The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 174

Let’s go back a few days.

When Count Fabius heard that the noble faction would attack Roman Dmitry, he thought very hard about it.

“Hmm…”

No matter how he thought about it, it didn’t make sense.

Roman Dmitry.

The rising star of Cairo had defeated opponents from rank 99 upwards. Now, he was about to face Count Nicholas, the number one.

Marquis Benedict said if Roman Dmitry refused their offer, they should kill him right away. But Fabius didn’t think this was possible.

Fabius thought, “I saw Roman Dmitry fight in the South. Even a huge army from the noble faction couldn’t beat him. It’s impossible. Marquis Benedict thinks we can beat him right after the ranking battle. But Roman Dmitry beat Count Nicholas, so he must be much stronger than last year. That monster who beat Butler and opened the gates… he must be incredibly strong now.”

A year ago.

Count Fabius had been in the Southern Front.

Other nobles just talked, but Fabius went to see what really happened.

Roman’s fighting skills were terrifying.

Beating Butler alone was amazing. But seeing him open the gates and kill the enemy was like a demon coming to earth.

The memory was still clear.

Count Fabius had wanted to recruit Roman Dmitry, and he still felt the same way.

Roman Dmitry…

…should be recruited.

Making him an enemy was not an option.

Fabius worried, “Will Roman Dmitry agree to join a rebellion easily? He doesn’t give in easily. People think he won’t fight in Cairo, but if he cared about common sense, he would have run away in the Southern Front.”

So…

…it was time to choose.

The day of the big battle.

If he didn’t send troops, the noble faction might see him as an enemy.

If Roman Dmitry surrendered or lost, Count Fabius would suffer the consequences.

It was more than just losing his position.

Marquis Benedict was very strict. He would probably try to destroy Count Fabius’s power in Cairo.

He thought for a long time.

What was the right thing to do?

He also thought it might become a war between Dmitry and the noble faction.

In the end…

“It was impossible to know for sure which decision was right. But I know the noble faction’s strength because I work for Marquis Benedict. I don’t know Roman Dmitry’s limits. And I saw how scary it is to fight Roman Dmitry in the Southern Front. Fabius, Fabius… our family’s future depends on my choice.”

He made his decision.

Count Fabius did not send troops.

While all the other nobles sent their soldiers to the capital, Fabius stayed quiet and pretended to be sick.

The other nobles in the faction sent messages to Count Fabius because he didn’t move on the day of the battle.

[Count Fabius, do you think you will live after choosing this?]

[No one believes you are really sick. After today, Marquis Benedict will celebrate and talk about your death like he doesn’t care. It’s not too late. Send your troops now.]

[You fool! You are usually so clever, but you made a stupid choice now!]

Worries poured in.

He blocked his ears.

He squeezed his eyes shut.

And so, when Roman Dmitry and the noble faction fought…

…Count Fabius waited in his mansion, trusting his fate to luck.

Marquis Benedict.

He contacted Count Fabius right away.

He couldn’t let someone who caused trouble in the noble faction go unpunished.

Pop.

The connection was made.

Marquis Benedict was furious when he saw Count Fabius’s face on the screen.

“Fabius! Are you crazy? You didn’t send troops to Cairo like we ordered! And now you won’t even come when I call you? Look at me and tell me – is this really what you’ve chosen, Fabius?”

His voice shook with anger.

The weasel of Cairo.

He knew he was cunning, so he kept him close because he was smart.

And yet…

…he had betrayed him.

It bothered Marquis Benedict that a weasel, not just any noble, had betrayed him.

The fact that someone so smart had betrayed him… did that mean the noble faction would lose?

Count Fabius spoke.

[Marquis Benedict, let’s be honest now. In the battle in Cairo, weren’t you all killed by Roman Dmitry without even fighting back properly? That’s why I made my decision. Roman Dmitry beat all the strong people in the noble faction during the ranking battles. He knew you would make that decision, so he fought without hesitation. How can we fight such a monster?]

“How dare this bastard!”

[Hey, damn it! Do you still not understand?]

Count Fabius became serious.

Just like he had done with Baron Conrad.

When he turned his back, he made his feelings clear.

[I’ve bet everything on Roman Dmitry. So, don’t be weak and think I’m still your dog who will do everything you say. A person needs to be able to see what’s really happening. If I didn’t send troops to Cairo and didn’t come when you called, shouldn’t you know I betrayed you? So why are you contacting me directly and making such a big deal, trying to find out what I’m doing?]

“…That choice. Are you sure you won’t regret it?”

[Regret? No way! If I’m wrong, I’ll just die!]

“Fabius, you are a traitor to the noble faction. No matter what you do, do you think Roman Dmitry will respect a traitor like you? A traitor is a traitor everywhere. If you had stayed loyal and helped the noble faction win, I would have used you a lot.”

[No. Even if I had stayed loyal, you would have thrown me away when you didn’t need me anymore. But Roman Dmitry is different. Look at how he accepted Baron Conrad. He can accept someone like me if it helps him. And you must have heard the rumors about Roman Dmitry, haven’t you? How much he cares about his people. Even though I’m starting as a traitor, I will do anything to make him like me from now on.]

Count Fabius knew that the beginning was important.

If he was clearly hostile, it would be hard to survive against Roman Dmitry.

But if he hadn’t crossed the line yet… it wasn’t impossible to become one of his people, like Baron Conrad.

So, they did not send troops.

They disobeyed the summons and ignored Marquis Benedict.

Lastly, Count Fabius smirked as he spoke.

“Marquis Benedict, the war starts now. You don’t seem to understand how things are turning out, but I’m probably not the only one who won’t respond to the summons. Try sending out hostile messages like this then. It’s only a matter of time before the Noble Faction falls.”

At those words, Marquis Benedict’s eyes widened.

What on earth was he talking about?

Click.

The communication was cut off, and it didn’t take long for Marquis Benedict to confirm Fabius’s words.

The Noble Faction asked for help.

Count Fabius was the exception, but most expressed their intention to comply with the summons.

However, suddenly, something unexpected happened.

“I, Marquis Valentino, declare my support for the Dmitry family.”

Valentino, the neutral force, had moved.

With Cairo’s tycoon supporting Dmitry, the surrounding families found themselves unable to move their troops rashly.

Recently, Valentino had swept up Cairo’s mercenaries with a large sum of money.

At the time, he had excused it by saying that he needed manpower in the process of operating trading companies across the continent, but no one had imagined that it would directly lead to an alliance with the Dmitry family.

And Count Fabius also used his influence.

He believed that even betrayal should be done to the best of one’s ability.

Fabius wasn’t just changing sides for no reason. He worked hard to make sure Roman Dmitry would want him.

Thanks to this, the families that had previously been associated with Count Fabius changed their minds.

They betrayed the Noble Faction and decided to follow Dmitry.

In just a few days, the situation changed as fast as a storm rolling in.

Immediately after cutting off contact with Fabius, Marquis Benedict received a barrage of calls.

“I’m really sorry. Marquis Valentino might attack our territory at any moment, so we can’t send many troops. But I hope you know that this is the best we can do.”

“Marquis Benedict, what are we supposed to do? If we move rashly, our territory might be plundered. No matter how important the war with the Royal Faction is, we can’t put all of our family members in danger.”

“I’m sorry, but I’ve decided to agree with Count Fabius.”

A wave of dizziness washed over him.

Before he could even try anything, Marquis Benedict could only watch as the Noble Faction’s power dwindled.

The royal palace conference room was the location of the last meeting before the dispatch of troops.

Roman Dmitry stepped forward as the representative and spoke.

“A few days ago, Count Fabius of the Noble Faction said he wanted to follow us. He and several other families have decided to switch sides, and with Marquis Valentino supporting us, the Noble Faction can’t use all its strength in this war. Now is the time to defeat the traitors quickly.”

The series of events impressed the people of the Royal Faction.

It wasn’t just because of Count Fabius or Marquis Valentino themselves. They looked at the fact that it was all a game created by Roman Dmitry with eyes filled with awe.

‘If the Royal Faction hadn’t accepted Roman Dmitry’s proposal, he might have succeeded in this undertaking with Dmitry’s power alone. In that case, Cairo’s flag would have been broken by Dmitry.’

A chill ran down their spines.

Dmitry’s potential was immense.

With the Noble Faction cornered, Daniel Cairo asked.

“Does this mean we will fight the Noble Faction directly?”

“That’s right. To be precise, it’s likely to be a siege. If the Noble Faction had responded to the summons normally, they would have marched straight to the capital. But because of what has happened, they will choose to defend in order to get their forces organized again. We have no reason to give them time. We must send our troops and wipe out the traitors. Only by defeating them with great power can we avoid the same mistake of tearing apart the power structure in the future.”

Everyone swallowed hard.

It was finally a full-scale war.

At the moment of the decisive battle, people waited for the order of Daniel Cairo, the decision-maker.

‘The force leading this war is not the Royal Faction, but Dmitry.’

Daniel Cairo understood the situation.

If they won this war, people would likely call Dmitry a kingmaker rather than recognizing the power of the Royal Faction.

That’s how much Roman Dmitry had created the game from beginning to end.

Instead of cleaning up the forces that had divided Cairo, Dmitry might form a force so large that it could swallow the Cairo royal family at once.

However, that didn’t mean he wanted to reject them.

‘Dmitry made a decision for Cairo. Even if Dmitry grows too big to control, we must acknowledge and accept them. In the first place, it would have been impossible without Dmitry’s help. Rather than the terrible rebel forces selling out the nation, living together with Dmitry, who at least treats me as a king, is better for Cairo. Cairo’s situation has changed. In order for the Cairo royal family not to lose its importance in the future, it is necessary to actively step forward in situations where sacrifices must be made, so that Roman Dmitry does not feel unfairly treated. We will do our best to help Dmitry.’

He made a decision.

Daniel Cairo looked around at the people and spoke in a dignified voice.

“Now, war is unavoidable. The royal family’s forces will do their best to help Roman Dmitry, and remember that the orders he gives are my will. Roman Dmitry, I give you full authority over this war.”

The gazes focused.

Roman Dmitry paid his respects as a subject to his king.

“I will obey the command.”

The first spark of war had ignited.

From now on, it was time to punish all the traitors.