The Heavenly Demon Can't Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 328

In the icy lands of the Luna Kingdom, three swordsmen were the pride of their people.

First, there was Leo, the respected Royal Knights Commander.

Then, Gyro, known throughout the snowy plains as the Swordsman of the Snowfield.

And finally, Cayden, nicknamed the White Flying Squirrel. Cayden knew he wasn’t as naturally gifted as Leo or Gyro, but he was still a skilled swordsman, respected across Luna.

As a four-star aura swordsman, Cayden’s swordsmanship involved moving swiftly across the snow, driving enemies into a corner. This earned him the title of a skilled warrior, at least within Arcadia.

However, as the day of departure arrived, a strange unease grew in Cayden.

Twenty-nine soldiers appeared, ready to depart for the Luna Kingdom, and their presence stirred something within Cayden.

Cayden watched the twenty-nine soldiers. Their faces were serious, and their bodies looked ready for anything. ‘They all look so strong,’ Cayden thought, surprised.

Cayden had lived in Arcadia his entire life.

He had crossed the endless mountain range for the Luna Kingdom, but he didn’t truly know much about Dimitri.

He knew Chris and Kevin.

They had shown tremendous prowess in the war against the Chronos Empire, but aside from them, there wasn’t a single person who seemed easy to deal with.

Fred, a common soldier, looked like a challenge. Logan’s strong body and sharp eyes made Cayden doubt himself again. Then he saw Ares. A shiver went down Cayden’s back. ‘Dimitri has someone this strong,’ he thought, swallowing hard.

He realized he had already counted five people, not even including Roman Dimitri, that he might not be able to beat.

And that wasn’t all. The other soldiers didn’t seem like ordinary soldiers either.

Frankly, these were people who could have easily been members of the Royal Knights if they were from the Luna Kingdom, yet they stood before Cayden as common soldiers.

It was shocking.

With this level of skill, he was certain that even thirty of them would be a great help.

Above all, when Roman Dimitri appeared, Cayden felt an intense sensation he couldn’t describe.

Thud- thud-

The soldiers lined up.

Even Ares, whom he had thought was overwhelming, and Kevin, who people said was like Dimitri’s shadow, stood at attention upon Roman Dimitri’s arrival.

The soldiers’ presence was overshadowed by Roman Dimitri.

Facing the intense presence emanating from Roman Dimitri, Cayden understood why Isabel had told him to seek him out.

Perhaps asking Dimitri for help might be the choice that saves the Luna Kingdom, he thought.

“I will guide the way.”

Cayden showed his respect.

Without being told, Cayden felt he had to.

Meanwhile, back in the Luna Kingdom, the situation was dire.

A week ago, Sebastian, Isabel’s representative and Luna’s high priest, conveyed the situation as reported by Cayden.

“Dimitri has decided to send 30 people, including Roman Dimitri, to help the Luna Kingdom.”

“…Only 30 people?”

“Yes. But Dimitri is also taking a risk. Dimitri has fought consecutive wars, and recently, there have been signs of civil war in the Valhalla Empire. In a situation where they might not have helped us at all, Roman Dimitri decided to move personally, provided we accept some conditions. Dimitri will arrive in two weeks. Until then, focus on defending as much as possible.”

A wave of sighs filled the room.

On the day Cayden left, the people of the Luna Kingdom prayed fervently.

If the gods had not abandoned Luna, they hoped Roman Dimitri would appear like a hero and save the Luna Kingdom.

But only 30 people? It was impossible not to be disappointed.

Sebastian emphasized that it was a great thing that Roman Dimitri himself was moving, but those who received the news couldn’t think that way.

Recently, terrible news was coming from all over.

Led by Graksar, tens of thousands of orcs were massacring the various races of Arcadia, and the air was thick with the smell of death, and rumors spoke of villages found empty, save for gnawed bones.

It wasn’t just a matter of death.

In a situation where they could be raised like livestock if they were defeated by the orcs, the Luna Kingdom hoped Cayden would bring good news.

Because expectations were high, the despair was bound to be great.

In fact, the people of the Luna Kingdom knew that it was excessive to hope for help from Roman Dimitri, with whom they had no interaction.

But they couldn’t judge rationally in a situation where they were driven to the edge of a cliff.

They understood that Dimitri couldn’t bear the risk, but 30 people didn’t soothe their desperate hearts.

“High Priest,” Gyro, the Swordsman of the Snowfield, said, “Thirty people cannot change the tide against tens of thousands of orcs. If we can’t just wait for Roman Dimitri to save us, the Luna Kingdom must make a decision and respond.”

Gyro looked at the leaders with sharp eyes and spoke in a steady voice.

“Queen Isabel says Roman Dimitri is a great swordsman. I believe it, but we can’t just wait for him to save us. Luna is a country with a long history. Although Luna has not had many wars in the Land of Harmony, as the only human country in Arcadia, we have always protected Luna’s territory and lived here.”

“But Gyro, this is a realistic problem. There is no way to defeat tens of thousands of orcs with Luna’s power alone,” Sebastian said with a worried reaction.

The Luna Kingdom was, in fact, a rather small country compared to the Salamander Continent.

The birth rate was not high due to the bitter cold, and Luna had fewer people than the Cairo Kingdom.

Moreover, war was uncommon in Luna’s history.

Naturally, there were fewer people who had received military training, and the probability of defeating orcs, who were born with the blood of warriors, was slim.

However, Gyro’s thoughts were different.

“I admit it. Luna’s forces can never defeat Graksar’s orc army. I am not saying that we should end the war with Luna’s power alone. Roman Dimitri will arrive in two weeks. Rather than watching idly until then and having Luna’s storehouses taken away one by one, I think it is necessary to create a perfect setup to annihilate the enemy when Roman Dimitri arrives. I will stand at the forefront. If we take the lead in the situation with Luna’s power, we can defeat the forces of evil.”

“That’s right!”

“Let’s defeat the orcs with Luna’s power!”

People agreed.

With the intense desire Gyro showed, they thought they couldn’t just watch.

Beyond the walls, people were dying.

Anger had already reached its limit, and if they couldn’t trust Roman Dimitri, a special measure was needed.

Sebastian sighed, the weight of the urgent situation pressing down on him. Even as the High Priest’s representative, he felt the tension in the room like a physical force. Panic was rising, fueled by the news of the Orc attacks. He had to take control, and quickly.

“Alright,” Sebastian said, his voice firm despite the knot of worry in his stomach. “Gyro, tell us your plan. How do we deal with these Orcs?”

Gyro unfolded the map.

Gyro pointed to the seventh granary that had fallen to the Orcs.

“Currently, the Orcs of Graksar are here. Judging from their pattern so far, they’re likely to leave for their next target in a few days. So, where do you think that next target will be?”

“Probably the sixth granary.”

Granary. These lands were considered sacred, blessed by Isabel, their goddess of agriculture.

In total, the Luna Kingdom possessed eight granaries.

The Orcs of Graksar had already captured two of them, and now they were likely to target the other granaries.

Gyro shook his head.

“No. Graksar will undoubtedly attack those who lie in the path of his movements first. What Graksar desires is the food supply of all non-Orc races. Therefore, they will inevitably have to set foot in the territory of the Snowmen.”

Snowmen, the giant, fur-covered warriors of the north.

With their massive height of over 3 meters, fur-covered appearance, and immense strength, they were a race that excelled in combat, even compared to the Orcs.

However, their numbers were quite small.

With only a few hundred Snowmen at best, they would be annihilated without much resistance the moment they were attacked by the Orcs.

Gyro pointed to a spot.

There was a limited space on the path leading to the Snowmen’s territory, due to cliffs on both sides.

“Right here. The Orcs will pass through this place. Since we haven’t launched a preemptive strike before, Graksar is likely to move his forces carelessly. If we contact the Snowmen in advance and have them lie in ambush here, we can certainly inflict significant damage. The Snowmen can block the narrow space, and we can wait above and trigger an avalanche. The Orcs will have no way to escape the avalanche. Of course, this doesn’t mean we can completely eliminate the Orcs, but it will definitely yield more meaningful results than spending two weeks doing nothing.”

Everyone nodded.

Gyro, a swordsman who knew the snowy plains like the back of his hand, spoke with confidence.

In the end, after much deliberation, Sebastian followed the majority.

“Alright. But remember this. If the operation fails, don’t look back and run. If we lose a significant number of troops in this operation, we won’t be able to turn the situation around, even with Roman Dmitry’s help.”

“I understand.”

Gyro rose from his seat. The men followed him. Sebastian watched with worried eyes. Today, he missed Isabel’s presence more than ever.

It went according to plan.

Gyro, watching the situation from the top of the cliff, spotted the Orcs marching in the distance.

‘Graksar. This will be your grave.’

A few years ago, Gyro had met Graksar.

It was a gathering where representatives of each race fought, and Gyro had respected Graksar’s skill in battle.

In a peaceful world, beings who pursued martial arts like himself were not common.

That’s why he had a good opinion of Graksar, but this war had completely changed his mind.

It was disgusting.

Graksar laughed and joked with the other races, while thinking of them as beings he could turn into ‘food’ at any time.

The goal of this operation was not just to inflict damage.

After causing an avalanche to throw the Orcs into chaos, he planned to eliminate Graksar himself if possible.

If he succeeded, he could ignite the spark for a turnaround.

Currently, the Orcs were not a very powerful force without the central figure of Graksar.

Finally, the Orcs arrived.

As they entered the passage inside the cliff, the Snowmen, who had been buried in the snow as if waiting, rose to their feet.

“Kraaah!”

“Growl, enemies!”

“Growl, the Snowmen have appeared.”

Crack!

A Snowman swung his massive hand.

The Snowman’s massive hand whistled through the air, and with a sickening crack, the Orc’s body exploded in a spray of blood and bone. Then the Snowman unleashed a roar filled with murderous intent.

It was the moment the battle began.

The Snowmen, whose entire bodies were weapons, swung their arms and tore apart the Orcs’ bodies, and the Orcs rushed in all at once, stepping on their comrades’ corpses and leaping up to plunge their weapons into the Snowmen’s bodies.

Thud. Blood splattered.

The Snowmen screamed in pain, but their red, bloodshot eyes targeted the Orcs clinging to their bodies rather than their wounds.

Crack!

The torn bodies and the blood on the snow created a gruesome sight.

Gyro, disguised in white clothes, calmly waited for the right moment as the snow that had piled up in an instant was stained with blood.

It wasn’t enough yet.

The Snowmen could survive the avalanche with their unique abilities, but the Orcs would be buried and lose their lives in the snow.

So, he had to bide his time sufficiently to allow the enemies to enter deeper, so that a large number could be swept away by the avalanche.

However, Gyro’s expression gradually hardened as he assessed the situation.

Something was wrong.

Graksar was always at the forefront of the enemies, but no matter how much he looked, his presence was nowhere to be seen.

‘Could it be.’