away Thames’ sword, Hunt hit Thames’ face with his knee.

Crack!

Kraaah!

Thames screamed.

The knee to the face made Thames stumble, unable to think clearly.

He no longer thought Hunt was weak.

He gritted his teeth and swung his sword wildly, but Hunt dodged every attack with sharp eyes before tripping him.

Plop!

Thames fell awkwardly. He couldn’t even lift his head, his face covered in blood as he heard Chris’s cold voice.

Thames, you’re out.

He squeezed his eyes shut.

He had made a big mistake.

He knew that being a soldier of Dmitry meant he was strong, but he had become too confident because Hunt was small.

And so, Thames was out.

But Hunt looked like he was not happy with how easy it was. He stayed in the arena and said loudly that he was annoyed.

Next. Is there no next?

Thames’ challenge.

It made him unhappy.

He had avoided looking at strong people like Chris and Kevin, but when he saw Hunt, he was happy, as if he had found treasure.

Hunt, like Henderson, was also from a normal background.

Even though he had a normal job, he had studied hunting, but he became a good swordsman by learning from Roman Dmitry.

At Hunt’s words.

The challengers became angry.

Even after seeing Thames lose, they still thought Hunt would be an easy fight.

I will challenge you!

A new challenger.

This time, a giant stepped forward.

Chris nodded.

Even though the order was mixed up, he understood why Hunt wanted to start these fights.

Flap.

Begin!

The second fight began.

The giant thought that Hunt would be tired since the fight started right away.

He would need time to catch his breath after pushing Thames back. The giant charged forward.

Rumble! The sound of energy filled the air as he swung his sword down, wanting to crush Hunt in one hit.

Wham!

Rumble!

The impact shook the ground.

Hunt did not step back.

Even though he blocked the attack, he didn’t move back. The giant wanted to end the fight quickly and hit down with his sword again and again.

They exchanged strong blows.

The two men did not give up, creating big explosions of force. The giant, who had been so sure at first, started to sweat as time went on.

Something was wrong.

Hunt’s small energy did not seem to be getting weaker, no matter how much he attacked.

Instead.

Fwoosh.

His arm was pushed away.

The giant realized he was losing in strength and knew he would lose like Thames.

Crack!

A fist hit his face.

The giant’s eyes went blank, and he fell backward like a puppet with its strings cut.

Plop.

…

People were speechless.

Thames and the giant had both lost.

It was shocking to see.

Even unknown people were this strong, which was a surprise.

People say you become like the people you admire.

Next.

Hunt looked fierce, as if he were Roman Dmitry himself.

Thames was not the only one.

As the challengers who showed off at first lost one after another, more and more people chose opponents who seemed easy to beat, like they had chosen Hunt.

Their thinking made sense.

To win, they had to choose someone weak, but the problem was that no one was weak among Roman Dmitry’s soldiers.

Chris smiled.

They may have seemed unimportant at first, but after several years, the lord’s soldiers have become completely different.

It had been a long time.

The soldiers had been through a lot.

They had defeated Barco with Roman Dmitry, fought the Hector Kingdom in the Southern Front, stopped the Benedict Marquis’ rebellion, and won against the Chronos Empire in the Western Front.

Later, in the big war against Valhalla and Chronos, the soldiers were always with Roman Dmitry.

So.

Were the soldiers able to win those hard wars because Roman Dmitry solved all the problems?

The war was won because of Roman Dmitry’s hard work.

That was clear, but if the soldiers were not skilled, they would not have survived until now.

This test.

It showed how different they were.

It proved what the position people wanted meant in Dmitry.

People who once couldn’t even hold a sword properly, like Henderson, have become the strongest army on the continent through their experiences. We don’t want strength right now. We want them to understand the situation and have the basic skills for battle. If they have those two things, the new soldiers will grow a lot within Dmitry’s walls.

It was certain.

There were examples to be confident, such as himself, Kevin, and Henderson.

It was as Fred had said.

If they thought they were better than the soldiers, they would not pass the third test.

Only one thing.

The only way to pass was to prove their strength.

It was then.

Finally, when his name was called, Fred stepped forward and named one person.

I will choose Chris.

Instantly.

People paid attention.

Fred had named someone who had not been called even once during the hundreds of fights.

Fred knew.

What Dmitry wanted.

If he chose an easy opponent and showed his fighting skills, he could pass the third test.

But he didn’t want to do that.

As the knight commander of the Memphis family, a top soldier who was ranked 10th in the Chronos Empire, he did not want to betray his country by making a safe choice.

Becoming a citizen of Dmitry.

It needed to be impressive.

He worried that being from the Chronos Empire might cause problems for him later.

Thud. Thud.

Chris stepped forward.

Drawing his sword, he spoke in a dry voice.

“This recruitment of soldiers has no restrictions on status, as long as they are not from the ‘Lords of the Dimitri Principality.’ Even if they are a Knight Commander from the Chronos Empire, it means we will accept them if they pass the test.”

It was a clear statement.

Fred’s expression turned serious.

Finally, the moment they faced each other.

The facilitator waved the flag.

“Start!”

Tap.

Tap tap tap.

Fred moved first.

Chris stayed still, watching Fred rush towards him. The moment Fred entered his attack range, Chris extended his sword. It was fast.

He saw Fred attack. Right away, he felt the wind and sharp energy aiming for his forearm.

Clang-

Sparks flew.

Chris’s attack.

It was expected.

His swordsmanship was famous throughout the continent, and thanks to anticipating it from the start, he was able to block the attack without difficulty.

Diego, whom Chris had defeated, was a powerhouse a full four stages higher than him.

Fred knew that he was in a disadvantageous match and unleashed his aura with all his might.

Rumble.

Rumble!

A storm arose.

The intensely swirling aura rushed in as if to devour the opponent as soon as it approached Chris.

Wham!

Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!

It was an enormous clash.

The people watching the test nearby stared blankly at the shockwaves caused each time the swords collided.

The confrontation between Chris and Fred was on a different level.

Marquis Memphis had brought Fred, a promising talent from Chronos, to grow into his current form for the sake of his family’s future, but what was important to him was the safety of his family.

In a country like Chronos, a single mistake could wipe out a family, so a knight like Fred, who had dedicated his life to Chronos, ended up running away in the night.

Tap tap.

Fred dug into the space.

Deflecting Chris’s attacks that came in relentlessly, he did not allow the distance between them to exceed three steps.

‘If I get too far, it’s over.’

Chris was fast and had a long attack range.

More than three steps was disadvantageous for him and clearly advantageous for Chris, so he stayed very close, exchanging blows with Chris.

Sweat was already pouring down his forehead.

The fact that he might be caught off guard without even having time to react if he was even slightly careless caused him to spread his aura throughout his body, creating explosive power.

Wham!

To the right.

He induced the opponent’s movement with rapid movement, then lowered his stance, letting the attack flow past him, and kicked off the ground.

Whoosh.

Rumble!

He extended his sword.

As Chris stepped back slightly to avoid it, Fred rushed in as if not to miss the opportunity.

He couldn’t understand how Chris’s aura was comparable to a 5-star aura.

But the single fact that he had defeated Diego led directly to the conclusion that he should not think too much about it.

Chris, as experienced by Fred, was definitely strong. The reason for going all out was enough with just that one fact.

Crack!

He had been driven into a corner.

Fred skillfully created the situation, and Chris, who had been pushed back, could not pick up speed in the limited space.

It was then.

Chris smirked.

From beginning to end, Chris had never lost his composure.

Following Roman Dimitri and going through numerous battlefields, Chris had acquired a composure different from ordinary people.

“Fred, you pass.”

Flash.

The blow that had defeated Diego.

The visual information that something was flying towards him arrived first, and belatedly the sound of rumble struck his ears.

An attack faster than sound.

By the time he recognized that he had to block it.

Thud!

Stagger.

Due to the strong impact that exploded on his weak spot, Fred’s pupils blurred.

He saw the situation in his blurry vision.

Chris had already sheathed his sword, attacking his weak spot with a sword that had lost its lethality.

That was it.

Plop.

It was Fred’s last memory.

How much time had passed?

Fred, who belatedly regained consciousness, looked up at the sky with a blank face.

‘……I lost.’

He wasn’t sure of victory.

Chris was a worthy opponent, but he believed in his own skills, so he believed that the possibility of a reversal was sufficient.

But, the last blow, he didn’t see it.

Chris had not gone all out, and in a fleeting moment, he made the decision to put the sword in its ‘sheath.’

That was proof that Chris was at least two stages above Fred.

Chris, who had faced Diego in the all-out war with the Chronos Empire, had reached an unknown world that ordinary beings could not approach with his victory that day.

A hollow laugh came out.

Dimitri’s flash was this strong, so how strong would Roman Dimitri be?

‘My choice was right. Dimitri is the only being who can stand against the Chronos Empire.’

Becoming one of Dimitri’s people was very important, a matter of life and death for him.

If he failed the test, if Dimitri lost to the Chronos Empire, he and his family, who had followed a key figure like Marquis Memphis, would never be able to survive against the wrath of the Empire.

He struggled to get up.

This test made him think that perhaps Chris and Kevin, skilled individuals like them, might never lose.

It was then.

“Wow!”

“This is crazy!”

Cheers were heard from afar.

The place where Fred was lying was a little away from the stadium, but people were crowding around both places so much that they were watching something, with faces flushed and expressions of disbelief.

And the instinctive exclamations of astonishment proved that there was an incredible sight before them.

He moved his steps.

The moment he pushed through the crowd and confirmed the truth, Fred witnessed an unexpected sight.

Chris and Kevin were accepting challengers.

Kevin’s opponent was Logan of Steel, ranked 19th in Valhalla, but actually evaluated as much stronger than his ranking.

And Chris’s opponent was the problem.

A being who fluttered his silver hair and drove Chris into a corner.

Ranked 3rd in Valhalla and 6th in the continent.

The only one in the top 12 who occupied one of the twelve seats by surpassing the Twelve Swords of the Continent with the realm of 5 stars.

The continent’s greatest swordsmanship genius, Ares.