The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 320

Baron Brighton’s eyes opened wide in shock. He didn’t expect the order to kill everyone. He stepped back quickly, shouting loudly. “Attack!” But before he could say more, *shick!* A flash of light cut across his neck.

Blood sprayed out like a fountain as he grabbed his throat. He fell to his knees, gasping and spitting blood. Through his blurry vision, Baron Brighton saw Chris running past him. He tried to speak again, but no words came out.

“Lord Baron!”

“Eek! Attack!”

The knights of the Brighton family became angry.

They got ready to fight. They focused their energy and glared fiercely at Dimitri’s soldiers, with Chris leading them.

Clang.

Rumble.

It was quite a sight.

Chris, having dealt with Baron Brighton, was the first to clash with the enemy. Energy exploded from all directions, ready to swallow him whole.

Waves of colored energy slammed towards Chris, like a stormy sea about to break over him.

Chris didn’t slow down. He sliced through the energy and cut off the heads of the enemies beyond.

“Kraaak!”

“Aargh!”

Suddenly, everything became chaos and confusion.

A dozen or so people died, unable to withstand Chris alone. Kevin, arriving close behind, plunged into the enemy ranks.

Knights and soldiers screamed.

They tried to attack, shouting to stop him at all costs. But Kevin moved amazingly amidst the chaos of the enemy’s tangled attacks.

Whoosh-

Rumble.

He twisted his head to avoid an attack. Immediately, he dove into his opponent’s embrace, stabbing his sword up under the chin. At the same time, he blocked attacks from both sides with skillful movements, before beheading his foes.

Then, he tilted his head back.

The knights of Brighton, driven to desperation, swung their swords, but they looked terrified the moment their eyes met Kevin’s.

It was a mismatch from the start.

This was like a strong hunter fighting weak animals.

As the enemies hesitated slightly, gripped by fear, Kevin mercilessly plunged his sword into their hearts.

There was no escape.

Like a ghost, he allowed no distance between himself and his opponents, and he didn’t back down even against the relentless onslaught.

Dimitri’s Flash and Dimitri’s Fiend. Their reputations came before them, and they lived up to every bit of it.

The sight of these two at the front was very familiar to Dimitri.

However, this time, there was something different.

It was Ares.

The newly joined warrior, following Roman Dimitri’s orders, was rapidly charging towards the castle.

As Jason was being tortured, Count Munez watched the shocking sight, holding back the order to attack that he wanted to give.

It wasn’t that he wasn’t angry. He was terrified.

He thought that once this moment passed, Roman Dimitri’s anger would have nothing to do with him.

‘Roman Dimitri just needs to release his anger on someone right now. If I just deal with Lord McHitten and Jason, who so painfully tortured Dimitri’s prisoners, then he will quietly leave. Even Roman Dimitri wouldn’t want to keep fighting a war against the Chronos Empire. I need to endure it, just endure it this once.’

Count Munez had been appointed as the commander in the East, but it wasn’t like he had a strong sense of patriotism.

He thought there wouldn’t be any war in the East for a while, and with his supportive father-in-law’s help, he planned to gain experience as a commander for about a year.

Therefore, Marquis Memphis had excluded Count Munez from the ‘Eastern Nobles.’

With a guaranteed future on the fast track once he returned to the capital, he wanted to avoid an all-out war at all costs, but Roman Dimitri’s orders had thrown the situation into chaos.

‘Damn it.’

There was no other way.

In a situation where they were being attacked and killed without fighting back, and with Ares charging towards the castle, he made a decision.

“All troops, attack Dimitri!”

“Attack!”

Pfft.

Pshhhhhh.

Arrows were fired. Hundreds of arrows filled the sky, and the Chronos war mages gathered mana and unleashed their magic.

“Inferno.”

“Fire Cannon.”

“Lightning Spear.”

Whoosh.

Whoooosh.

The rising red flames caused a huge explosion, and the soldiers who barely escaped shuddered from the electricity that went through their bodies.

Even if they dodged the magic, they were covered in arrows like a hedgehog’s spikes.

The attacks, using the castle walls, were quite powerful, but even against such attacks, Ares didn’t slow down.

He dodged the magic and deflected the arrows with his sword.

When Ares was almost at the castle walls, he pulled out several daggers from his waist and threw them.

Thwack.

Thwack, thwack, thwack.

They stuck into the castle walls.

No one knew why he did that.

But the moment Ares kicked off the ground, people saw a shocking sight.

Swish-

Tap, tap, tap.

Ares used the handles of the daggers like footholds to climb up the castle walls.

It broke all the rules of what was normal.

It was hard to believe that the daggers could even hold Ares’s weight, and seeing him stepping on those narrow spaces and leaping into the sky made them not believe their eyes.

It was an almost impossible thing to do.

But Ares made the impossible real, and in an instant, he landed on the castle walls, full of enemies.

“A-attack him!”

“Die!”

Rumble.

They charged from all directions.

From that moment on, the killing began.

Flash.

“Ack?!”

“Kraaak.”

Ares plunged into the enemy ranks. He relentlessly cut down the enemies charging at him, and made the mages’ attacks useless by dodging or using corpses as shields.

In a space full of fighting, Ares showed he was incredibly strong.

The one people called a legendary warrior had become a fully formed fighter, having fought many battles even before following Roman Dimitri.

And then, he received Roman Dimitri’s teachings.

With just a few lessons, he improved greatly, and the way he climbed the castle walls was a method that used a new way of using mana.

Ares was certainly born with a natural talent.

Moreover, his brave attitude as a warrior led him to kill all the enemies in a situation where the knights of the Chronos Empire were rushing at him like madmen.

And then.

Flash.

A deep rumble shook the ground.

With a loud clang of metal, Ares severed the chains holding the heavy castle gate.

The castle gate crashed down over the dark water of the moat with a heavy groan of stone and metal.

Ares had opened the gate using his own incredible strength.

Ares was showing off. He had promised to serve Roman Dmitry, and now, on the battlefield, he was proving his incredible power.

It was shocking to both the enemies and Dmitry’s soldiers, who wore surprised expressions.

Step, step.

Roman Dmitry walked through the wide-open path.

Arrows and bursts of magic flew around him, but they were like toys against a mountain. They did not even slow him down, and he entered through the gate.

Beyond the gate, he saw the enemies’ faces, pale with terror, eyes wide with fear.

At the sight of Roman Dmitry, they pushed each other back, but when one of them screamed and charged forward, fear turned to anger, and one soldier’s desperate charge sparked a wave of reckless bravery.

They ignored reality and tricked themselves into believing that if many soldiers attacked together, they could stop him.

Crack!

“Kraaah.”

The knight who charged first was cut down along with his sword.

Even though Roman Dmitry didn’t use his full magical power through his sword, he tore apart the aura-infused sword and the knight’s armor as if they were paper.

Immediately, other soldiers charged.

Soldiers swarmed him, a wave of steel and fury crashing against a single rock.

Whoosh.

Thwack!

He dodged and cut the enemy’s chest.

As screams echoed, Roman Dmitry even cut off the opponent’s arm, plunging them into a swamp of despair.

He cut, cut, and cut again.

Roman Dmitry didn’t use his full magical power.

Using only a fraction of his power, he carried out an indiscriminate massacre in the middle of the enemy ranks with only his physical abilities.

It was not mercy for the enemy.

Killing them quickly with his full power would be too merciful. Roman Dmitry wanted them to suffer. So, he held back his strongest attacks.

This fight was for revenge.

If someone remembers what happened here and tells the world, then this tragedy would plunge people into fear.

This was to show everyone what would happen if they harmed Dmitry’s people and did not fulfill their promises, even if the opponent was the Chronos Empire.

This brutal attack was meant to be a warning. Roman Dmitry wanted to set an example.

A clear warning not to mess with Dmitry.

Soldiers then poured in.

The Chronos Empire did not deploy many troops in the east due to the truce, but even so, it was too one-sided a massacre.

Screams were heard from all directions.

The sight of Carol pleading in pain stimulated the Dmitry soldiers’ anger, and they, too, showed a cruel side.

They, too, were filled with rage like Roman Dmitry.

For the enemies, they did not wish to remain human.

“…I-It’s over. It’s impossible to stop Dmitry.”

Count Munez despaired.

Roman Dmitry.

There was no way to deal with that monster.

He had been defeated even when he mobilized the 8-circle magician Shefir and 300,000 troops, so he now knew how foolish it was to believe in the walls and defend the castle.

His body trembled madly.

Thinking that the fear of death was approaching him, he abandoned command of the troops and hurriedly turned away.

‘I’ll die if I stay like this.’

There was no other way.

Escape!

That was the only way to survive.

His helpers called after him, but he ignored them. He grabbed a horse from the stable and rushed towards the gate.

He could see the gate.

He believed that if he got out of here, he could live.

At that moment.

Whoosh.

Whoooosh.

Flames erupted, licking at the gate like hungry beasts. They roared and crackled, forming a wall of fire that blocked his escape.

Count Munez’s face turned pale.

He heard someone approaching from behind.

Step, step.

Only then did he realize that from the moment he faced Roman Dmitry’s anger, there was no way for him to survive.

Meanwhile, far away in the Chronos capital…

The Chronos conference room.

Towards that place, a man moved with an angry face.

Bang!

He opened the door roughly.

At the sight of the Chronos nobles already seated inside, the man raised his voice without showing any courtesy.

“Marquis Memphis! What is the meaning of this! Chronos was attacked without warning, but you still want to talk about peace! This is crazy!”

The man’s identity was Marquis Croyte, one of the powerful figures in the Chronos Empire.

He had recently been pushed back by Marquis Memphis, but he could not sit still at the news that Count Munez had been brutally murdered.

Count Munez was his son-in-law.

Because he was the man chosen by his precious daughter, Marquis Croyte also tried to support Count Munez.

But that son-in-law had died.

In a situation where he could not hide his anger, Chronos’ decision to maintain the truce properly stimulated his anger.

“Since when has Chronos been such a coward? The enemies have invaded the border and killed Chronos’ people. But you’re just going to let it go. This is unacceptable. If we don’t hold Dmitry accountable, the entire continent will laugh at Chronos’ weakness.”

He raised his voice and spat out his anger.

He was about to overturn the conference room if they did not accept his opinion.

Marquis Memphis said:

“The opponent is Roman Dmitry. How do you intend to take revenge?”

“What are you talking about!”

“Think wisely, Marquis Croyte. Rash actions have always hurt Chronos. When we put forward Marquis Benedict to participate in Cairo’s rebellion, when we finished the Valhalla Empire’s festival and attacked them by surprise, when we attacked Dmitry directly, and even in the recent all-out war with Dmitry, Chronos has always mobilized more power than necessary each time. We always think we are strong enough, but we are always wrong about Dmitry.”

It was a cold response.

Marquis Memphis leaned back in the head seat and looked at Marquis Croyte.

“I’m angry too. I’m so angry, I feel like I’m going crazy. But the precedents have left us with a clear message. Roman Dmitry is an undeniable being, and to punish him, half-hearted preparations are impossible.”

The history of Chronos was decorated with victories.

Chronos, who had never yielded even once, admitted that they had to make a unique exception now.

He adjusted his posture.

Looking up at Marquis Croyte with fierce eyes, Marquis Memphis asked:

“I’ll ask you one more time. How are you going to punish Roman Dmitry?”