The Heavenly Demon Can't Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 322

In the days after Roman Dmitry returned to Dmitry with the rescued prisoners, the city buzzed with whispers about his bravery.

The very next morning, Chris, one of Roman Dmitry’s trusted men, entered his office. Chris’s face was long and drawn, like he had tasted something sour.

“Lord Dmitry,” Chris began, his voice heavy, “We started treating the injured as soon as they arrived. But… their condition is serious. Carol, especially, suffered terribly from the torture. The healers say even if she recovers fully, she will almost certainly be disabled.”

Disabled.

It was a heartbreaking word.

They used expensive potions and did their best to heal her, but the torture had damaged her nerves, leaving her with a limp in her right leg.

This meant Carol could no longer be a soldier.

Even healthy soldiers could die in battle. Carol, with her limp, could no longer continue her life as a soldier.

Roman Dmitry said.

“Understood. Ask those who, like Carol, are suffering from injuries if they want to be non-combat personnel and join the Third Division. If they want to live as ordinary citizens, give them an honorable discharge and compensate them properly.”

“I will do as you say.”

The war with Chronos had brought much death, and Dmitry created a clear system for handling casualties.

The Third Division was at the heart of this system.

The First Division was Dmitry’s main fighting force, and the Second Division was Roman Dmitry’s personal guard. The Third Division was for soldiers who could no longer fight.

Cases like Carol’s were sure to happen during the war.

Those who lost limbs could no longer be soldiers, so Roman Dmitry gave them a new role.

That was the Third Division.

They would not fight in battles. Instead, they would do non-combat jobs for the Dmitry army.

These jobs were diverse.

Starting with simple tasks like serving food and managing supplies, they were given jobs they could handle despite their physical limits, such as managing information and communications.

It was a thoughtful arrangement.

Soldiers who became disabled would lose their livelihoods, so Roman Dmitry created the Third Division as a solution.

It was a win-win.

The soldiers found a way to live, and Roman Dmitry kept the army’s morale high by using non-combat resources efficiently.

It was a system that truly secured the future.

As Chris left the office, he felt proud to serve someone like Roman Dmitry.

At least, he wouldn’t feel so ashamed when he met Carol again.

Carol lowered his head.

Tears welled up, and he couldn’t lift his head.

“The choice is yours. If you want to transfer to the Third Division, I will arrange it in a few days.”

It was Chris.

Hearing Chris’s words, Carol remembered the day he returned to Dmitry.

“Honey!”

“Son!”

His family ran out, their faces filled with tears. He never thought he would see them again.

Carol embraced them all tightly.

The pain from the torture made it hard to move, but the joy of reuniting with his family made the pain disappear.

He asked about their lives.

Carol was surprised by what he heard.

“We held your funeral, and Roman Dmitry compensated the family. He also gave new jobs to those who lost their husbands. Honey, I am so happy. No amount of money could replace you, and I would give back all the compensation if only you were here.”

There were many cases like Henderson’s.

Wives who lost their husbands were helped by Dmitry, and they cried tears of joy when their husbands, who they thought were dead, returned.

Carol couldn’t hold back his tears either.

He was deeply moved that Roman Dmitry not only fought to save Dmitry’s prisoners but also took care of their families.

He was grateful.

He was proud to have sworn allegiance to Dmitry.

He looked at Chris.

In response to the question about his future, Carol said with determination.

“Yes, I will transfer. If there is anything I can do for my lord, I will do it. If evil threatens Dmitry, even if I can’t fight with a sword because of my limp, I will wrap a magic bomb around myself and jump into the enemy ranks for the glory of Dmitry!”

“There’s no need to go that far…”

“I will do it! I will definitely do it! Please accept me!”

He was passionate.

Chris was a bit embarrassed by his eagerness.

He chuckled.

He didn’t feel bad.

In this way, Dmitry was building its foundation like a strong fortress that no enemy would dare attack.

A month ago, at the Cairo Royal Academy’s B class, the promotion exam to A class was held.

The flag fluttered.

Signaling the start of the sparring match, Hugo, the top student in Class B, rushed toward his opponent.

Wham—!

Rumble!

He was fast.

He closed the distance instantly, his aura exploding, and blocked his opponent’s space, drawing admiration from the onlookers.

The problem was his opponent’s skill.

The top students in each class spar to determine promotions, and those who saw the match list could only sigh.

It was a pity.

Hugo was talented, but his opponent was Loren Dmitry, a promising candidate for promotion.

Whoosh.

He avoided the attack.

He deflected the attack with a light movement and instantly saw Hugo’s weakness.

Whack!

The attack landed instantly.

Hugo was knocked back.

He quickly recovered his sword, looking flustered, and saw Loren Dmitry coming at him.

From then on, they exchanged blows so quickly that he couldn’t remember what was happening.

Loren Dmitry attacked relentlessly, not giving him a chance to breathe, and Hugo’s forehead was soaked with sweat just 30 seconds into the match.

“Tch.”

He bit his lip.

He couldn’t lose.

Losing the sparring match meant staying in Class B, so Hugo pushed back his opponent and created some distance.

Then, he thought, ‘I’ll end it with one blow.’

콰릉.

Rumble!

The family’s secret technique.

He released his inner power.

Timing his attack with Lauren Dimitri’s charge, he swung a sword made of bright energy at his opponent.

It hit!

The moment he was certain of victory, everything changed.

Hugo stumbled.

Plop!

Hugo collapsed.

Before he understood what happened, Lauren Dimitri found his weak point and struck his neck with a sharp chop to the neck.

It was a swift and precise attack.

Against an opponent who showed such a strong desire for victory that he released his inner power, Lauren Dimitri secured a decisive win easily, without even using all his strength.

“…Amazing,” Professor Elara whispered.

“The Dimitri family’s skill is truly something else,” added Professor Chen.

The professor and students marveled.

Lauren Dimitri.

In the past, his timid nature cast doubt on his potential as a swordsman, but now he had made such remarkable progress that it was hard to believe he was the same person.

Therefore, the professors had recently been saying similar words.

Following Rodwell Dimitri, Lauren Dimitri would be the Cairo Royal Academy’s greatest talent.

“Lauren Dimitri wins! Congratulations on your promotion,” the announcer called out loudly.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, he secured his promotion to Class A.

Even after finishing the exam for promotion, Lauren Dimitri stayed for extra training.

Lauren Dimitri, who had undergone additional training, sat on the locker room bench with a towel over his sweat-soaked hair.

Plop!

“Lauren, did you train so hard that you look like that even after the exam?!” His classmate, Thomas, stared at him, surprised.

He nodded slightly, finding it hard to speak.

His classmate said with a look of dismay, “You’re amazing, truly amazing. Why do you train so hard? There’s no one in Class B who can match you, and even the seniors in Class A respect you. I guarantee it. You’ll be promoted to Class S within half a year. The promotion system is the only reason you’re still in this stage; you’ve already surpassed the academy’s level.”

“Is that so,” Lauren said with a small smile.

It was a pleasant thing to hear, but Lauren Dimitri had no intention of being too happy about it.

“Even so, compared to my brothers, I am nothing.”

In the meantime, Lauren Dimitri had grown quite a bit.

His youthful face had largely disappeared, and since he began to show a more masculine appearance, he had been the center of attention for the female students of the Cairo Royal Academy.

However, what was important to him was not relationships with the opposite sex.

When the Dimitri family was caught in a difficult time, Lauren Dimitri felt completely useless.

‘…My brothers are risking their lives to fight, but I haven’t done anything for the family.’

Rodwell Dimitri had lost his eyes.

Dimitri was attacked by Chronos.

He had said that he would also participate in the situation that was becoming a bigger war, but his father did not want his sacrifice.

He was told to trust his brothers.

In the end, he remained at the academy.

Fortunately, the war ended in victory, but the fact that he had done nothing as a man of the Dimitri family was bound to be bitter.

Even if he was young, he was a swordsman.

When he heard that people like Henderson had sacrificed themselves for Dimitri, Lauren Dimitri couldn’t bring himself to laugh and joke with his classmates.

In the winds of time, Lauren Dimitri underwent a change.

He admitted that he was far inferior to his brothers, but he had no intention of settling for reality and not improving.

Grip.

‘Roman said that I can do it too.’

He changed his mind.

It was different from before.

Dimitri.

As someone from the Dimitri family that was becoming a strong and important family in this land, Lauren Dimitri was growing into a man worthy of his family name.

A few days before the promotion ceremony, Count Samir arrived in Cairo first.

At a meeting to discuss Lauren Dimitri’s gift, a nobleman who frequently traveled to and from Cairo said this.

“There is a highly respected professor at the Cairo Royal Academy who not only maintains good relationships with the students but is also particularly close to ‘Lauren Dimitri.’ I hear that everyone else meets with that professor to ask what kind of gift would be good, so instead of racking our brains like this, why don’t we ask for his opinion?”

It was a good idea.

The problem was that there were only a few days left.

Count Samir immediately boarded the teleport gate.

The other party was such a famous figure in Cairo that he usually couldn’t be met right away, but thanks to the King of Franck’s direct request, he was able to secure an appointment.

As soon as he arrived in Cairo, he headed to the Cairo Royal Academy.

He couldn’t delay any longer.

He needed to find out about a gift that would capture Lauren Dimitri’s heart as quickly as possible so that he could prepare it within a few days and present it at the promotion ceremony.

In front of the professor’s office, he arrived a little early.

Since it wasn’t yet the appointed time, he sat on a chair placed to one side and checked the gift he had prepared in advance.

‘I hope he likes it.’

It was French wine.

Since there was a rumor that the other party particularly liked wine, he had specially prepared an expensive bottle from a special year.

There was plenty of time.

Count Samir decided to pass the time by reading the best-selling book that the professor was known to have written.

[…It was a dark night. In a very dark place where you couldn’t see anything, even someone right in front of you, the men held their breath and carefully watched their surroundings. I still cannot forget that moment. I clenched my teeth and tried to hide how scared I was, fearing that the sound of my heart, which felt like it would burst at any moment, might be heard by the enemy.]

That was the content of the book.

The people of the Cairo Kingdom showed an enthusiastic response to the content describing the situation at the time.

It was certainly interesting.

He had initially purchased this book out of curiosity, but he bought all the related series because the story was so exciting and interesting.

So, this meeting was particularly anticipated.

Even if it wasn’t for Lauren Dimitri, Count Samir could personally say that he was a fan of the professor.

Creak.

“You may come inside,” the secretary said politely.

He stood up.

As he stepped inside, the man he had so longed to meet greeted Count Samir with a bright face.

The author of the most popular book recently.

He was there that day, the author of ‘How the Legend Was Born’.