The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 296

Where Roman Dmitry had just been, Baron Conrad mumbled, his face completely shocked.

“…to build a new future by showing it to everyone.”

It was a crazy idea.

Even a small step like this could be called a revolution. But Roman Dmitry was giving away what he had without hesitation.

Not for some strange reason like helping all people.

Showing this would only make him stronger, and he seemed completely sure of it.

It was unbelievable.

Roman Dmitry’s confidence, his almost arrogant attitude, confused Baron Conrad.

What if, when the fight between the Northeast Alliance and Dmitry was at its worst, he had made Roman Dmitry angry? What would have happened?

Baron Conrad was sure he would be dead now.

Roman Dmitry let him live because he wanted the power of Dmitry. But if Baron Conrad had even slightly opposed him, Roman Dmitry would have destroyed him without mercy.

A cold feeling went down his back. Facing the truth that Roman Dmitry was too strong for the border lords to control, Baron Conrad could not speak.

Just then, Baron Lawrence spoke.

“…We must accept the truth now. The person we serve is not someone who can be limited to the small area of the Northeast.”

He remembered past events.

Roman Dmitry.

When they first met, after Roman Dmitry had defeated Blood Fang, he confidently said his actions were right.

From that moment, Baron Lawrence started to realize something.

Roman Dmitry was not the fool of Dmitry that people talked about. He was someone who was already fully formed in his mind.

At that time, Baron Lawrence didn’t know it was the quality of a great ruler, but now he understood what kind of person Roman Dmitry was.

“Our lord said he will announce a way to use aura, inner energy, through the ‘dantian’ point in the body, during the sword demonstration. There will probably be a huge reaction. A revolution in swordsmanship will happen. People who learn this method, which only Dmitry knew before, will improve very quickly. But we don’t need to worry about the changes this will cause. Even if they become strong, those who only know the basics cannot catch up to our lord. No. They cannot even catch up to Dmitry’s soldiers who are taught by our lord.”

He said firmly, because he followed Roman Dmitry and watched everything that happened.

Even if people understood the idea of the dantian, it was almost impossible to close the skill gap.

It was different from Alexander.

Alexander was just the first person to discover it, not known as the best swordsman.

But Roman Dmitry had reached a level that others could not reach. And those who were taught by him showed more and more respect for Roman Dmitry as time went on.

The more they learned, the more they realized that the level Roman Dmitry had reached was impossible for normal people to reach.

Therefore,

“We are part of history now. Future generations will write about the day our lord changed how people understand aura. And like Alexander, the changes our lord brings will make Dmitry strong again. Remember this everyone. To survive as part of Dmitry in the future, we too must have skills that will be remembered in history.”

He said these words calmly.

As he said, the nobles of Dmitry would surely be destroyed in this competitive world if they only had the power of a small duchy.

A few days later, Dmitry was very busy.

On the day of the sword demonstration that Roman Dmitry announced, Dmitry was crowded with people who had come from far away.

In the Grand Hall.

People sat down in their seats.

King Umberto, who used to be Duke Drake, sitting in the front row, spoke.

“I just can’t understand what Roman Dmitry is thinking. Changing how people understand aura? If he has created a much better technique than what exists now, why would he invite even the Chronos Empire to announce it? I really doubt his reasons.”

It was a normal reaction.

When aura was first discovered, only the Chronos Empire had the power of aura.

The Chronos Empire became very powerful because they were the first to have it. As time passed, information about aura naturally spread across the land.

For most people, it was normal to keep new technology secret for as long as possible.

There was no reason to have a sword demonstration, especially inviting enemy countries like this.

At the very back, were guests from Chronos and Valhalla.

They came to this presentation, even though they were given seats in the back, not the best seats.

Edwin Hector said,

“Normally, it’s natural to doubt why someone would do this presentation. But if it’s Roman Dmitry… The person I know might think that the ‘new system’ everyone is talking about is something he can just show to everyone.”

“…What does that mean?”

“When I first met Roman Dmitry on the Southern Front, he never gave up. He fought Hector’s soldiers directly and won in every fight. In the end, as you know, we had to admit defeat. That is what makes Roman Dmitry who he is. He is someone born to be a great ruler. If he gets the same fame as Alexander, who was known as the first discoverer, through this presentation, then from now on, people will say Dmitry is the land that created the person who changed aura, not just a place ‘from the Cairo borderlands.'”

The situation had changed.

Dmitry, in the northeastern borderlands.

A dry land next to endless mountains.

People used to ignore people from Dmitry. But now, Dmitry would get the title of first discoverer, like Alexander.

This means a new beginning is made.

Dmitry itself becomes important.

“Actually, I am afraid of this situation. Even if he shows information that people don’t even believe exists, it must be because Roman Dmitry decided there would be no problem. Just like Chronos became much stronger than other countries because of aura. Dmitry may have already become that much stronger.”

Everyone became quiet.

Even though they were allies, Dmitry’s actions filled them with awe.

Just then.

The noise around them quietened down.

Finally, the time Roman Dmitry had announced arrived.

Behind the stage, Roman Dmitry thought about one person.

His name was Namgung Jincheon.

Namgung Jincheon, who was considered the most talented person in the history of the Namgung Clan, came to Baek Jung-hyuk one day and said in a sad and hopeless voice.

“Why? Why did you show everyone the martial arts of the Demonic Cult!”

The orthodox martial arts world was falling apart.

Namgung Jincheon saw this happen.

Baek Jung-hyuk broke the sword of the Namgung Clan, which Namgung Jincheon believed was the best. Namgung Jincheon never forgot the image Baek Jung-hyuk showed that day.

From that day on, Namgung Jincheon secretly learned the martial arts that the Demonic Cult had revealed.

Like the saying goes, “Know your enemy and know yourself, and you will win every battle.” He wanted to fully understand the Demonic Cult. At the same time, he thought that by learning the Demonic Cult’s martial arts, which were the basis of the Heavenly Demon Baek Jung-hyuk’s power, he might become as strong as him.

One year, two years.

Time passed.

After ten years, Namgung Jincheon realized something.

“People say the Demonic Cult’s fighting style isn’t that special. But Baek Jung-hyuk? He was something else.”

The more I studied the demonic arts, the more hopeless I felt.

Baek Jung-hyuk’s fighting skill was amazing. Even when he was at the same level as other fighters, his power to destroy things was impossible to understand. No one in the Demonic Cult’s history was like him.

It was like this: many past leaders of the Demonic Cult were very wise and reached the highest levels of understanding. But Baek Jung-hyuk was the only one who truly ruled the fighting world. His power just didn’t make sense.

And, I realized.

Even I, who am called the greatest talent, even if I trained for hundreds of years, I would not dare to set foot in the realm that Baek Jung-hyuk had reached.

So, I sought out Baek Jung-hyuk.

With a completely broken expression, I looked at Baek Jung-hyuk and cried out.

“You are not human. Even after ten years of struggling and learning demonic arts, I couldn’t even catch up to your toes. Why? Why did you reveal the martial arts of the Demonic Cult? Did you want beings like me to realize the difference between us and despair?”

At those words, Baek Jung-hyuk looked down at him.

“Yes. I wanted that.”

“……!”

“The history of defeat is fleeting. Those who do not remember that day will forget what happened in the past and dislike the Cheonma Divine Cult. So, I revealed the martial arts of the Demonic Cult. I wanted beings like you to study the martial arts of the Demonic Cult and realize how great our achievements were. Only then will the fear, deeply ingrained in your bones, control yourselves without us needing to.”

I was astonished.

Study, experience, and look up to us.

It was arrogant to the point of being appalling.

But even after hearing those words, Namgung Jincheon could not deny Cheonma Baek Jung-hyuk’s words in the slightest.

The miserable reality had to be acknowledged.

Now, after neglecting the martial arts of the traditional groups and investing ten years, Baek Jung-hyuk looked more terrifying than he did during the terrible disaster.

Baek Jung-hyuk said.

“Remember that despair. I, Baek Jung-hyuk, can smile and offer my neck at any time if someone stronger than me appears. But if you are not confident in overcoming that despair, kneel, bow your head, and accept the fact that the Cheonma Divine Cult, and which means also I, Cheonma Baek Jung-hyuk, exist in the world of fighters.”

Baek Jung-hyuk’s words were right.

From then until his death, not a single rebellion was attempted in the world of fighters.

I moved onto the stage.

All eyes in the room snapped to the stage, like metal drawn to a magnet.

They were even careful to breathe, anticipating what would happen next.

Finally, Roman Dmitry opened his mouth, looking at them.

“Alexandre. His method is wrong.”

Roman Dmitry’s first words hit the air like a thunderclap, silencing the hushed anticipation.

Instead of implying that there are different methods, he captivated people at once by making a definitive statement.

“Alexandre says that he can create a powerful ‘aura’ by letting mana explode, using that explosive force. But this is a very inefficient method. The explosion that Alexandre speaks of means unorganized recklessness, and it is natural that recklessness is not efficient. So why haven’t you questioned Alexandre’s method? Is it because he is the first to try it? Because it is a system that everyone follows like a truth? No matter why, you’ve missed something really simple.”

Alexandre. I didn’t know his identity.

But if he were a fighter, he would not have developed his fighting style by focusing only on the keyword ‘eruption.’

Therefore, he was stupid, trivial and pathetic.

Towards Alexandre, who might be watching himself from this spot, he frankly revealed his feelings.

“Magic has circles. Mana is gathered in the circle and refined to be shown as magic. Aura and magic are not different. If magic is a way to unleash power that goes beyond human limits based on mana, then why haven’t you thought of storing mana in a space like a ‘circle’ in the process of showing aura? If aura swordsmen also secure a mana storage space, they can carefully use mana depending on the situation, rather than simply expressing aura through the method of eruption.”

He criticized. He belittled. He looked down on Alexandre, who did not recognize the obviously good example of the magic circle.

“What you will see from now on is a method that uses the inner energy center, which is a storage space like a circle, rather than a wild explosion.”

A soft light began to glow around Roman Dmitry’s sword, like moonlight on water.

It wasn’t the fiery, explosive aura everyone expected, but something calmer, deeper, like a hidden power waiting to be unleashed.

I heard rumors about Dmitry’s soldiers. They are said to use a quiet aura.

Even without being passionate and boiling, their aura is said to possess the destructive power to cut down enemies in their path.

People’s eyes wavered.

Roman Dmitry’s aura. Its specialness was known from the beginning.

But explaining the system of aura and directly showing it was a shocking sight that was not easily accepted.

I moved my feet. Steel. It was an obstacle prepared in advance.

Roman Dmitry lightly cut through the steel without any particular explosion.

Scratch.

Clang!

The steel was cut off.

In a situation that clearly showed the destructive power of aura, some people covered their mouths.

According to Alexandre’s teachings, destructive power without explosive force did not exist.

However, Roman Dmitry, as if proving that Alexandre’s method was wrong from the beginning, cut the steel like tofu in front of everyone.

And then,

“Just as the method of erupting mana from a storage space is called magic, I collectively call the method of erupting mana from the inner energy center ‘martial arts.’ That is what I want to show you through this presentation.”

Flash.

Rumble!

He swung his sword once more.

The power shown according to the system, Roman Dmitry’s swordsmanship, which he expressed as martial arts, shattered the steel into dozens of pieces.

At that moment, people were convinced.

They are now, just as Alexandre was recorded in history for inventing aura, they were present at a moment that would remain in history.