The Heavenly Demon Can't Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 545

A moment before.

Vasilyev, the commander of Irkutsk, could scarcely believe what his subordinate was saying.

“What are you talking about?!”

“I apologize,” the subordinate said. “We believe the person attacking our soldiers is the White Mage, an SS-rank hunter from South Korea. They seem to be reversing the magic circle’s system. We must respond immediately. If the magic circle falls into enemy hands, South Korean forces could cross over to this location.”

“Blast!” Vasilyev’s face twisted in anger.

Park Min-woo’s attack was a complete surprise.

Neither Vasilyev nor the Russian high command had anticipated it.

‘If the White Mage summons South Korean forces, the troops in Irkutsk won’t stand a chance. We need time for large-scale teleportation. I must subdue the White Mage before then,’ he thought, feeling the pressure.

Russia had been secretly preparing for war under Markov’s orders.

Most forces were in Moscow, leaving cities vulnerable to surprise attacks.

Irkutsk was especially unprepared.

There was speculation that South Korea had allied with China, but attacking Irkutsk directly seemed unlikely.

As the commander of Irkutsk, a city with reserve forces, Vasilyev was perplexed.

However, he wasn’t overly worried.

If it was just the White Mage, the situation could be salvaged.

“Summon all available troops immediately!” he ordered. “We will cut down this rat who dared to set foot in Russia.”

“Understood!”

Russia was a superpower.

Even with most troops drafted for the war, cities like Irkutsk had a considerable number of soldiers—several thousand.

That alone should be enough.

The White Mage played a big role in the LA incident, but facing this many soldiers alone was different.

Besides, Vasilyev thought, *I* am here. I can handle this.

Vasilyev was skilled, close to S-rank, but had been temporarily demoted for an incident in Moscow. Perhaps it was fate.

South Korea chose Irkutsk while he was in charge.

His blood boiled.

His mind cleared, seeing this as a golden opportunity to contribute to the war.

The enemy was just one person.

Nothing difficult about it.

He summoned the troops, rang the emergency bell, and ordered an attack.

Park Min-woo hadn’t had time for large-scale teleportation and was walking boldly towards the army alone.

It was foolish.

The White Mage was recognized as an SS-rank after the LA incident.

His performance in the LA incident was incredible, but a mage was vulnerable without protection. Sending lots of soldiers at once was the right plan.

However, Park Min-woo grinned at the rushing soldiers.

“I’m really sorry to say this, but I can’t use too much power here,” Park Min-woo said. “If I did, I wouldn’t have enough for the other cities. So, I’m going to show you a secret I’ve been hiding, just for you.”

It was an odd statement.

Vasilyev shouted, “Attack with all forces! Eliminate the White Mage and recapture the teleportation magic circle!”

He didn’t know what Park Min-woo meant.

Park Min-woo exploded with dark blue magic, plunging into darkness that rose like a wave.

Then,

“Dark Field.”

The world turned pitch black.

Everything was dark except for the people around him.

Then,

Bzzzt! Bzzzt!

Strange noises came from the communication equipment.

Vasilyev recognized the situation immediately.

Isolation from the outside.

By maximizing the Dark Field, he completely cut off the space from the outside world. That’s why he was even more puzzled.

Dark Field usually makes people unable to see clearly. But Park Min-woo’s Dark Field was different. It didn’t stop them from seeing each other.

It was like he wanted to hide what he was about to do.

He made the Dark Field only block outside view.

Then,

“My children!” Park Min-woo shouted. “Bite the flesh of humans and enjoy the festival of blood! Dark Gate!”

Crack!

Magic power overflowed.

The magic power of darkness fell like a waterfall, tearing the space and revealing demons from beyond.

They all looked different.

They were monsters of all kinds, with black eyes full of hate. They looked ready to kill.

They had a chilling appearance. Red veins pulsed on their faces. They were clearly not normal creatures.

Kraak! Kaka-kraak!

The monsters rushed in.

The soldiers prepared their defenses, but terrible screams echoed as they clashed with the monsters.

“Kraaah!”

“Aargh!”

Counting the monsters was pointless.

There were too many.

More than the thousands of soldiers Vasilyev had mobilized, countless monsters tore at the flesh of humans.

The soldiers fought back, attacking the monsters, trying to survive, but they could only scream at the wave of monsters.

Vasilyev stared at the scene. His heart sank.

He couldn’t believe it.

He was confused not just by the magic’s power, but by *what kind* of magic it was.

‘The White Mage should be the epitome of justice. How could he use such magic…?’

People didn’t know the truth about Park Min-woo, or Aleksandr, his real self.

He pretended to be a hero because of the Pendant of Karma, but he also wanted to keep the power he had built up as Aleksandr.

So, he secretly learned black magic. He planned to use it only when needed, and the Dark Field was to hide this dark magic.

He once thought,

If he couldn’t fix his past mistakes…

Then, he would reveal his true identity and achieve his ambition as Aleksandr.

If life was already ruined anyway…

Then, he would embrace his dark side.

Meeting Roman Dmitry had changed everything for Park Minwoo. A sense of purpose, sharp and clear, filled him.

“Serving someone like Emperor Roman Dmitry… that’s different,” he thought, watching the chaos below. “Helping such a powerful being should surely bring great reward.” He imagined a bright light shining from a magical reward, proof of his worth. “Getting my hands dirty for him? That’s acceptable. Saving the world with His Majesty is far more important than worrying about a few of these fools.”

This new conviction settled over him, a welcome warmth in the cold battlefield.

So, he unlocked his magic.

To keep Wang Wiryong in check and prove he was worthy of being second-in-command.

He needed a strong achievement this time.

As soldiers died quickly, Vasilyev gritted his teeth and revealed his power.

“White-robed Wizard! Don’t underestimate us! Frenzy!”

Boom!

Rumble!

His eyes turned blood red, and a terrifying aura surrounded him.

Vasilyev was consumed by madness, quickly slaughtering the monsters surrounding him. The air crackled with his power, and a primal fear gripped those nearby.

He was powerful.

A path opened around him in an instant, but Vasilyev faced an entirely unexpected situation.

Flash!

Clang!

“Ugh.”

A sudden attack.

He hastily raised his sword to block it.

Upon identifying his opponent, Vasilyev’s eyes widened in an instant.

“Zahar?”

Years ago.

There was an incident where a top-level hunter from Russia went missing.

The opponent was that very Zahar.

Russia looked everywhere for Zahar for years, but found nothing.

Vasilyev knew Zahar.

But the Zahar he saw now was different. He didn’t seem to know Vasilyev. His eyes were black with red veins, like the monsters. The white part of his eyes was gone.

Goosebumps rose on his skin.

Only then did he realize.

The White-robed Wizard was definitely not who people thought he was.

‘This is dangerous. I must inform the President of this!’ he thought.

He took a step back.

If there was a being who could command a top-level hunter as a zombie, if there was someone who possessed a space to hide these many monsters, then their kingdom’s power was beyond imagination.

He judged that informing the truth was more important than defending Irkutsk right now.

However.

His wish was not fulfilled.

As Zahar lunged at him, relentlessly attacking, Park Minwoo, with shadowy wings unfurled behind him, grinned savagely.

“Time to die.”

Flash!

Hundreds of lightning bolts.

They pierced Vasilyev’s body.

“Dark Lightning.”

Rumble!

Crash!

Around that time.

Wang Wiryong was leading his forces towards Skovorodino.

He planned to conquer Russian cities one by one, starting there, but he received news from Park Minwoo.

“Chairman Wang Wiryong… no, Your Excellency. According to the White-robed Wizard’s report, he has captured Irkutsk and plans to attack the next city, Cheremkhovo.”

The signalman’s report.

Everyone showed surprised expressions.

Xiaolong asked, pressing.

“To have already destroyed Irkutsk. That’s impossible. Irkutsk not only has thousands of soldiers, but also Vasilyev, who was once famous in Russia, as its commander. The White-robed Wizard single-handedly conquered it in less than 30 minutes? Is that information really certain?”

It was unbelievable.

A city.

Not a single person, not a single unit, but an entire city.

No matter how skilled the White-robed Wizard was, fitting the SS-rank, there was a logically necessary amount of time to deal with such a large force.

Therefore, it was difficult to understand. He acknowledged that the White-robed Wizard was strong, but conquering Irkutsk in just 30 minutes made no sense.

The signalman said.

“…I also find it hard to believe, but according to the intelligence department’s confirmation, it seems to be true.”

Xiaolong closed his mouth.

His face was stained with shock.

He himself was a top-level hunter and had great pride in himself, but he didn’t think he could achieve the same feat as Park Minwoo.

Was it achieved through the wizard’s special abilities? No, rather, being a wizard would be a significant handicap.

Wizards are vulnerable in unprotected situations, but Park Minwoo completely overturned common sense.

Wang Wiryong laughed.

“The situation is turning out to be interesting.”

Unlike his smiling face.

His eyes turned coldly.

Xiaolong hurriedly lowered his head.

Knowing that it was a reaction when Wang Wiryong was truly angry, he shouldn’t provoke him now.

“Xiaolong. Why do you think the White-robed Wizard bothered to announce his achievements?”

“Are you saying it was intentional?”

“Yes. In a situation where we are each performing our duties, I have no reason to care about the White-robed Wizard’s situation as long as he doesn’t lose. But the White-robed Wizard directly told me that he would destroy Irkutsk and attack other cities. That is a clear provocation. Like the way he looked down on me with those arrogant eyes, he is now telling me that he is superior.”

Gritting his teeth.

Whenever Wang Wiryong’s gaze reached them, his subordinates startled and lowered their heads.

Key figures, including Xiaolong.

Scanning them one by one, he continued.

“I told you. I will pledge allegiance to His Imperial Majesty Emperor Roman Dmitry from now on. I have decided to become his man, but being obedient under others is only for ‘him.’ I didn’t pledge allegiance to His Imperial Majesty Emperor Roman Dmitry to be ignored by a clueless bastard like the White-robed Wizard.”

Anger surged.

At first, he didn’t think much of it.

Even when Park Minwoo emphasized the word second-in-command, even when he felt a strange hostility in his gaze.

He thought of it as merely annoying.

But not now.

Park Minwoo declared war.

That he was the second-in-command, and that he was no match for him.

From the moment he grasped that meaning, the current situation was absolutely not simple for Wang Wiryong.

“I can never tolerate someone other than me being more valued by His Imperial Majesty Emperor Roman Dmitry. So, from now on, give it your all. Those who show weakness on the battlefield and tarnish my honor will have their heads cut off by my own hand.”

“We will obey!”

Markov.

He wouldn’t have anticipated it.

How the war with the Dmitry Empire would unfold.

Wang Wiryong showed a fierce glint in his eyes.

“Let’s go. From now on, I will prove why I am a descendant of a proud warrior family, and who is truly trusted by His Imperial Majesty Emperor Roman Dmitry.”

The First Battle of the Second-in-Commands.

It was the moment when Park Minwoo and Wang Wiryong truly ignited.