The Heavenly Demon Can't Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 225

Finding the prince was easy.

As usual, the prince was staying in the separate palace. Sadly, Count London told the prince the truth.

“Just now, His Majesty the King has passed away.”

The last heir of Redford is gone.

Charles Redford spoke calmly.

“I see.”

“…Did you perhaps already know?”

“My father came to me and told me the truth. He told me why I had been living a life of pleasure, and that the royal family had to take responsibility before Redford fell into the abyss. He hinted at it, but in the end, it meant that both my father and I had to die for this country to survive.”

He drank his tea.

Enjoying the sweet smell, Charles Redford looked at Count London, whose face showed shock.

“Don’t look so shocked, Count London. Even if my father hadn’t told me, I already knew his secret. The deaths of my brother and younger brother were not normal. Seeing my father, who looked at me with pity, drinking alcohol and being with women, I was sure that there was a plan in the events happening in Redford. And I was right. I watched what was happening and found out that the servants were adding something to the food I ate. It had detoxification properties, so I knew that my father had been acting against his will to save my life.”

“Why didn’t you say anything even though you knew the truth?”

“Because saying it wouldn’t change anything, Count London. Evil powers are at work, killing the heirs to the royal family and threatening my father with my life. What should we do? He is poisoned with a poison with no cure, so his son’s life is at stake. Is it right to ask you to ignore my life of pleasure?”

Even if he told the truth, there was no way to solve the problem.

The moment the wizards said it was a poison that could not be cured, Charles Redford was already going to die.

Even knowing that, the King couldn’t let go of his lifeline.

Having already lost two children, he couldn’t lose his last remaining child.

Count London said.

“…Your Highness told me to lead a rebellion. Even knowing the truth, you wanted me to do that?”

“Wasn’t it going to happen anyway? My father can’t give up my life, and I don’t have the courage to hurt my father. If so, the only way for Redford to survive is for my father and I to die. That’s why I asked you to start a rebellion. Simply leaving the throne cannot solve the country’s problems. Power must be completely given to the right person, and if the royal family survives, it will be a problem, so I wanted Count London to take up the sword. Count London is the right person to be king of Redford. Knowing how much you have done for Redford, if you are ready to make a decision, I was willing to be the reason for you.”

To bring the King down from the throne.

If Charles Redford died from the poison, Count London would become the prince.

It was the prince’s plan.

Even knowing the truth, even facing death, he risked his life for Redford.

“But my father made a decision first. When he told me the truth, he tried to be as calm as possible when he said his son would die. I looked at my father and pretended that I didn’t know the truth. That way, my father would be able to end his life a little more comfortably.”

Charles Redford.

People thought he was not good enough to be king.

He was not born with the ability to rule others, but he accepted his fate as a member of the royal family.

Maybe, he may have been a good person to be king.

If he had gained experience and time in a normal situation, Charles Redford would have become king and grown into a good king.

But that was not the case.

These were not peaceful times to wait for someone young to become ready. The heir to the royal family decided to accept his own death.

Count London bowed his head.

He couldn’t look at the prince.

Thinking about the secret burden he had taken on, just as he had taken on the burden of the kingdom, he felt emotional.

Charles Redford spoke, his voice softer now. “Count London,” he said, “there’s one last thing I ask. Please, don’t let our deaths be for nothing. Rebuild Redford. Get revenge on the evil people who ruined our kingdom.” He looked at Count London, a faint smile touching his lips. “Promise me that, and I can die in peace.”

Count London’s head was bowed, his eyes hidden. He couldn’t speak. Words felt useless, empty. Instead, he just nodded, a slow, deep nod that promised everything. He nodded again, and again, his heart too full for words.

Ten days later, Charles Redford closed his eyes.

The poison made him shake like a drug addict, and he died with a weak face, not like his noble look.

At the last moment, he showed a desire to live.

If he hadn’t been a prince, he would have had a chance to live, but he closed his mouth tightly for the sake of the people who would live on.

If he left any regrets, he knew that it would hurt Count London.

It was a gloomy day.

On a day when dark clouds gathered and rain drizzled, a funeral was held publicly on Count London’s orders.

The flames roared upwards, a hungry red against the grey rain, crackling and spitting as they consumed the wood.

Two bodies were lying in the center of the high-stacked wood, and the flames, which were caused by magic, rose red even in the rain, burning the surroundings.

Many people watched.

People were lined up behind Count London, and they forgot their past mistakes and showed respect for the royal family.

The King and the Prince.

The cause of death was publicly announced.

The King took his own life to avoid giving in to threats, and the Prince died due to the evil plots of bad people.

The people of Redford had hated the Redford King.

The crime of ruining the country deserved to be punished, but the past story caused the anger to spread towards the ‘evil people’.

It was Count London’s plan.

In order to revive a country whose foundations were shaking, there needed to be someone everyone could hate together.

To ruin the country, to drive the royal family to death, and to cause riots through Jacqueline.

As the word spread that it was the Chronos Empire, people were very angry.

‘…Your Majesty the King. Prince Charles.’

Count London looked at the flames with sad eyes.

In the end, Redford each had their own story.

The King had his own story, the Prince had his own story, he had his own story, and Jacqueline also had her own story.

If they had been a little more honest with each other, there would have been a chance to solve the problems, but wrong choices were repeated, creating the current Redford.

Once upon a time, Count London was absorbed in his own story.

He thought he was carrying the burden of the kingdom even while being called a traitor, but just as Jacqueline attacked him according to the truth she saw, he also attacked the royal palace without knowing the truth of the king.

The King’s cruel deeds were not false.

But the fact that he only knew the truth after the King chose death remained in his heart.

‘Redford will not fall like this. I will always doubt the truth, listen to the people, and create a country that will not fall even when evil forces like the Chronos Empire try to destroy it. And I will get revenge.’

He gritted his teeth.

In the flames that were all burned and emitting smoke, Count London turned around and said to the royal knight commander who was now following him.

“The coronation ceremony will be held in a few days. Choose a place and tell the people.”

“I understand.”

Leaving death behind, from now on, it was time to live.

Usually, a government that takes power by rebellion is not welcomed by the people.

However, Count London was different.

The royal line was cut off with the deaths of the King and the Prince, and people chose Count London as the new King.

It was not a throne taken by rebellion.

Count London had led troops to find the King, but because the people of the royal palace kept quiet, the general public did not resist Count London becoming king.

Instead, they were excited.

Who is Count London?

He is a person who has worked hard for Redford without anyone knowing.

The years of being called a traitor remained as guilt, so the people were even more excited about Count London.

“Your Majesty the King! Congratulations!”

“Woooaaah!”

“Redford! Redford!”

In front of the royal palace, people gathered together.

At the ceremony announcing the new King, they shouted loudly.

Count London, now called the Redford King, looked around at the people.

‘These are the people I will rule from now on.’

Ten days ago, after finishing everything, Roman Dmitry said this last thing before leaving Redford.

“Count London. Now that the truth has been revealed, people will cheer for you. As if they never called him a traitor. They will be blindly loyal. Do not think too much about such changes. The people who called him a traitor, the people who respect him, and even the people who rioted, they are all just people of Redford. What they do depends on how Count London rules from now on. In fact, it might be because the leader did not create an environment where they could hear or see the truth. Keep that in mind.”

Roman Dmitry’s words, he remembered them deeply.

The Redford King raised his hand high, forgetting the past.

Cheers that burst out like an explosion, Redford will never repeat the past mistakes.

At that time when Redford was changing, Roman Dmitry returned to Dmitry.

‘If the Redford Kingdom becomes stable with Count London, Dmitry will have a strong ally.’

Count London said that he would rebuild the country.

And if they fight against the Chronos Empire in the future, they will do their best to get revenge.

It was not a bad result.

The kingdom alliance, which was about to fall apart, became stable again, and Redford treated Dmitry not as an ally but as someone who had helped them a lot.

He sorted out his thoughts on Redford.

From now on, it is their job. The most important thing in the future was for Dmitry to have the power to not be shaken by the storm.

After a few days of rest, Roman Dmitry called Chris.

“Chris, we must leave for the Valhalla Empire soon. We cannot bring all the troops with us. In Valhalla, and in Dmitry, we don’t know what will happen, so soldiers need to train for fighting on their own in case anything happens. So, I will cancel all trips and meetings and start special training for the soldiers.”

“Is there anything else you want to say?”

“No. But tell them to rest enough while preparing for training because it will be hard.”

“I understand.”

Chris nodded.

Until now, Dmitry’s training has always been hard.

However, Roman Dmitry said the word hard for the first time, and Chris muttered as he came out.

“…This is a big deal.”

Not Cairo, even the man now called the flash of Dmitry, felt worried about the training.

That’s how time passed, and soon, the deadline Valhalla had mentioned was just around the corner.