The Heavenly Demon Can't Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 246

News of defeat arrived from the border.

When Marquis Belphir heard the report from his soldier, his face went dark.

“The Nokya group, led by Rodriguez, has suffered terrible losses. Rodriguez was killed by Roman Dmitry right at the start of the fight, and only a few soldiers are alive, joining the soldiers at the back.”

Marquis Belphir clicked his tongue. “Hmph, I told him not to be too eager.”

The situation was clear.

Rodriguez must have attacked without thinking, not following the plan. And Roman Dmitry never misses a chance like that.

He was like a monster who beat Barbosa in just seven moves.

Even though Rodriguez was a strong, experienced fighter, he should have been more careful when facing Roman Dmitry.

Even if Rodriguez was reckless, the Nokya group should not have been defeated so easily. *No matter what happened.*

*To destroy the Nokya with so few soldiers… Roman Dmitry is truly scary.* Belphir thought. *He makes quick decisions and acts fast. If such a monster turns against Valhalla, it will cause big problems. Definitely. We must stop Roman Dmitry before he gets back to Dmitry.*

“Order the troops for the mission,” Belphir said. “This plan is good for us. Don’t try to win quickly like Rodriguez did. Use Chronos’s power as much as possible to slowly weaken the enemy. Roman Dmitry is just a man. Even he will get tired eventually.”

“Understood.”

He gave the order.

As the soldier left, Marquis Belphir felt sure of success, even though it was a difficult task.

But then…

As time went by and more reports came in, he started to get worried.

“Marquis Belphir!” Another soldier rushed in, his face pale. “The group of fighters who attacked Roman Dmitry lost almost everyone! They were found and chased by him. The survivors said they couldn’t escape Roman Dmitry, even when they ran into the mountains!”

Another report followed quickly. “Chronos’s soldiers have been defeated. It seems Dmitry’s side had almost no losses.”

Then another, even more desperate: “Even using Valhalla’s best warriors, we have failed to stop Roman Dmitry this time! The plan to use fighters is failing completely. Our soldiers are destroyed as soon as they meet Roman Dmitry. We can’t manage things as we planned!”

Report after report kept coming.

He felt dizzy.

Even though he knew Roman Dmitry was strong, this result was unbelievable.

*Roman Dmitry… Is he really going to force his way through the border?* Belphir wondered, his mind racing.

He had thought Roman Dmitry had a hidden plan.

With Valhalla and Chronos clearly wanting to kill him, crossing the open border seemed like a very dangerous thing to do.

So, Belphir had kept watching everything around him.

He was sure he would win if he focused on stopping other enemies, not just Roman Dmitry himself. But from the beginning, anyone who met Roman Dmitry was completely destroyed.

This whole plan…

The damage was serious.

Including Barbosa and Rodriguez, six top warriors of Valhalla had already died.

This was very worrying.

With results like this, it would be hard to fix the problems even if they managed to win in the end.

“…Roman Dmitry,” Belphir muttered. “Truly a terrifying person. The power he showed against Barbosa wasn’t even his full strength. And Dmitry’s soldiers are stronger than normal soldiers. Even Chronos doesn’t have such a strong army. If we let Dmitry live like this, we are just making Dmitry even stronger, and they already have a powerful army.”

He finally understood how dangerous Roman Dmitry was.

Time was supposed to be on Valhalla’s side, but now they needed to take a risk.

In the end, Belphir knew what he had to do.

“I must see the Emperor right now,” Marquis Belphir said, frustration in his voice. He had promised to take care of it himself, but now he had to admit defeat.

The report reached the Emperor.

The Emperor of Valhalla looked down at them.

Marquis Belphir and Count Gomez stood before the Emperor, heads bowed like criminals. They couldn’t even look up.

Everything that had happened…

Marquis Belphir and Count Gomez had worked together for half a month since leaving the border, but they had failed to stop Roman Dmitry.

They knew they would be punished. It was only a matter of how badly.

Just saying “Roman Dmitry is strong” was not a good enough excuse. Valhalla was one of the two strongest countries, after all.

The Emperor of Valhalla laughed, a low, thoughtful sound.

“Roman Dmitry,” he said, a smile playing on his lips. “He’s a really interesting man. He came to Valhalla even though he knew what we wanted. Yet, he won’t agree to anything and is trying to force his way back alive. Using fighters is not working anymore. If even warriors like Rodriguez, who are so good at fighting, are beaten with one attack, it means the only way to stop him is to send Valhalla’s best warriors.”

But…

They couldn’t send more Valhalla troops.

People are watching. If they sent too many soldiers, everyone would notice something was happening at the border.

Chronos and Valhalla are different.

Chronos can do bad things openly, but Valhalla hasn’t fully controlled what people think yet.

If public opinion turns against them…

Valhalla would be in big trouble.

Maybe Roman Dmitry knew this all along.

“We can’t lose any more Valhalla soldiers,” the Emperor said firmly. “If Valhalla was the one behind this plan, I would order Roman Dmitry killed no matter what people think. But Chronos is the one leading this. They will be blamed for the failure.”

Suddenly, the Emperor’s eyes gleamed with curiosity.

The Emperor of Valhalla knew what Chronos was planning.

Chronos had been beaten by Roman Dmitry many times, starting with the big war in Cairo. So, they had made very careful plans to win this time.

For Valhalla, their part was done. Now, the Emperor just wanted to see if Roman Dmitry could completely ruin Chronos’s plan.

He was actually excited to watch.

The Emperor of Valhalla was like that. Sometimes, what he wanted was more important than what was best for Valhalla.

“Call back the troops,” he ordered. “From now on, we will just watch how the battle between Dmitry and Chronos plays out.”

“Understood.”

*Decisive blow…* Belphir thought, his anger still burning.

He still wanted to defeat Roman Dmitry.

If Roman Dmitry made even a small mistake, Belphir would try to kill him again.

Half a month had passed.

It had been a very stressful time.

Even though they rested enough while traveling, Dmitry’s soldiers looked very tired. You could see it in their faces.

“Die!” the soldier yelled.

*Thud.*

He stabbed his sword into the enemy’s heart.

The enemy trembled but kept fighting with his dagger until he fell. The soldier pushed his body against the enemy, knocking him to the ground.

Then, he stabbed again and again with his sword, wild with effort.

His face was covered in dirt and stains, marks he couldn’t recognize, mixed with fresh blood. After attacking for a while, he finally killed the enemy.

“Huff, huff,” he gasped for breath.

When he looked up, he saw many more enemies in front of him.

It seemed impossible.

Even for Dmitry’s soldiers, who had trained very hard, the long march for half a month had pushed them to their limit. But even though they were about to collapse from exhaustion, they kept fighting. They knew this would happen from the beginning.

Everyone knew this fight would be hard, maybe the hardest yet. They could see Roman Dmitry leading the charge against the enemies at the very front.

Rumble!

It was truly incredible.

Every battle.

Roman Dmitry faced the enemies’ attacks head-on, making sure most of the attacks hit him.

Even after following Roman Dmitry through countless battlefields, it was truly surprising that he remained unshaken for over half a month.

So they held on.

Because Roman Dmitry had not yet fallen.

They believed that if they trusted and followed him, they could return to Dmitry alive, just like always.

Slash!

Thwack!

Roman Dmitry cut down his opponent.

He moved quickly into the shadows, dodging all the attacks coming from all directions with simple steps.

He seemed even more dangerous.

When Roman Dmitry stepped on the ground, magic flowed from Roman Dmitry, shaking the shadows. The bodies of the enemies, who were fine just seconds before, were torn apart the instant he swung his sword.

One against many.

It was a familiar setup.

Living as Chunma Baek Jung-hyuk, there were not many favorable battles.

In situations where fatigue set in, hunger gnawed, and the mind became acutely sensitive, Roman Dmitry’s value shone brightly.

The fighting came in waves.

The shadows repeatedly struck and retreated.

The sun set.

The fight went on all night and into the morning.

It was then.

Flutter.

Clop, clop.

Far away.

A group of soldiers marched in.

Thinking that enemy reinforcements had arrived, Dmitry’s soldiers tightened their jaws.

They did not give up.

Roman Dmitry blocked their path.

Looking at his broad back, Dmitry blindly believed that they could return alive from this terrible fight, as always.

But.

People’s eyes widened.

The flag fluttering in the wind.

It was clearly the symbol of the Hector Kingdom.

“Help Dmitry and attack the enemies!”

Edwin Hector, a tall man with a determined face, rode at the front of his soldiers.

Ordering the attack with veins bulging in his neck, he unleashed mana and manifested magic.

“Fire Field.”

Whoosh.

Fwoosh!

Flames erupted.

The shadows screamed and retreated from the powerful flames that burned their surroundings. Their ability to dissipate into smoke was only absolutely powerful against physical attacks. Against magic, their bodies could not withstand it.

Roman Dmitry.

He alone maintained the delicate balance of the battle.

But with the appearance of Hector’s soldiers and Edwin Hector, everything on the battlefield changed.

“Attack!”

“Die!”

Counterattack.

Dmitry’s soldiers used every last bit of strength.

Aura swordsmen, including Chris, led the way, rushing in and slaughtering the shadows. Their bodies were at their limit.

Their bodies, badly needed rest, could not move perfectly, but Dmitry’s soldiers, who had been through many hard times, showed incredible mental strength.

They cut down the enemy.

And cut them down again.

Against the opponent’s counterattacks, they stubbornly fought back, back-to-back.

They seized the victory.

In a situation where they were pushing forward alone, the shadows had no choice but to retreat.

The enemies retreated quickly.

This victory was particularly meaningful.

Beyond simply receiving support from the Hector Kingdom, it was a battle where the shadows of the Cronos Empire had deliberately made a dangerous move.

Unlike before, the battle lasted all night.

The Cronos Empire, which had used many shadows to try and stop Roman Dmitry this time, eventually retreated without achieving their goal.

They had won.

Dmitry’s soldiers cheered.

They were gone right away, and they raised their weapons, raising their voices.

However.

The joy was short-lived.

Edwin Hector spoke directly with Roman Dmitry.

“You must return to Dmitry immediately. Dmitry has been attacked by Cronos assassins!”

It was a dark room.

A voice in the dark asked.

“If we fail to deal with Roman Dmitry this time as well, what are you planning to do? Roman Dmitry is always showing surprising moves. With the help of Valhalla and the shadows of Cronos, in a situation where victory is certain, Roman Dmitry may defeat them and return alive.”

The events so far.

Roman Dmitry’s actions didn’t make sense.

To the question pointing out that something bad might happen, the being on the opposite side said.

“The reason Cronos is strong is because it is a ‘Empire’ that has formed a huge group. Roman Dmitry is, after all, only from a small country. Eliminating Roman Dmitry by mobilizing Valhalla will be our top priority. We will also have a plan that makes sure nothing goes wrong. The unpredictable thing is Roman Dmitry. Dmitry will be weak without him.”

The goal was not just one.

Roman Dmitry and.

Dmitry itself.

The being in the darkness smirked.

“Those who defied Cronos will surely be punished.”

A few days ago.

When Roman Dmitry crossed the border.

Dmitry faced a danger without Roman Dmitry.