The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 127

Left-Handed Sword, Song Baek.

He was from the Imperial Guard.

He had dedicated himself to the nation, but during the war, he lost his right arm. The higher-ups told him he could no longer work in the field.

It wasn’t that the Imperial Family had abandoned him.

They acknowledged his past merits and gave him wealth and honor. But Song Baek, who had lived his entire life on the battlefield, simply couldn’t accept a peaceful life.

Song Baek felt lost. Days turned into weeks, and he could not find peace. Every time he tried to pick up a cup or button his shirt, the missing arm reminded him of his loss.

Then, one day.

He picked up a sword again.

Even if he died for nothing, he decided to end his life as a fighter.

Song Baek practiced with his sword for years until his left arm got used to it.

When he had regained some of his fighting skill, he challenged the masters of the martial world, using the left-handed sword style he had created.

It was the start of his fighting journey.

At first, he struggled even against weak fighters.

The broken balance of his body meant he couldn’t fully get back his old skills. He risked his life to beat his opponents every time.

He did this for years. His left-handed sword style slowly took shape.

People always said his imbalance was a weakness. But Song Baek used it in his attacks. Many martial artists lost to his surprising style.

Eventually.

He met Baek Jung-hyuk and died.

But as he ended his life as a fighter, Song Baek smiled, remembering the days he had lived.

‘Left-Handed Sword, Song Baek. I can’t say he was the best fighter among the enemies I’ve met. But his unusual sword style, using only one left arm, was surprisingly sharp. I was so impressed by my fight with him that I trained alone for a while. Macburney is no different. He lost his right arm and his body’s balance was broken, but he knows how to use his left arm.’

Macburney.

The reason he wanted him wasn’t just because he was like Left-Handed Sword.

The information about the southern front that he had given him showed how useful Macburney was on the battlefield.

If talented people like Macburney were just lying around like pebbles on the street.

It would be strange not to pick them up.

So, Roman went to find Macburney, looked into his uncertain eyes, and said.

“Left-Handed Sword lived a life like yours. But he overcame his physical weaknesses and used a left-handed sword style that surprised me. If you promise to trust me with your future, I will teach you Left-Handed Sword’s style. And unlike the Cairo Kingdom, which doesn’t see your worth, I will use you better than anyone else.”

He got straight to the point.

This was a deal. He was offering a reward for loyalty.

That was enough.

Macburney felt like his heart would burst when Roman said he would use his value.

‘This man is saving my life.’

A one-armed cripple.

If he could only live as a warrior.

Macburney would do anything for Roman.

Thud!

He knelt down on the ground.

Not caring about the others watching, he lowered his face and said loudly.

“This Macburney is grateful that you will use me. I will give my life to Roman Dmitri from now on. Thank you for taking me in.”

That day.

Macburney found new hope.

After leaving Roman.

Macburney went straight to his lodgings.

He planned to pack his things and follow Roman.

“Hey, Macburney.”

“Haven’t you given up on the silly hope of going to the battlefield yet? Please give it up. I know you were a famous swordsman once, but now you’re just a one-armed cripple. You don’t have any connections either. You’re just a commoner, so why are you struggling so sadly?”

“Yeah. We’re giving you honest advice, so listen.”

His colleagues from the temporary unit.

They were from the Western Front.

They had become useless like Macburney, and they were annoyed by Macburney’s desperate efforts.

“Look at his face getting angry because we said something. You and I both had good times. But look at us now. Serving the noble kids in the capital is all we do. At least you impressed Roman Dmitri and got a big reward. So, know your place and live comfortably. Why are you still trying so hard?”

“That’s right. Can’t you just leave? You’re making me jealous.”

Their words were harsh.

If he hadn’t received Roman’s offer.

Macburney might have fought them.

But now that he had found new purpose in life, Macburney felt sorry for them.

‘I’m no different from you. I lost my will to live and wandered, but not anymore.’

Macburney smiled.

Carrying his luggage on his shoulder, he left the lodgings and flipped them off.

“Screw you, you jerks. If we meet again, let’s see if our lives are still the same.”

He left the lodgings.

His heart was much lighter.

There was no going back now.

Macburney would live for Roman Dmitri from now on.

War.

One event changed the lives of many people.

Edwin Hector.

Macburney.

And Henry Albert, the disgrace of the Albert family, was also caught up in the changes.

“……Sigh.”

On the way back to his family.

Henry Albert sighed.

He thought he would get a good reward if he followed Roman, but the Cairo royal family only cared about Dmitri’s people.

All Henry Albert received was a few coins.

For commoners like Macburney, that would be a great reward, but for Henry Albert, it wasn’t what he wanted.

‘Roman is too much. We suffered together on the battlefield. Couldn’t he take me with him?’

After the war ended.

Henry Albert secretly followed Roman around.

He could sense Roman’s power, and he thought that if he stayed as Roman’s closest aide like Chris, he might be able to join the central government.

But it didn’t work out.

Roman would never accept someone like Henry Albert. He was coldly left behind as soon as they arrived in the capital.

And now.

Henry Albert was returning home feeling sad.

“Yeah, what am I even talking about? Living among people who treat me like a king is what I need. Yes, that’s right. When I go out into the world, there are only monsters like Roman Dmitri. And what about Edwin Hector? Just being exempt from military service is a great achievement.”

He tried to justify his situation.

Two figures representing both kingdoms.

Henry Albert often thought about Roman Dmitry and Edwin Hector. They were about the same age as him, but their talents were amazing. Henry wondered what *he* was compared to them. He felt like he had no special skills at all, and he certainly wasn’t brave enough to do the things Roman and Edwin did.

Lost in these thoughts, Henry traveled back to his family’s estate. He was still unsure of his place in the world. He arrived at the Albert family estate. The large stone gate loomed before him, decorated with brightly colored banners that flapped in the breeze. The phrases seemed over-the-top and unreal: **[Hero of Cairo! Welcome home, Henry Albert!] [The Albert Family’s Proud Son! Henry Albert Returns Safe and Sound!] [If you ask about the future of the Albert family, let all look to Henry Albert!]**

Before the castle gate, these banners with bold words waved in the wind.

Henry Albert stopped and stared at them, his mouth slightly open.

Something was terribly wrong. This couldn’t be right.

At first, he didn’t understand what was happening.

Confused and unsure, Henry was swept into the family’s welcome. Cheers erupted, people clapped him on the back, and voices called out his name. It was overwhelming. He then met Baron Bale, who was beaming.

“Uncle?!”

“My dear nephew!”

Baron Bale embraced Henry too tightly.

The moment he saw Baron Bale’s smiling face, Henry’s anger boiled up. He had been planning to slap him across the cheek.

When he first enlisted in the Southern Front, Baron Bale had told him to trust him, but as soon as the war broke out, he fled without a thought for Henry.

He couldn’t express how angry he was as he spent nights in the mountains.

Henry vowed to inform the family of this outrage if he returned alive, but Baron Bale, oblivious to his feelings, raised Henry’s hand high and announced to the family.

“Everyone, please celebrate the return of our proud nephew!”

“Ooh!”

“Henry! Henry!”

Everyone was ecstatic.

He wanted to speak, to tell everyone about Baron Bale running away. But Baron Bale started talking loudly, and Henry couldn’t interrupt.

Baron Bale began to speak, his voice booming, ‘My dear family! We are here today to celebrate a true hero!’

Baron Bale had lived as a fugitive.

Naturally, it was a decision based on the expectation of Cairo’s defeat, but as time passed, Cairo achieved a tremendous victory.

This was a big problem for Baron Bale.

Of course, he hadn’t fled from the very beginning.

He had fought the enemies to some extent, but that didn’t change the fact that he had run away.

Therefore, Baron Bale had no choice but to create a heroic story involving Henry Albert.

“Those of you with connections to the central government may have heard the rumors. When we achieved a great victory in guerrilla warfare against the Hector Kingdom, our Henry reported that fact to the Royal Family in place of Roman Dmitry. Henry played a significant role. While others may think that Roman Dmitry did everything, we must remember that Henry’s role was not small.”

Now Henry understood.

The reason for the banners.

Henry Albert had become the family’s hero.

The problem was not just that it was a family matter, but that it had spread around and elevated Henry’s reputation.

A day passed.

Henry’s father grabbed him and said, ‘We’ve had so many offers for marriage! Is there anyone you like? That Aiden girl, wasn’t it? Tell me her name.’

The Aiden family belonged to the central government.

His intentions were clear.

But the funny thing was that the Aiden family, who had never given him a second glance, now desired a political marriage.

‘The eldest daughter of the Aiden family was famous for her great beauty. Many noble families wanted to marry her, but the Aiden family rejected all those proposals and now desires a political marriage with me. Is this really happening?’

He was bewildered.

Reality was changing.

In the war with Hector…

Henry Albert had done nothing.

But the mere fact that he was with Roman in the place where the war took place completely changed his status.

That wasn’t all.

“This is the Cairo Royal Academy. Would you be willing to give a lecture on the events that took place on the Southern Front?”

A call from the capital.

The Cairo Royal Academy had made the same offer to Dmitry’s people, but when none of them accepted, they asked Henry Albert, who had recently become a hot topic.

Now Henry finally understood.

Even if he wasn’t a great person, he could become one with just his reputation.

Therefore…

‘In order to increase my value further, I must widely publicize how great Roman Dmitry is.’

His only achievement.

Being by Roman’s side.

Henry Albert readily accepted the lecture offer.

The real story was embarrassing, but Henry didn’t mind getting attention by using Roman’s name.

He didn’t think about the consequences.

If he had been smart in the first place…

Henry Albert wouldn’t have lived the life of a scoundrel.

From then on…

Henry Albert spread Roman’s praise and acted as a loudspeaker, widely publicizing Roman’s fame to the world.

Henry Albert.

It was the moment when the life of a scoundrel, who no one had paid attention to, reached a turning point.

A few days later.

Roman left the capital.

The influential figures of the central government came out to see him off, and the people of Cairo shouted Roman’s name and cheered.

The capital receded into the distance.

Roman didn’t look back.

‘When I return to the capital, I must make a choice.’

The four powers of Cairo.

They would no longer wait for Roman.

Therefore…

‘Until then, I will completely take control of the northeastern region so that I can stand against the central government.’

The people of the central government.

They didn’t know Roman’s true intentions.

Later.

They could not yet foresee what Roman’s visit to the capital would mean.