The Heavenly Demon Can't Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 343

Back in Dmitry, Roman Dmitry was soon face-to-face with Sanchez, just as Count Bragan had predicted.

“I’ve heard the rumors, Sanchez. You’ve joined Duke Vieto’s faction and are leading a rebellion.”

“Yes,” Sanchez replied. “It’s thanks to Roman Dmitry’s advice. To stand against the tyranny of the Valhalla Emperor, we needed the help of a powerful figure like Duke Vieto, and he willingly accepted my proposal.”

“So, what brings you here?” Roman asked.

Sanchez smiled. He was the same serious man Roman remembered from the past. He was direct and to the point, just as he had always been.

Back then, Roman Dmitry had been a man of clear boundaries. Even when Valhalla openly threatened him, he hadn’t sought help. Instead, he had advised Sanchez to seek out Duke Vieto.

That had greatly changed Sanchez’s future. Once a disciple of Morales, pursuing only strength, he now understood the importance of politics and had become a key figure in the rebellion, following Vieto.

Therefore, meeting Roman Dmitry was crucial. Even with their past connection, he wasn’t one to offer favors without expecting something in return.

Sanchez spoke, “Let me briefly explain the situation in Valhalla. Currently, the Valhalla Empire is divided between the forces of the Valhalla Emperor and the rebel forces following Duke Vieto. Our rebel forces seek to restore Valhalla’s foundation. As you know, Valhalla was originally a nation of warriors purely competing in strength, and we have been able to gain the support of the people by criticizing the Valhalla Emperor’s actions that have tarnished that meaning. The problem is that we cannot defeat the Valhalla Emperor with that alone.”

The rebel forces had spread far and wide, raising their voices. They looked at the cheering people and were certain of victory, but the reality before their eyes was despairing.

The Emperor’s soldiers stormed in, crashing through the city, their boots pounding on the stones. They slaughtered all those who joined the rebellion, and the people who had just been shouting about Valhalla’s foundation fell to the ground with fear-filled faces. The cheers died in their throats as fear choked them. Their faces, moments ago bright with passion, were now pale and wet with tears.

There was no way to stop it. Everyone knew that the rebel forces’ cause was noble, but the reason they had remained silent until now was the overwhelming force of the Imperial Family.

They were called rebel forces, but until now, they had been being defeated easily by the Emperor’s power.

“Currently, we have no chance of winning,” Sanchez continued. “Valhalla’s top rankers have been following the Emperor since he was not even considered a successor, and the Valhalla military shows blind loyalty to the Emperor. To be blunt, we need Dmitry’s help. The rebel forces alone can never defeat the Emperor, so we desperately need a solution to bridge that gap.”

The powerful figures of Valhalla were paying attention to Roman Dmitry. Roman Dmitry was not from Valhalla, but even so, people in Valhalla knew and respected him greatly. His actions had made a big impact.

“The people of Valhalla call Roman Dmitry a true warrior,” Sanchez said. “Knowing that Chronos and Valhalla, the two great powers of the continent, were after his life, he still participated in the Valhalla festival. The fact that he defeated Barbosa in an instant and returned to Dmitry is still being talked about. Roman Dmitry joining the rebel forces is not just an increase in military strength, but I am confident that the message it sends will have a tremendous effect. If you help us defeat the Valhalla Emperor, Valhalla will spare no effort in providing full support as Dmitry’s ally.”

It was killing two birds with one stone. Not only would they secure what it represents, but they would also gain Roman Dmitry, a powerful being who could slaughter Valhalla’s top rankers.

They had to make it happen no matter what. Sanchez’s voice trembled slightly as he spoke each word. He leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Roman, hoping, pleading for a different answer.

However, Roman replied without a moment’s hesitation, “If it’s a proposal to directly participate in the rebellion in Valhalla, I cannot accept it.”

Roman Dmitry looked at the bewildered Sanchez and said firmly, “To be precise, it means that I cannot be Valhalla’s solution.”

It was a perplexing answer. It wasn’t that he was certain he would help, but he didn’t expect him to refuse so decisively.

Think about it. The Valhalla Emperor had a bad relationship with Roman Dmitry. He had invited Roman Dmitry to the Valhalla festival with the intention of killing him, and when Barbosa was defeated, he stood by and watched the Chronos Empire attack.

The relationship was settled at that moment. Roman Dmitry, who had proven how he treats hostile forces through his past actions, would certainly not miss the opportunity to take revenge on the Valhalla Emperor.

Moreover, Valhalla had recently shown signs of colluding with Chronos. It was a simple matter. Since Chronos had a hostile relationship with Dmitry, it was necessary to eliminate the Valhalla Emperor, who might ally with Chronos.

Alliance with the rebel forces was entirely beneficial to Roman Dmitry. If he could secure Valhalla, a potential threat, as an ally, there could be no more ideal outcome.

The questionable point was Roman Dmitry’s nuance. Rather than a complete rejection, it left room for questioning.

Sanchez asked, “May I ask what you mean by that?”

Roman explained, “It’s as you just heard. If I, a person from Dmitry, lead your rebellion, the people of Valhalla will not accept it. They want to solve their own problems. They will see me as an outsider interfering, not a savior. I ask you, if the rebel forces lose even the support of the people, do you think you have a chance of winning?”

“…No, we don’t,” Sanchez admitted.

“That’s right. Therefore, ousting the Emperor from his position must be done solely by the power of Valhalla.”

It was a complicated situation. What the people of Valhalla wanted was not simply a change of power, but to find the foundation of Valhalla.

But if an outsider were to lead that process, there could be nothing more ridiculous. For the rebel forces, who were overwhelmingly behind in terms of military strength, if they lost even the support of the people, there was virtually no chance of winning.

Sanchez was in a dilemma. He had to somehow get Roman Dmitry’s help to bridge the gap in strength, but after being pointed out the realistic problems, the future looked bleak.

The water had been spilled. If he retreated here, the Valhalla Emperor would surely execute all those who had joined the rebel forces, without leaving a single one alive.

Suddenly, the word ‘directly’ came to mind. The meaning of not being able to help directly meant that he could help indirectly, didn’t it?

It was then that Roman Dmitry said, “But it is possible to help indirectly. As a problem solely between Dmitry and Valhalla, unrelated to you. Not by lifting you up, but by cutting down the opponent. To make this deal happen, I must also receive a corresponding price. The condition I want is simple.”

“…What is it?” Sanchez asked, hope flickering in his eyes.

Roman smiled. From the moment he met Sanchez, Roman Dmitry had decided on the answer, one that the other party would have no choice but to accept.

“A temporary alliance valid until Chronos is defeated. I don’t want Valhalla to become an obstacle in my future.”

The meaning of the same words differed depending on the nuance.

Sanchez and Roman Dmitry both proposed the same thing. Both said to oust the Valhalla Emperor and form an alliance between Dmitry and Valhalla, but if what Sanchez wanted was coexistence, Roman Dmitry demanded a temporary understanding—one that could be turned away from at any time once their respective goals were achieved.

Sanchez thought for a long time.

He knew making an alliance with Dimitri was risky. They could easily become enemies later. But Sanchez saw no other way out. He had no choice.

“I will accept Dimitri’s proposal.”

With those words, Sanchez made his decision.

Sanchez left the room, feeling heavy.

So, they agreed to follow Roman Dimitri’s plan. For now, the rebels and Dimitri would work together.

Dimitri was now alone in his room.

Roman Dimitri took a sip of his tea, thinking about what would happen next. He thought about the future.

Dimitri thought to himself, “Alexandr would want me to join the civil war, wouldn’t he?”

He remembered the scene he had seen using the World Tree, a magical object that showed him visions.

Alexandr was leading the civil war in Valhalla. Dimitri knew Alexandr would want him to join the fight too.

This situation was perfect for Chronos. It was exactly what Chronos wanted.

If Dimitri joined the civil war, the Valhalla Emperor and the rebels would fight and become weaker. Dimitri would also be weakened in this fight.

He didn’t hesitate.

He could have stayed back and saved his power. But that was not what he wanted to do.

‘I will not run.’

Doing nothing.

Keeping a safe distance would not solve the problem.

If the Valhalla Emperor stopped the rebellion, then something very bad could happen. Chronos and Valhalla might join together.

Roman Dimitri did not want to depend on luck.

From the beginning, he planned to lead the civil war in Valhalla. He would get the result he wanted, even if it meant losing something important.

For that reason.

He proposed a temporary alliance to Sanchez.

Dimitri had also agreed to alliances with other kingdoms.

Luna, Cairo, and Hector had agreed to become Dimitri’s vassal states. This meant they would be ruled by Dimitri. But other countries saw their agreement with Dimitri as just an alliance, a partnership between equals.

But Dimitri did not make it clear to these other countries what he expected from them.

Some countries were used to being ruled by powerful leaders. They would easily accept Dimitri as their ruler. But the Valhalla Empire was different. They had their own ideas about how things should be.

They were predators.

Even if Chronos was defeated, Valhalla would still be a strong empire, almost as strong as Dimitri. They would not agree to be ruled by Dimitri.

So, Dimitri made his position clear. He told everyone it was only a temporary alliance.

He would join the rebel forces to weaken Valhalla and get ready to fight Chronos. But Dimitri also made it clear he wanted more than just that.

That is why Sanchez was surprised.

Sanchez was speechless for a moment. Dimitri’s ambition was huge! But Sanchez knew he had to accept Dimitri’s offer. He had no choice.

He took control of the situation.

Chronos was trying to start a war.

Valhalla was asking for help.

Everyone wanted Dimitri to join their side. But in the end, everything happened the way Roman Dimitri wanted.

Clunk.

He set down his teacup.

“Hans.”

“Yes, you called?”

Dimitri knew he had a lot of work to do now.

* * *

That evening.

Count Bragan walked back and forth in the guest room. He bit his fingernails.

“…Is he saying he won’t even meet me?”

After Sanchez left.

He immediately requested a meeting.

Bragan thought Dimitri would see him right away. But the servant who was helping Roman Dimitri said clearly that it was not possible.

The servant said, “The young master is busy with his own things right now. Please wait in the guest room. We will tell you when he can see you.”

As he waited, the day grew dark.

Bragan became more and more annoyed.

Bragan knew Dimitri did not like the Valhalla Emperor. But still, making a Valhalla guest wait like this was rude.

If Chronos and Valhalla were to join hands.

No matter how strong Roman Dimitri was, there was no way he could handle two empires.

Bragan thought that even if Dimitri was angry, as a leader, he should not act based on his feelings. He should think about what is best for his country.

He held back for now.

Pressuring him might ruin things.

Count Bragan tried to control his anger and kept waiting for Roman Dimitri to call him.

One day.

Two days.

On the third day, as the sun rose, Count Bragan exploded.

“That damned Dimitri. How long does he expect me to wait? Billy!”

“Yes.”

Billy was his escort knight.

When Billy came in, Bragan spoke angrily.

“I don’t care if I can’t see him now. Do whatever you have to do to get me a meeting time. We are important people. We should not be treated like this. If you show Dimitri that, he will have to meet me.”

“Understood.”

Bragan thought, “Negotiations are not about just giving in.”

At this rate.

Bragan thought, “If I just wait here, when we finally meet to talk, I will be in a weak position. I need to show Dimitri who I am.”

The representative of Valhalla.

Not a position to be ignored.

Having the Valhalla Emperor behind him was worth that much.

Plop.

He sat on the sofa.

From now on, it was a time of waiting.

Bragan now thought things would get better. He smelled the tea and his face softened a little.

But 30 minutes later.