The Heavenly Demon Can't Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 314

Chris felt that familiar tension in the air. He saw Kevin staring at him, and the tension clicked into place. It was the same look Kevin had given him years ago.

“It was the same back then. You always looked at me as a rival, unlike the others,” Chris recalled.

This duel with Kevin wasn’t the first.

In the beginning, when Chris pledged loyalty to Roman Dmitry, he felt dissatisfied because he wasn’t getting proper guidance, which was not what he expected.

So, Chris questioned Roman Dmitry, almost demanding answers. When Chris asked what he could learn just by watching, Roman Dmitry surprisingly suggested a duel with Kevin.

Back then, Kevin was badly beaten.

Even covered in blood, Kevin looked at Chris and said:

“Let’s finish this.”

Chris thought Kevin was acting presumptuously and didn’t know his place.

Later, Chris found out that Roman Dmitry had helped Kevin with telepathy, but he couldn’t forget Kevin’s intense gaze, as if he truly believed he could win.

After that day, Kevin always followed Chris’s orders without question. He showed respect, never arguing back.

However, when Chris occasionally met Kevin’s eyes, he felt that same strong desire from before.

It was a mix of emotions: jealousy, inferiority, and competitiveness.

Whatever the reason, Kevin saw Chris as someone he had to overcome someday. He was different from the others.

Since Chris oversaw the training when Roman Dmitry was away, most people saw Chris as untouchable.

Kevin was also training hard. But even then, when Chris showed his authority, Kevin’s strong desire to challenge him was clear.

Chris knew the truth. He understood the look in Kevin’s eyes, his attitude, his tone, everything.

Kevin openly showed his feelings, but Chris never acknowledged them.

“I knew from the beginning how you felt about me,” Chris said. “But do you know why I didn’t react? Because it was pathetic. It’s like a child rushing at an adult – the adult doesn’t even notice them. That’s how I see you, Kevin. To me, Kevin, the swordsman known as the demon of Dmitry, is just an insignificant child, no more threatening than when I first met him.”

Chris raised his sword.

Kevin’s face twisted in anger at Chris’s obvious display of superiority as the First No-Name.

“Kevin, I have bigger things to worry about,” Chris continued. “My goals are too high for someone like you to stop me.”

A wave of blue aura burst from Chris’s sword.

He was serious, intending to prove his position to the one who wanted to take his place.

“So, from now on, give it your all,” Chris said. “I will prove to you with my skills that nothing has changed.”

Roman Dmitry stepped back, as if to say that no response was needed.

Kevin quickly closed the distance.

Kevin moved like lightning. He rushed forward, a nimble beast unleashed, and Chris extended his sword.

‘Flash of Lightning.’

Chris had no intention of holding back. His attack instantly broke through the space, making it seem like Kevin’s face would be blown away.

But Kevin dodged it. As if he had predicted the attack, he let it pass by a hair’s breadth. Then, he exploded his aura and lunged into Chris’s arms.

Just avoiding the Flash of Lightning was a great achievement. The Kevin that Chris first met couldn’t even react, but the current Kevin was much stronger.

However, Chris had also improved. Chris’s sword twisted strangely and aimed for Kevin’s neck like a snake.

Flash of Lightning and Jonathan’s Secret Technique – a technique to change direction.

Just when Chris thought it would work, Kevin’s eyes turned red, and he suddenly twisted his body in a shocking move.

Rotating his body at the same speed he was rushing in, the sword that was about to bite his neck only brushed past an afterimage.

It didn’t even graze him. It was a perfect dodge, and as soon as his feet touched the ground, a tremendous explosion occurred.

Mana surged as Kevin, right in front of Chris, immediately pressed his attack, giving him no openings.

Swords clashed fiercely. When Chris blocked the attack aimed at his head, Kevin dug in sideways, attacking his side. Chris quickly recovered his sword and blocked that attack, then tried to cut off Kevin’s head.

Kevin dodged by tilting his body back, then bounced back like a spring, this time aiming for Chris’s heart.

It was a constant exchange of attacks and retreats. They pushed forward aggressively, trying to tear each other apart.

Chris’s aura split the space, creating a chilling sound that seemed to tear flesh just by touching it. But Kevin didn’t hesitate to jump into the space rippling with aura.

They collided again and again. Since both used aura based on martial arts, Chris, with his stronger aura, had the advantage in power.

But Kevin endured the pain and smiled with blood in his mouth. His eyes flashed.

This time, he avoided Chris’s attack and sprayed aura towards Chris’s face.

As expected, Chris reacted quickly. As soon as he blocked the attack, Kevin dug into Chris’s blind spot, attacking his openings.

He aimed for the head, then the lower body, then the back, then the solar plexus. He showed his sharp teeth, trying to capture any slight gap, circling Chris like a beast.

It was fast and threatening. Chris’s counterattack aimed for Kevin’s life, but Kevin reacted as if he knew it was coming.

Then, another flash of lightning. Kevin quickly stepped back, not confident in enduring Chris’s attack head-on this time.

“I admit it. You have definitely changed from before,” Chris said, pushing through the aura.

With a fierce face, he looked genuinely angry.

“But that’s all.”

Chris had not yet used his full power.

His skin tingled.

Facing Chris, Kevin’s instincts screamed a warning about just how dangerous his opponent was.

However, backing down was impossible.

Kevin had worked tirelessly for this day.

‘I know Chris better than Chris himself does.’

In the time leading up to this fight, he had constantly watched Chris, searching for any advantage.

He studied Chris’s sword skills, his fighting habits, and even small, unique movements. Kevin practiced fighting Chris in his mind, imagining every possible move.

Because of all that practice, he managed to dodge the first attack.

Even though the ‘Lightning Flash’ was said to be too fast to see, Kevin twisted his body. He recognized the muscle movements and stance that were unique to that attack.

It was a hair’s breadth.

If he hadn’t trained so hard, the first attack could have taken his head clean off.

The next moments were much the same.

Using what he had learned from his studies, Kevin attacked Chris aggressively.

His grip tightened on his sword.

He saw Chris walking towards him.

Chris’s unwavering calm and those intense crimson eyes began to push Kevin to the edge of fury.

“Don’t be so cocky, you bastard.”

With a sharp push, he launched himself forward.

Rumble!

Instantly closing the distance, he aimed for Chris’s head.

Clang-

The attack was blocked.

Chris immediately attempted a counterattack, and the movement of his muscles clearly telegraphed his intention.

‘His right arm.’

His senses were incredibly sharp.

It wasn’t just muscle movement; Kevin could see the smallest signs, putting them together to understand Chris’s next move.

This incredible perception was thanks to the Ghoul Demonic Art, which made his senses extraordinarily sensitive.

Kevin tried to block Chris’s strike and launch his own attack, but then his eyes widened as a burning pain shot through his right arm.

Splash-

Blood splattered.

Despite anticipating the attack, Chris’s sword still grazed his right arm.

‘Shoulder.’

This time, the attack targeted his shoulder. Chris, having raised his sword high,…

Chris, who had raised his sword high, attempted a follow-up attack by bringing the sword down.

However, the same thing happened again.

He saw the attack coming and reacted, but even as he moved, the sword sliced into his shoulder, and his face twisted in pain.

Scratch.

Pain flared.

He was fast.

Chris hadn’t been bluffing when he said he wasn’t fighting at full strength. His speed was overwhelming, so fast that Kevin couldn’t even react in time.

A thrill shot through him. This was Dimitri’s second-in-command he was facing!

Chris had earned his high rank through pure skill, and now, Kevin was seeing firsthand why he was known as ‘Dimitri’s Flash’.

He was strong.

That’s why defeating him would mean so much.

Only by defeating Chris could he prove that he was the owner of First No-Name.

“Grrrr.”

His eyes blazed crimson.

His face contorted with rage, a wild grin stretching his lips, he charged forward like a cornered beast.

Clang!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sounds of clashing steel echoed through the air.

Neither fighter gave ground, and despite Chris’s lightning-fast counterattacks, Kevin pressed forward relentlessly, his movements becoming almost inhumanly fast.

At first, the attacks didn’t hit.

Chris was always a fraction of a second faster, deflecting each blow. But gradually, Kevin’s attacks grew more and more threatening, almost breaking through Chris’s defenses.

Whoosh-

Rumble!

It cut right in front of his eyes.

Kevin forced Chris back, pushing him towards the edge. At the last moment, Kevin snapped his head aside, narrowly dodging a strike aimed at his face.

It was a daring move.

Even with a blade aimed at his face, Kevin chose to attack instead of retreating.

Dimitri’s Fiend.

Chris thought, ‘He fights like a monster.’

Those mad eyes had finally pushed Chris back.

‘First Form of the Heavenly Demon Sword Art’s First Half!’

Clang.

Rumble!

He poured every ounce of his strength into the attack.

This was the true beginning.

The moment he took a step forward, Chris’s expression turned cold.

“It’s over.”

Chris’s domain.

He created distance.

Before Kevin could even fully launch his attack.

The world flashed.

‘One Flash.’

Pat.

Rumble!

He couldn’t see properly.

Kevin’s vision crumbled as a burning pain, as if his chest was on fire, engulfed him.

Chris looked down at Kevin.

Chris had won, achieving the victory he had sought, but his face was grim.

‘For a slum boy to become this strong.’

Thinking about the duel just now,

He had to admit, he was genuinely impressed.

Kevin had predicted his moves and attacked relentlessly, giving him no opening. If he were the fighter he used to be, Chris wasn’t sure he could have won.

That’s why he couldn’t smile. Kevin and he had different starting points.

Chris found it infuriating that Kevin, a slum boy who started with nothing, had become such a formidable opponent, even threatening to surpass him, someone who had been trained in aura swordsmanship from birth.

He felt a surge of resentment.

He remembered their first fight.

Kevin, who he had easily defeated in their first fight, even with Roman Dimitri’s help, had grown into a threat before Chris even realized it.

Actually, he had noticed Kevin’s growth.

Just as he was known as ‘Dimitri’s Fiend,’ Chris had seen the change in Kevin as he watched him train.

But he couldn’t accept it.

Just as Kevin seemed to feel inferior to him, Chris couldn’t admit that Kevin was catching up to him.

He checked Kevin.

He pointed his sword.

It was clear he intended to end the fight.

However.

Kevin, blood still dripping from his chest, looked up, tears welling in his eyes as Chris’s sword remained pointed at him.

“…Guh, Guh.”

He gritted his teeth.

He fought to hold back his sobs, but tears streamed down Kevin’s face. His eyes, though wet with defeat, still burned with a fierce refusal to accept what had happened.

He thought he would win. No, he wanted to win.

But he had been defeated.

In the end, Dimitri’s Fiend, for all his ferocity, looked like a heartbroken child, crushed by a defeat he couldn’t accept.

It was only then that Chris realized.

Kevin was still young.

He choked back his tears, as if ashamed to show weakness, and looked up at Chris.

“…I lost.”

It was over.

It was Chris’s victory.

Victory should have brought him joy, but Chris felt a strange unease.

Kevin’s refusal to accept defeat, even against him, was unsettling.

He knew instinctively.