The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 305

The battle with Sheffir.

Roman faced Sheffir, his eyes sharp. He watched the magic flow around Sheffir like a river of light. *This is not normal,* Roman thought. *He’s not like other wizards.*

“He’s different from ordinary wizards. His magic starts in his stomach area and creates explosive power in his head area,” Roman observed.

It was odd.

People believe wizards make magic in their hearts. Magic power comes from there, everyone says so.

But Sheffir was different. His magic traveled from his stomach area up to his head area. It was like it mixed with the air itself, becoming much stronger as it exploded outwards.

Roman pushed aside his first thoughts.

Instead of rejecting it just because it was different, he thought about why Sheffir did it that way.

‘Sheffir is a very powerful, 8th stage wizard. People knew that the 8th stage existed, but Sheffir is the only one who has proven that he has actually reached it. Maybe the other wizards didn’t know how to get to the 8th stage. They were ready, but they didn’t know how to use the head area,’ Roman thought.

It was just an idea.

It wasn’t a proven fact, but if he thought the head area was the key to the 8th stage, it made sense.

If so.

The head area was the key to a big change in magic.

Those who trained the head area would find the path to the 8th stage, and even wizards below that level would likely become stronger by training their head area.

It was an idea that Roman could try.

The people of the Salamander Continent didn’t even know about this concept, but the Murim of the Central Plains had divided it and learned how to train each area after many tries.

The Twofold Divinity.

It was a way to train the head area.

Once, when Baek Jong-hyuk was studying martial arts, he created a new Twofold Divinity based on the Wudang’s Twofold Divinity.

Training of the mind.

When training the Twofold Divinity, the brain grows stronger than normal, but for those who train the lower area, the magic power scatters through the top of the head because the head area opens up.

It wasn’t very useful.

It wasn’t a very useful training for fighters, but if training the head area was the key to reaching the 8th stage, there was no better way for wizards than the Twofold Divinity.

Therefore.

After returning to Dmitry, he called Felix.

He told him what he had been thinking and about the Twofold Divinity. A few days later, Felix rushed in, eyes wide with shock.

“My Lord,” Felix gasped, “What is this technique?”

It was certain.

The Twofold Divinity was a big change for magic.

The past month.

The wizards of Phoenix managed to use magic in their head area.

It wasn’t perfect yet, but the head area, trained with the Twofold Divinity, clearly worked.

Nox.

He was a perfect example.

The magic that exploded through his head area after passing through his stomach area was more destructive than before, and he could use magic incredibly fast because his brain was stronger.

This was why Edwin Hector thought he was ‘skipping casting.’

He used magic two or three times faster than normal, so even though they were at the same level, there was no way to stop Nox’s magic.

His defeat.

It was natural.

Edwin Hector couldn’t have imagined that the magic revolution had already begun.

“I’ll ask you one more time. Why should I tell Hector the secret of the head area?” Roman asked.

It was a clear no.

Edwin Hector felt trapped.

Like Roman Dmitry said.

There was no reason for Dmitry to share the secret of the head area.

He shared the concept through the swordsmanship presentation, but that doesn’t mean Dmitry is a fool who gives away everything.

The swordsmanship presentation had a clear goal.

When Dmitry defeated the Kronos Empire, he stole Alexandr’s reputation by changing the definition of aura.

It caused a big effect.

Even though other countries didn’t change much just by learning about it, Roman Dmitry built a foundation to become an empire with just one presentation.

But.

The head area is different.

Even if they are allies, the benefits of sharing the head area aren’t that great.

Think about it.

If they use the ‘secret of the head area’ as bait to merge other magic towers, wizards who want to develop their brains will have to join Dmitry.

But to share that with Hector, and the Magic Tower of the Sky? They don’t need to cause a magic revolution anymore, unlike the swordsmanship revolution.

It was bitter.

There was no way to convince him.

‘The Phoenix Magic Tower is already building a system using the secret of the head area. If they take the lead, we might have a chance someday. But if the Kronos Empire starts a war before that, the Hector Kingdom will have to stand by and watch, like before,’ Edwin thought.

They don’t want to stand by and watch.

They can only watch because they have no power, and the people of Hector will suffer for no reason.

He clenched his fist.

He is a reasonable person.

He wasn’t the type to use emotions, but this time, even if it was sad, he wanted to grab the only chance he had.

It was then.

“There is no reason for Dmitry to share the secret of the head area. But if the Hector Kingdom promises to be loyal. Dmitry will take responsibility for Hector’s future, guaranteeing Hector’s freedom,” Roman said.

Edwin Hector’s head snapped up. His eyes widened, hope flickering in them.

Edwin Hector.

He was special.

He was the first enemy Roman Dmitry defeated, but he knew his worth from the start.

Surprise attack.

Smart thinking.

And his magic skills.

Edwin Hector could have become even greater if he wasn’t from a weak country.

The same was true of his fight with Nox.

Edwin Hector felt trapped because he had been defeated, but the quick thinking he showed, even though Nox was much stronger, proved what kind of person he was.

Battlefield.

Edwin Hector was a commander who fought on the front lines.

He lived a hard life, risking his life with his soldiers and learning the ways of a war mage.

He liked it.

That’s why he agreed to the alliance.

‘Magic and swordsmanship are different. I can handle swordsmanship, but it’s arrogant to control what I don’t know. If I’m missing something. Accepting people who can make up for it will guide Dmitry in the right direction,’ Roman thought.

Cheonma Baek Jong-hyuk.

His strength was more than just force.

The missing parts are.

Roman Dmitry needed people. Count Fabius, who had seemed like a sneaky traitor, had already joined Dmitry. Dmitry had accepted Fabius, even though he was a strange character, because of his strong political skills. Now, Edwin Hector was doing the same.

Felix from the Phoenix Magic Tower was helping with magic. But Felix alone couldn’t manage all the magic needed. Dmitry realized he needed more people. He needed someone reliable to help Felix and bring back the magic revolution that started with the Yangi Divine Art.

Edwin Hector was the person Dmitry wanted. Dmitry saw him as a brilliant, rough diamond. As Edwin Hector looked at Roman Dmitry, Dmitry saw doubt in his eyes.

Dmitry said, “Choose now. Promise to follow me, and I will give you a new future.”

Master and servant. This was a surprise. Edwin Hector had never even thought about it. It was not like an alliance. An alliance meant being equals with Dmitry. But if he accepted Dmitry’s offer, everything would change. Dmitry would speak to him casually, and he would have to speak respectfully to Dmitry. Dmitry was asking the Hector Kingdom to support Dmitry, even though Dmitry was only the leader of a small principality.

At first, Edwin Hector was shocked. But surprisingly, the idea of being a servant to Dmitry didn’t feel bad.

Edwin Hector thought, “What have I been living for?” He was the prince, the future king. People thought his life was amazing. They imagined a prince living in a palace, rich and honored, telling servants what to do. But Edwin Hector’s life was not like that at all.

From childhood until he became famous as the ‘Star of Hector,’ he had to suffer through many hidden hardships. He never had a single easy day. Even when the Cronos Empire wasn’t causing problems with the crops, Hector was not a wealthy or happy kingdom.

So, Edwin Hector had to do all the work because his father was not capable. He dealt with piles of paperwork, and in his spare time, he studied magic and lived up to his name as the Star of Hector. Why was he living like this?

Even now, Edwin Hector was looking for Roman Dmitry to get revenge on Cronos.

“Being born a prince of Hector, I never had time to dream for myself. I used to think my life was unfair. But now, making Hector safe and peaceful is all that matters to me. That’s enough. I don’t want to be king or live in luxury and glory. I just want Hector to find peace after all this hardship by defeating the Cronos Empire.”

Yes, his life was sad. Edwin Hector had become someone who couldn’t live for himself. So, was there any reason *not* to become Dmitry’s servant? Hector didn’t want great power. Unlike Cronos and Valhalla, who seemed to want to take over the whole continent, Hector wanted something different.

He just wanted peace for Hector. He wanted the people of Hector to wake up each morning without fear and have enough food to eat. Hector never wanted to fight for power with strong countries. As long as they didn’t try to take what little Hector had, their goals were completely different.

He imagined the future. If Roman Dmitry conquered the continent, would Hector, who was standing by Dmitry’s side, truly be happy?

“Yes, they will be happy,” he thought. “Dmitry doesn’t hurt the people who follow him.”

Rumors were spreading across the border. People had heard that Henderson had started something like a ‘rewards for good citizens’ system before he died. They were starting to envy Dmitry’s land. ‘How wonderful would it be to live in a country protected by Dmitry?’ they wondered. ‘What would it be like to have so much power and wealth that you could give so much to others?’ Watching Dmitry, Edwin Hector realized he had been wanting to join Roman Dmitry for a while now, without even knowing it.

So, the idea of being a servant to Roman Dmitry didn’t seem bad at all. Dmitry had seen his worth and offered him help. Edwin Hector started to dream of a future with Dmitry. He became sure. Even if he could never be as powerful as Roman Dmitry, the people of Hector would be happy.

“I will follow you,” Edwin Hector said, his voice quiet at first. He looked up at Roman Dmitry and repeated, louder this time, “If you promise to protect Hector’s future, I will give you my loyalty, Roman Dmitry.”

That day, it seemed like Dmitry had gained the Hector Kingdom. But really, he had gained Edwin Hector himself.

It had been a busy day. In the morning, his meeting with Hoffman had gone badly, and the deal with the Golden Bank had fallen apart. But by noon, he had gained the Hector Kingdom and Edwin Hector. Edwin Hector knelt down to show his loyalty.

Even though some people might still doubt it, Roman Dmitry was giving Hector money to become stable and sharing the secrets of the ‘Yangi Divine Art’. Edwin Hector was amazed by Dmitry’s complete trust in him. He wanted to ask if Dmitry wasn’t worried about being betrayed. But he had heard that everyone who followed Dmitry felt this same trust. It was Dmitry’s way. He believed that if you trust people first, they will trust you back. So, Roman Dmitry showed trust first to build strong relationships.

He wasn’t worried about betrayal. Like with the spies who followed him, Dmitry didn’t just trust people blindly. He trusted his own skills and judgment. This wasn’t just being arrogant. It was confidence based on real ability.

The sun was going down. As it got darker, Dmitry was told another guest had arrived unexpectedly. This guest asked to speak to Roman Dmitry alone. When they finally met, the guest rushed out his words, his face red with impatience.

“No, I tried to wait, because I thought I would seem weird, but when are you going to make a new sword?” It was Marquis Valentino. He had waited as long as he could.