The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 330

In the land of Luna, where snow fell like feathers and the wind howled through the icy peaks, people loved to argue. One question was always on their minds: Who was faster on the snow? Was it Gyro, the strong Swordsman of the Snowfields, or Cayden, the White Flying Squirrel?

Most people put their money on Cayden. After all, he was known for his incredible speed. But Gyro was a powerful figure on the snow, and his supporters strongly believed he could win.

Finally, there was only one way to know for sure.

They raced.

It was a 10km race, and the result shocked everyone who saw it.

Cayden crossed the finish line with amazing speed while Gyro had barely reached the halfway point.

From that moment on, the White Flying Squirrel’s reputation was made.

At least in Arcadia, where snow fell thick and fast, everyone agreed that no creature could move faster than Cayden, no matter what they were.

Cayden couldn’t believe what was happening.

Cayden was moving very fast. But none of Dimitri’s soldiers were falling behind.

‘…How is this possible?’

It didn’t make sense.

Snow-covered ground should make feet sink. The stronger someone is, the slower they should move.

That was why the Luna Kingdom had taught everyone ‘how to move on snow’ for generations.

They learned how to step on the snow to sink less.

Especially those who used aura had learned how to move quickly while only lightly touching the surface, letting them explode forward.

That wasn’t a skill you could learn in a day or two.

It took hard training to control it so well.

And yet.

Roman Dimitri and his soldiers kept up easily.

He looked at the ground and saw only faint footprints where they had walked.

‘They know exactly how to move on snow. Otherwise, they couldn’t move with such small traces. How is this happening? I don’t think Dimitri was ever taught Arcadia’s methods. Could Dimitri have developed it himself, like Roman Dimitri said?’

It was hard to believe.

Cayden’s method came from Luna’s long history.

It seemed impossible that Dimitri’s land, with its mild weather, could have developed snow techniques as good as Luna’s.

Also.

Roman Dimitri and his soldiers didn’t seem bothered by the bitter cold and blinding snowstorm.

They hadn’t trained to handle the cold.

A normal person would be trying to find a cave to hide from the cold, not moving quickly.

He felt conflicting emotions.

He felt relieved that he had made careful plans, but his pride was also hurt.

But he didn’t try to find out the truth.

‘Maybe….’

Roman Dimitri.

He didn’t even leave footprints.

Watching Dimitri skim across the snow, as if he were skating on ice, Cayden couldn’t help but think that Roman Dimitri might be faster than him.

The reason he wasn’t passing him was simple.

As the guide, he didn’t need to run that fast. He ignored the truth.

If he didn’t need to worry about Roman Dimitri, then he needed to reach Luna Fortress quickly.

He focused on running.

At this rate.

He thought he could reach Luna before the day ended.

He ran for a long time.

When he was close to where he was going, Cayden got a signal from the magic communicator.

Beep.

[Cayden. Enemies in sight. We are now fighting for Luna.]

Then, a sudden beep from his magic communicator stopped him in his tracks.

He felt something strange from the message Sebastian sent.

[The enemies are messing with our magic communication. I don’t know how they found out what we were planning, but they seem to know that things might change if they wait. Tens of thousands of orcs, led by Graxar, have all arrived here. Maybe Luna will fall before you even get there.]

His hands shook.

They were messing with magic communication.

Now he understood the strange situation.

Magic communication should have been easy from the moment he arrived in Arcadia, but he hadn’t gotten a reply to his last message.

Graxar had figured out Luna’s plans.

Knowing that a support force called Roman Dimitri might arrive if he waited, he skipped all the storage sites and went straight to Luna’s fortress, which was different from his first plan.

A chill went down his spine.

Luna was weak.

It was not strong enough to fight tens of thousands of orcs.

And the last contact.

When he saw it, Cayden’s face twisted.

[I’m sorry. Leave this place, so at least you can survive.]

It was certain.

Luna had already fallen to the enemy.

People often misunderstand something.

Orcs.

They say that those with pig-like faces, like livestock raised by humans, are a barbaric and foolish race.

Gyro’s simple plan might have come from this idea.

The orcs did act boldly without thinking of the results, but their leader, Graxar, was more careful than he seemed.

After dealing with Gyro.

He quickly questioned the prisoners.

The soldiers were mentally broken as they were being torn apart alive, so they had to tell the truth they knew.

“Ro, Roman Dimitri! Dimitri has agreed to help us!”

“Dimitri doesn’t have many soldiers. Sir Gyro set a trap to turn things around with Luna’s power alone, knowing they would only send 30 support troops. Please, I beg you. I don’t want you to spare me. Just end it quickly, without pain.”

Graxar understood the situation.

Roman Dimitri.

It was a name he didn’t know.

The Luna Kingdom still got information about the Salamander Continent through Isabel, but Graxar had no idea who Roman Dimitri was.

But he knew one thing. He felt that Roman Dimitri was someone to watch out for from the way the soldiers spoke.

He was clearly not ordinary, and he thought that even with only 30 men, he might change things.

“Ksh, Kalot. Go straight to Luna Fortress.”

“Ksh, understood.”

He changed his plan.

If the enemies were waiting for reinforcements.

It would be enough to defeat the main force in Luna Fortress first.

No matter how strong Roman Dimitri was, he couldn’t win the war if he lost his main force.

And he added details.

He used shamans to mess with magic communication.

Finally, Luna’s walls came into view.

Graxar quickly ordered his soldiers.

“Ksh, follow me.”

“Kraak!”

“Grrrr.”

It was sooner than he thought.

Seeing Graxar and the Orcs run towards them made the soldiers on Luna’s walls very afraid. They rushed to their places and quickly fired arrows.

Hot water poured down on the ladders, stopping the Orcs from climbing. One brave soldier covered a ladder in oil and threw a burning torch.

Fire exploded!

Snow was falling hard and covering the ground, but the fire, fed by the oil, burned the Orcs. Their bodies became burning piles.

*Clang! Rumble!* Graxar let out his power. A red light burst from him and hit the gate hard. But this time, it was not like when he attacked the Seventh Repository.

*Wham!* The gate did not break. No matter how hard he hit it, the gate stayed strong and undamaged.

On the walls, High Priest Sebastian prayed, his hands together. “Bless this gate,” he whispered.

Luna was not a strong kingdom, and they didn’t have many soldiers. But when Queen Isabel was there, they were strong because of God’s blessing.

Sebastian blessed the gate, making it as strong as steel. This blessing also gave energy to all the soldiers.

“Die!”

“God! Give me strength!” the soldiers shouted. They fought with new strength. They pushed their weapons into the weak points of the Orcs climbing the walls. They were stronger than they had ever been before.

This was Luna. This was the power of the Holy Kingdom. It was this strength that had helped them survive as the only human nation in Arcadia. When Isabel’s blessing appeared, even normal soldiers became incredibly strong.

Sebastian’s God-given power was also strong, though not as strong as hers. The blessing surrounded the soldiers.

They fought and fought, but they did not get tired. Even when they were bleeding a lot from the Orc attacks, they shouted to God and fell from the wall with the enemy.

It was a brutal fight. Even with tens of thousands of Orcs attacking, the thousands of Luna soldiers stopped them from getting in.

*If…* If Zyro had been here. Or, if Royal Knight Commander Leo had not gone with Isabel, maybe they could have lasted longer.

Then, Graxar climbed a ladder. As soon as he reached the top of the wall, he cut down the soldiers who ran at him. The soldiers looked terrified as more than ten of them fell, blood spraying everywhere.

He was too strong to be stopped, even with blessings. The deadly feeling coming from Graxar made the Luna soldiers understand the terrible truth.

“Tch, Luna ends today,” Graxar growled. Then he started killing everyone.

*Wham!* He cut the chains holding the gate. The gate fell down, and black Orcs poured in like a wave.

It was finished. High Priest Sebastian closed his eyes and watched.

“…God,” he whispered.

That was. It happened just a day before Kayden arrived in Arcadia.

*Tap, tap.* The sounds of burning wood filled the air. Luna’s fortress was on fire. In the destroyed land, only screams could be heard.

“Kyaa!”

“P, please save me! Just once— Kraaah!”

*Thwack!* A club hit his head. The man who had grabbed the Orc’s leg and begged fell down. His eyes were empty, and his face was in the dirt. Blood ran out.

The Orc, Kalot, frowned. “Tch, annoying fools. We want to keep you alive. So, don’t ask to die.”

The Orcs were already collecting the bodies of those who died in the war to eat. The dead bodies were put in an ice storage place to keep them as food for a long time. But Graxar also wanted to capture living people.

He didn’t feel sorry for the humans. He knew that the war would end with all other races destroyed. So, he planned to keep humans alive like farm animals for the future.

Luna fortress was now just a food storage place. Graxar had gone to attack other groups. About 10,000 Orcs, including Kalot, were left in charge of Luna fortress to take control.

They were moving the dead bodies to the ice storage. The living people were put in a place like a barn.

To trick Dimitri’s army if they came, the Orcs fixed the gate and made the outside look like Luna was still safe. It was a trap. If a soldier whose family was captured tried to help, the stupid humans would be tricked.

“…Luna is finished,” said Smith, one of the prisoners. His face was full of sadness.

Zyro, who had promised to beat the Orcs, was now a prisoner like them. Sebastian had been taken away by Graxar after fighting bravely. No one knew what happened to important people like the Queen and Royal Knight Commander Leo, who had not been heard from for a long time.

Smith thought there was no hope for Luna. He had heard that Kayden had convinced Roman Dimitri to come, but it was too late. Just 30 people, even with Roman Dimitri, could not attack Luna fortress with 10,000 Orcs, let alone fight Graxar.

Smith looked at his bleeding friend on the floor and cried silently. His face showed no feeling.

Just then, an Orc shouted, “Kalot, sir! Humans are here!”

“Tch, Roman Dimitri. So, it’s him!” another Orc said. An Orc watching from the wall had seen them and told everyone.

Kalot smiled cruelly. He grabbed the back of the neck of a soldier he had chosen before and pulled him forward.

“Listen, human,” Kalot said. “You will pretend to be friendly. Make them come as close to the wall as you can, like Luna is still safe. If you do this, I will let you and your family live.”

“Y-yes, I understand,” the soldier stammered.

Kalot moved towards the wall. *Maybe,* he thought, *they used magic to talk to each other and got past our magic blocks.* But it didn’t matter. If the humans were stupid enough to come close, they would attack and kill them all from the wall. Even if they didn’t come close, 30 people could never beat 10,000 Orcs guarding Luna fortress.

Kalot felt excited. He could not hide how much he was looking forward to tasting the humans from the Salamander Continent as he walked to the wall. *From now on,* he thought, *it’s time for us to enjoy being the winners.*