The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 510

Roman Dmitry’s statement was shocking.

Even Kim Junhyuk, who was very loyal to Roman Dmitry, was surprised by what was happening. His eyes opened wide in disbelief.

Twenty years ago, when the Great Disaster first struck, leaders from all over the world gathered to talk about how to handle this crisis. They came up with terms like ‘The Great Disaster’ and ‘The Absolute’ as they planned for the future.

But the meeting didn’t go smoothly. Even though everyone needed to work together, the leaders of powerful countries argued.

“Why should we send so many soldiers?” one leader asked. “We want world peace too, but our own country’s safety comes first. If our country is safe when the Great Disaster hits, then we’ll send our soldiers to help others.”

Another leader said, “We feel the same way. Soldiers are people. They’ll risk their lives for their homeland, but they don’t want to die in a country they don’t know. We can only talk about sending troops after we’re sure our own families are safe. If my country and my family are in danger, no soldier will want to help another country. You call it tyranny of powerful nations? Fine. If my country is about to be destroyed, I don’t care what you say.”

The conference room became chaotic. Voices shouted over each other. Fists slammed on the table. The air felt thick with anger and fear.

This wasn’t just a normal disagreement like in a war. The entire human race was in danger of dying out, and even powerful countries could fall apart quickly.

The powerful nations only cared about themselves and wouldn’t send soldiers to help other countries. This made sense only if they thought they had a future to protect. When they were in danger, they couldn’t spare anyone.

Common sense was gone.

The powerful nations stood their ground, and the weaker nations had to follow along to survive.

At that time, the people of South Korea felt hopeless. They criticized the powerful nations, worried about what would happen to them.

But were they really being honest?

Was it fair to call the powerful nations’ choice “tyranny”?

The truth was, people were selfish. If South Korea had been a powerful nation, they wouldn’t have called the decision “tyranny.”

They envied the people of the powerful nations who chose to protect themselves first. Seeing people die was too much to bear, so they couldn’t think about justice or love. They just wanted to be selfish and survive.

Most people aren’t heroes. They care about themselves more than others and don’t talk about justice when the world is about to end.

What about the Nobel Peace Prize? What about leaders who talk about world peace?

In a chaotic time, those leaders are cruel. The people under them have to suffer for the sake of the leader’s idea of justice.

They would rather have a dictator, someone selfish that everyone could hate.

They wanted a leader who would be selfish for the 1% who followed him, even if the other 99% cursed him.

That’s how people really felt.

Someday, peace would be important, but they didn’t want to be the ones to sacrifice.

Now, Kim Junhyuk and the others felt like they couldn’t breathe.

“Remember this,” Roman Dmitry said. “I, Roman Dmitry, will only care about the safety of this land I rule, this city of Incheon. The world may say it’s wrong, but I don’t care about saving everyone.”

No one else could have said that.

Only someone with power could admit what people were really thinking.

He was saying that he would take care of them first. This made them feel emotional.

Living in a weak country, in a province that the government ignored, the people of Incheon wanted a strong leader who would care for them, even if the world hated him.

Maybe that’s why they were drawn to Roman Dmitry’s strength.

Even if he became a villain in history, the people of Incheon supported him.

The situation was settled.

The people of Incheon didn’t talk about it, but they were determined to support the future.

They would give their lives for Roman Dmitry.

To make his vision a reality, they would give him their strength.

However, one group felt differently. They were the Hundred Days.

“…He doesn’t care about saving everyone. Is it right for us to follow Incheon?” one member asked.

Another said, “Guild Master, the Hundred Days is about justice. Roman Dmitry says he doesn’t care if those who don’t follow Incheon live or die. That’s not the justice we believe in. I didn’t join the Hundred Days to protect myself.”

The members were strongly against it.

The members of the Hundred Days truly believed in justice. They would gladly die to save people, even if it meant their own lives.

Park Minwoo said, “You fools.”

“…What do you mean?” someone asked.

“Don’t you understand Lord Roman Dmitry’s true feelings?” Park Minwoo said. “He said ‘the people’ who follow ‘him’. He’s only focused on Incheon now, but if South Korea, or even the whole world, follows him, he’ll do anything to protect them.”

The Pendant of Karma changed color depending on what people thought of him.

In other words, Roman Dmitry couldn’t be a villain.

He had to make his words and actions seem just to keep the Hundred Days together and fix his past karma.

Park Minwoo shouted, “This country is corrupt! Lord Roman Dmitry is drawing a line with the government to keep a clear command system in this chaos. Right now, the command system is divided between the government and local areas. If the people who follow Lord Roman Dmitry become strong, we can get rid of the government and make South Korea safe. Which is more just: the government that only cares about itself, or Lord Roman Dmitry, who is willing to do what’s necessary to protect South Korea’s future? Don’t think justice is always about sacrifice. Lord Roman Dmitry is making a decision for a better future.”

He didn’t even know what he was saying. He just said whatever came to mind.

“What have I done as the White Wizard?” he continued. “If all I’ve done is save the people I can see, then Lord Roman Dmitry’s justice is about punishing the villains to create a better future. I admire his justice. That’s why, for South Korea’s future, I’m willing to get my hands dirty. If the world can be at peace because of my actions, I’ll accept it.”

He clenched his fist.

The wizards of the Hundred Days were speechless.

“…Guild Master,” one of them said.

“Exactly,” Park Minwoo replied.

Red Time, Day Two. Dawn broke not with light, but with a roar. The city of Busan, peaceful just yesterday, was under attack. Crack! The sound ripped through the air, followed by monstrous cries.

Kraaah!

Ack!

Beyond the sea, a tsunami surged.

A wall of water, dark and churning, rose from the sea. It roared like a thousand trains, crashing into the city with unstoppable force. The people preparing for a monster attack were swept away into the sea.

But that was just the beginning. People tried to escape the tsunami, but huge octopus arms suddenly rose from the sea. They grabbed people and dragged them under the waves.

Kraaah!

It’s a Kraken!

Kraken. An A-rank sea monster. Krakens appeared from all directions, attacking people, and similar sea monsters appeared one after another.

On the sea, a monster wave was forming. Tsunamis were created by the waves of mana, and monsters surged in on the seawater through the distortions of dimensions.

It was the worst possible situation for Busan, a city located by the sea. Busan had its own army, but it was helpless against an attack like a natural disaster.

Bloody hell.

Busan’s commander, Cha Young-min, stared across the sea with a look of despair.

It was dangerous. At this rate, Busan would collapse in an instant.

RETREAT! Everyone, get back! Fall back to the last line of defense! NOW! Run!

Retreat!

People fled. Those who failed to escape were swept away by the tsunami or screamed as they were attacked by monsters. Even as he ran away, Cha Young-min kept looking back.

The sight of the city being tragically destroyed, the sight of people dying helplessly, made him feel as if his heart was burning black.

Is this the end?

It seemed the fate of Busan, which he had somehow managed to maintain, was now coming to an end.

Chaos erupted. Soldiers and citizens ran, desperately trying to reach higher ground. Behind them, the city crumbled. The screams of the dying echoed across the water. Later, in a dimly lit conference room…

The state of the top brass was miserable. They, who had been commanding troops on the battlefield like Cha Young-min, were speechless with blank faces. A little while ago, they lost 30% of their forces.

Since the opponent was a monster wave with no end in sight, the probability of Busan surviving was, in fact, very slim.

It’s all over now. With Busan’s current strength, we cannot withstand the monster wave, and the central government has stated that, as always, they cannot help until the safety of Seoul is secured. The reality will not change even if we hold out for a few more days. Even if Red Time ends, the central government will systematically clean up the area around Seoul first, and by then, Busan will have already been swept away by the monster wave.

We have to abandon Busan. There is no hope here.

Cha Young-min also knew the truth. Busan did not have the strength to hold out, but that did not mean they could leave this place.

Does leaving Busan mean we will have other hope? We are not protecting Busan with a special sense of duty. We were born and raised in Busan, but Seoul would not accept our existence, so we had to protect ourselves here in Busan. We are the abandoned. For us, who cannot leave Busan, the fate of Busan is directly linked to our lives.

It was a bleak reality. Everyone lowered their heads at Cha Young-min’s words.

The abandoned. It was an accurate expression. Since there was a limit to the number of people Seoul could accept, local governments like Busan had no choice but to emerge.

Busan Mayor Cha Young-min. In fact, he was not originally the mayor. The original mayor had died a long time ago, and he had only inherited the position because he was recognized for his combat abilities.

Have you heard the rumors about Incheon?

Incheon?

It was one of the top brass. He had been silent throughout the meeting, but he looked at Cha Young-min and spoke cautiously.

Yes. I don’t know if this is true, but I heard shocking news from a friend. A monster wave, a blood rain, and an S-rank monster appeared in Incheon at the same time, but a man named Roman Dmitry led Incheon and solved all the problems.

It sounds crazy, I know. Second day of Red Time and solved a monster wave? Impossible, right? But… my friend, Jang Yun-tae… he’s not usually one to exaggerate. He says this Roman Dmitry is incredible. Maybe… maybe it’s our only chance.

The words of the top brass were unbelievable. The power of Incheon had solved all the problems. But in a situation where he was on the edge of a cliff, Cha Young-min had to grab at straws to survive.

Where is the source of the information?

The existence of a friend. It was necessary to judge whether he could be trusted.

It’s Jang Yun-tae from Hundred Day, he’s been my childhood friend since we were young. You know him well, don’t you? What kind of group Hundred Day is.

It wasn’t empty confidence. Hundred Day. That one word was enough to explain.