The Heavenly Demon Can't Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 499

Jang Yun-tae was very happy he joined Hundred Days. It was the best group in South Korea. Their leader was like a hero. For Jang Yun-tae, it was perfect. He got everything he wanted in Hundred Days, and he became a much better hunter since joining.

Jang Yun-tae had a big dream. He wanted to be important in Hundred Days and become a famous hunter in South Korea, like the White-Clothed Magician. He was working towards this slowly and carefully. That was how he was improving.

Now, people trusted him enough to let him come to important meetings. He even hoped they might choose him to be their main helper. But now, everything was different.

“Ugh, ughh,” Jang Yun-tae groaned.

He was on the ground, face down. His hands were tied behind his back, and his head was pushed into the dirt. He had been like this for more than ten minutes, and sweat was running down his face.

Usually, someone like Jang Yun-tae, a B-grade hunter, would not be treated this way. But he was too scared to fight back against the cold voice yelling at him.

“Hey, are you crazy?” It was a voice he knew well. But it sounded completely different. Park Min-woo, who was always kind and serious as the White-Clothed Magician, was now showing his true, rough side, like a bully.

“What did I tell you to do?” Park Min-woo shouted. “I said make friends with Roman Dmitry! Who told you to mess up the talks like that? Ha! I can’t believe it. I thought you were smart in Hundred Days. Don’t you understand why I wanted you to be nice to him? Because of you, you did something stupid! Hey, you idiot! Stand up straight!”

“I’m sorry!” Jang Yun-tae was shaking, but he quickly stood up as straight as he could.

Seeing Jang Yun-tae like that made Park Min-woo even angrier. When he first got the message that the talks failed, he felt something terrible, like he couldn’t even explain it. ‘I should have gone myself,’ he thought. But even now, thinking about it, it was hard. He had met Roman Dmitry before, and just thinking about seeing him again made his heart race with fear.

Park Min-woo didn’t care if Jang Yun-tae saw his real personality. He was already starting to show it to some people, like Jo Dal-soo. If he had to deal with Roman Dmitry again, he needed someone who knew the truth about him. Jang Yun-tae was useful for this. He saw how Jang Yun-tae just bowed his head and did what he was told when Park Min-woo got angry. He thought Jang Yun-tae could handle knowing the secret of the White-Clothed Magician. But still, this was different. Park Min-woo felt sick thinking about how Jang Yun-tae had ruined everything.

“Get up,” Park Min-woo said. Jang Yun-tae didn’t move. “I said get up, you idiot!” Park Min-woo yelled again.

“Yes, yes!” Jang Yun-tae quickly jumped up. His face was covered in sweat. He was completely confused. He didn’t understand what was happening. It was all so strange to him. Even knowing that Park Min-woo was showing his true self, he couldn’t understand why the White-Clothed Magician was so worried about Roman Dmitry.

Park Min-woo said, his voice serious. “Listen to me. You don’t know, and nobody in this world knows, how scary Roman Dmitry is. The people in charge of the government? They are all fools. If they started a war, South Korea could have been destroyed. I stopped that from happening once. Now, you go back and fix the mess you made. Beg them, do anything. Make things right again. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand!” Jang Yun-tae said quickly.

“Remember this,” Park Min-woo said. “To stay alive in this dangerous world, you must stay close to Roman Dmitry.” Jang Yun-tae still didn’t really understand why. But he knew what he had to do to survive right now.

“I will remember that! And I will fix everything and come back!”

*Vibrate. Vibrate, vibrate.* Kim Jun-hyuk’s phone kept buzzing. He looked at the screen. It was a number he knew, sending message after message.

[It’s Jang Yun-tae from Hundred Days. Can we meet again?]

[I’m waiting outside the government building. They won’t let me in without your Mayor’s permission.]

[I’m really sorry. I didn’t explain Hundred Days’ plan well. I messed up. Please give me another chance. I want to fix things with Incheon.]

[I think the government started this problem. People like Moon Tae-joon and Jo Dal-soo are known to be bad guys, right? Hundred Days wants to help Incheon because we believe in doing what’s right. We don’t want bad people to hurt you. This is real. Just meet me once, and I’ll show you how serious Hundred Days is.]

It was crazy. Hundred Days was the best group in South Korea. They didn’t need to beg anyone in South Korea. But Jang Yun-tae was acting like he was begging for forgiveness. Kim Jun-hyuk didn’t get it. He knew Roman Dmitry was strong, but he didn’t know about Roman Dmitry’s past like Park Min-woo did. Roman Dmitry had taken over a whole world and even defeated demons. If Kim Jun-hyuk knew that Roman Dmitry had built a powerful kingdom from nothing in a place called Dmitry, he would understand why Jang Yun-tae was so desperate.

Being friends with Hundred Days would be good. But it wasn’t Kim Jun-hyuk’s choice. He thought Roman Dmitry had a reason for sending Jang Yun-tae away. So, he just told Roman Dmitry what happened.

“…They contacted me like this,” Kim Jun-hyuk said. “What should we do?”

“What do you think?” Roman Dmitry asked. “Do you think Hundred Days is acting normal?” Kim Jun-hyuk thought for a moment. Then he said, “I don’t know why Hundred Days is acting like this either. People say the White-Clothed Magician is a good person who does what’s right. But it’s clear they really need to be friends with us for some reason.”

“Yes, that’s why I didn’t say yes to them,” Roman Dmitry said. “And we are strong enough on our own.”

“Then I’ll deal with Hundred Days myself,” Kim Jun-hyuk said.

“Okay,” Roman Dmitry replied. If people heard this conversation, they would be shocked. Big countries like the United States really wanted to work with Hundred Days. But these two were talking about Hundred Days like they were nothing special.

Kim Jun-hyuk went outside. He took out his phone and blocked Jang Yun-tae’s number as spam. *[Please, just one more time…]* Jang Yun-tae’s sad last message went straight to the trash, unread.

Jang Yun-tae bowed his head low, like a bad criminal. “…I am so sorry,” he said. “I went to the Incheon government again and again, but they won’t even see me. They don’t answer my calls, like they blocked my number. I tried everything to fix it, but I can’t. I will take any punishment. Please, don’t kick me out of Hundred Days.”

His voice was full of despair. Jang Yun-tae had spent days trying to fix things, but he failed. He had to come back with nothing to show for it. Park Min-woo sighed deeply. *Roman Dmitry…* he thought.

Park Min-woo saw Roman Dmitry. A big plan started to form in his mind. But then, doubt crept in. *Had* his plan already gone wrong from the beginning? He wondered if this was God punishing him.

“No matter what name I used – Alexandre or Kim Pan-seok – I always wanted to serve the Heavenly Demon,” Park Min-woo thought. “I thought I would give anything to just follow him. But life is hard. Even though I am strong, I can’t fight him. To fix my past mistakes and live a normal life as Park Min-woo, I must join the Heavenly Demon’s side.”

He knew he could not fight the Heavenly Demon. Who were the powerful people in the world compared to him? Park Min-woo was sure that if Roman Dmitry truly decided to act, powerful people would be killed, and the power structure would completely change.

Park Min-woo thought, “The only way to survive is to be on the Heavenly Demon’s side.” He used to believe *he* was the one to save the world. But now that Roman Dmitry was here, everything had changed.

Park Min-woo spoke.

“I have a mission for you.”

“Yes, sir. Tell me. I will do anything.”

“Stop being so dramatic. Just listen. From now on, help the Incheon government, but use a fake name. They are fighting with the main government, so they will need money and supplies. They will accept help if we offer them a good deal.”

Park Min-woo knew his plan was simple, maybe even foolish. He would show them he was sincere. He would work slowly and carefully. He hoped that if Roman Dmitry saw how loyal Baek-il was to Incheon, Roman Dmitry might change his mind about him.

“Also, tell Baek-il’s wizards this: anyone who causes even the smallest problem for Roman Dmitry, or anyone helping the Incheon government, will be severely punished. But don’t say it exactly like that. Make it sound a bit better, okay? If you mess up this job, or if people find out what a bad person I really am, you will be dead. Understand?”

Park Min-woo thought to himself. *This life will be different.* He would do whatever it took to stand by Roman Dmitry’s side.

“Answer.”

“Yes, sir!”

Jang Yun-tae thought, his heart sinking. *I’m in big trouble.*

*** Meanwhile, back at the training ground… *** The meeting with Baek-il and Jang Yun-tae was already unimportant to Park Min-woo. It was just a small event he would soon forget. While Park Min-woo was busy with his plans, Roman Dmitry was focused on training.

*Whoosh.* *Whoosh, whoosh.* The sound of Roman Dmitry’s sword cut through the air. Again and again, he swung, even though it was a movement he had done thousands of times. He never stopped practicing the basics. Even after defeating the Demon King, even after winning against a god, and even knowing he would soon leave this world, he still spent hours training every day.

That was the essence of the Heavenly Demon.

No matter how peaceful the moment, the endless desire for strength drove him on.

“His thoughts are actually getting to him. He has a new goal.”

Absolute being.

A new enemy.

He will be strong.

He didn’t know how strong, but the unknown strength made his blood boil.

There was no room to catch his breath for a moment.

At the moment he felt alive again, Roman Dmitry did not stop swinging his sword even as the sun set and rose.

If any danger were to come in the future, it would not threaten him.

With an even more overwhelming strength than in his previous life, he would crush all the problems before him.

And he would definitely reclaim his life from his previous life.

Whether it was God or whatever, if they tried to steal his life again, he would blow their heads off.

*Whoosh.* *Whoosh, whoosh.*

A state of selflessness.

He fell into himself.

He existed as a single sword.

The people of this world were astonished even after experiencing only a small part of it, but Roman Dmitry honed even more than that.

Like that, time passed.

Unlike the atmosphere that seemed like a great disaster would happen immediately, three months passed in a tense atmosphere.

***

The past three months were a series of tensions.

The employees in charge of South Korea’s emergency communication network were working night shifts like meals after the US warning.

Today was no different.

A boring waiting time.

One employee said with an annoyed voice.

“Why is this great disaster taking so long? If it’s a disaster that will come anyway, I wish it would pass quickly.”

“Hey, man. Where did you learn to say such unlucky things? What if the world is destroyed by a great disaster?”

“I’m just frustrated. No matter how much we struggle, it’s a foregone conclusion that the great disaster will come, but the cycle has clearly passed and there’s no news, so only we are suffering like this. The great disaster is a trial that humanity must endure. The later the period, the more our blood will dry up.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t understand.

The great disaster.

At first, it occurred every 2-3 years, but the cycle gradually lengthened, and now it has not occurred even though 6 years have passed since the 5th great disaster.

It was inevitable to be annoyed. People were cautious about even common outings in a situation where the world could turn upside down at any time, as the cycle was fulfilled.

If you go outside and a great disaster begins, you cannot avoid death.

In a situation where they lived in such tension, the employees of the emergency contact network complained of fatigue.

It was then.

Beep.

“Huh? They say a sign has occurred in LA, USA?”

It wasn’t anything special.

Recently, there have been frequent signs, so countries around the world have not let their guard down.

But this time it was different.

As he was about to report the situation in the United States to his superiors, red dots suddenly appeared on the huge screen at the front.

“A sign has occurred in New York as well.”

“A sign has occurred in Chicago as well!”

“It is said that a sign has occurred in Madrid, Spain as well!”