The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 392

Soldiers on the battlefield looked up at the sky.

They saw Count Soller’s head flying through the air. Count Soller was the commander of the Chronos Empire army. Their minds stopped for a moment.

“…This is insane!” one soldier whispered.

“Count Soller is dead!” another cried out.

They were in shock.

Just one man had done this.

Roman Dmitry had destroyed the Chronos Empire army all by himself. Then, he killed Count Soller like it was nothing.

They were filled with fear.

In the all-out war against Dmitry, the 300,000-strong army that had been so confident of victory had mostly failed to return after stepping onto Cairo’s territory.

Then and now, there was no difference.

Before, they had Schefir, a powerful mage. They thought they had a chance to win then. But now, they saw Roman Dmitry. He was like a monster. They didn’t know how to stop him.

Even amidst the chaos, Roman Dmitry did not stop.

Killing Count Soller was not enough for Roman Dmitry. He attacked everyone around him.

Boom.

Rumble!

A storm of blue aura exploded outwards, like a wave crashing against the enemy.

At the sight of the aura swordsmen being cut down as they rushed in, Count Soller’s adjutant shouted in panic.

“Fall back! It’s a massacre! Retreat now!”

“Everyone, retreat!”

It was not part of the plan.

Their top priority was to bring down Umberto with a do-or-die spirit, but the adjutant thought that if things continued this way, the disastrous defeat in the all-out war against Dmitry would be repeated.

Many soldiers who were too sure of winning had died.

Just as Count Soller had listened to the advice of the defeated generals, the terrifying memories that had been hammered into their ears told them that fighting like this was not for the benefit of Chronos.

First of all, they had to survive.

If they pushed forward with numbers without a solution, they would only add a new line to Roman Dmitry’s achievements.

“Kraaah!”

“Run away!”

It was hell on earth. Screams filled the air, mixed with the smell of blood and burning magic. Soldiers lay broken on the ground, limbs twisted at strange angles.

It was a sight they couldn’t believe even as they saw it with their own eyes. The Chronos Empire army did not find it strange that hundreds of thousands of troops were fleeing from the presence of just one man.

Roman Dmitry’s reputation was that great.

The soldiers pushed each other, trying to escape quickly, and those who were pushed by their comrades and caught by the tail had no choice but to grit their teeth and charge at Dmitry’s devil.

And without fail.

Flash.

Rumble!

All of their heads flew off.

Limbs were torn apart, and blood splattered everywhere.

The adjutant did not look back.

He ran breathlessly, abandoning the front lines and repeatedly ordering them to retreat, regardless of the soldiers’ safety.

‘Damn it.’

He gritted his teeth.

The reality of leading the Chronos army and running away like this felt so miserable.

But there was no other way.

There might be a way to bring down Umberto while ignoring Roman Dmitry, but if they didn’t solve the fundamental problem, a single monster would devour Chronos entirely.

Hadn’t the last war proven the disastrous consequences of ignoring the difference one person could make?

The adjutant tried to tell himself it wasn’t cowardly to run. ‘I’m doing this for Chronos,’ he thought. ‘My commander is dead. I must save the army.’

Save the troops and plan a counterattack.

Roman Dmitry was alone, so he was sure that there would be an opportunity if they used the battlefield widely.

That’s when it happened.

How far had they run?

Just as they were about to enter an area overgrown with bushes, mysterious figures suddenly appeared from around them.

“It’s Chronos!”

“Attack!”

“Kill all the remnants of Chronos!”

Tap tap tap tap.

Rumble!

Arrows filled the sky like rain.

Magic bombs exploded, and the soldiers who were running away first were swept away by the explosion.

It was a trap.

The adjutant’s face turned pale.

‘Why? Why is there a trap here?!’

He felt a chill.

Could it be that Roman Dmitry predicted that they would run away?

Before he could finish his question, the adjutant could not continue his thoughts due to the powerful explosion that erupted beneath his feet.

Boom!

Boom, Rumble!

The person who led the trap was Umberto’s leader, Baron Berison, and he had shown considerable distrust of this operation at the last meeting.

‘Is this really the right thing to do?’

This operation was reckless.

The support force was only Roman Dmitry, but he delivered a shockingly absurd operation.

“Divert some of Umberto’s forces to block the retreat route. If you set up a trap and wait, you can wipe out the fleeing enemies.”

It sounded plausible, but Baron Berison worried that even if Roman Dmitry joined, there would be considerable damage in the process of fighting the Chronos army.

He believed in Roman Dmitry’s power.

He would exert tremendous influence, as he had shown in the last war, but it was inevitable that Umberto would suffer damage.

In that situation, Roman Dmitry’s plan was based on the premise of a great victory.

Roman Dmitry told Umberto to do something risky. He said, ‘Don’t just defend. Send some soldiers to block the enemy’s escape route.’ Roman Dmitry believed the Chronos army would run away as soon as he joined the fight.

At first, he naturally resisted.

He said that it was a really inefficient decision to plant troops on the retreat route when they were short on focusing on defense.

As a result of repeated arguments, he gave in.

Rather than trusting him completely, he believed in the ridiculous achievements that Roman Dmitry had shown so far.

In fact, he had been worried until now.

If things seemed to be going wrong, he was thinking of giving up the operation and helping Umberto.

But the result was shocking.

The Chronos Empire army really did run away.

They ran without any order, like running into a trap.

Boom!

Rumble!

“Kraaah.”

Magic bombs exploded from all directions.

Thousands of soldiers were swept away at once by the magic bombs that had been set up in advance, and the Chronos Empire army had no choice but to stop in confusion.

Meanwhile, arrows falling from the sky pierced their bodies.

In a situation where they couldn’t even form a shield formation, the arrows falling like rain pierced their arms and pierced their foreheads at once.

Thud.

Confusion arose.

At the sight of their comrades collapsing one after another, the Chronos Empire army rushed in madly with terrified faces.

“Attack!”

“Clear the way!” There was no other choice. Roman Dmitry was closing in behind them.

Knowing they would all die the moment he caught up, they charged ahead despite the unfavorable terrain.

From that moment on, chaos erupted. The sounds of screaming and clashing swords filled the air as the battle began.

No matter how strong Chronos’ army was, it wasn’t easy to break through Umberto’s defenses, which had been set up in advance.

Corpses piled up. The sight of the enemies rushing in inspired terror, but Baron Berisson did not waver in the slightest.

Baron Berisson, who had been doubtful at first, now showed complete faith.

In his heart, and in the hearts of the soldiers, there was a strong conviction.

“Hold on! Just keep holding on, and Roman Dmitry will arrive here!”

Sure enough.

Pfft. Pfft, pfft, pfft.

“Kraaah!”

With the massacre erupting from the rear, Baron Berisson, his face flushed with excitement, ordered the soldiers to fight to the death.

As the sun began to set, painting the sky in shades of orange and red, Roman Dmitry rode back to Umberto’s castle. The moment he appeared, a wave of sound crashed over him. Umberto’s soldiers erupted in cheers, their voices echoing off the stone walls.

“Roman! Roman! Roman!” they roared, their faces flushed with relief and excitement.

“Thank you! Thank you, Roman! Umberto is saved because of you!” others shouted, their voices filled with gratitude.

The air buzzed with energy. They had all seen it – the incredible change brought about by just one man.

Chronos began to falter at the sight of the enemies being unilaterally slaughtered, and Umberto seized the opportunity to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

Umberto had been worried about survival until a few days ago. Having directly witnessed the legend that was Roman Dmitry, they had no choice but to scream like fanatics.

And that was the same for Umberto’s top brass.

Those who had expressed negative opinions, led by Baron Berisson, were the first to step forward with bright smiles.

“You are truly amazing.”

“To be honest, I never thought you would single-handedly sweep through the Chronos Empire’s camp. I now completely agree with why people call Roman Dmitry the greatest swordsman on the continent, after witnessing this war. I sincerely thank you. Thanks to you, Umberto was able to overcome the crisis of destruction.”

“We will guide you.”

Their eyes were full of goodwill.

It was still surreal.

Just one man.

The reinforcements consisted of only one man.

With Dmitry’s main force having departed for Cairo and Hector, Roman Dmitry’s joining had instantly reversed the war, which had been considered unfavorable.

Ordinary people said that an individual could not defeat a majority, but if an individual was strong enough to defy common sense, the difference in numbers would become meaningless.

Chronos also knew that fact. The reason for dividing the battlefield into several locations was to minimize the presence of individuals as much as possible.

They moved the location for now.

The joy was temporary. Since the war was not completely over yet, they had to hold a meeting to resolve the issues from now on.

Calderon Drake gave up the seat of honor. With Roman Dmitry watching, Baron Berisson opened his mouth.

“First, let me explain Umberto’s situation. Due to Chronos’ attack, Umberto’s damage is not insignificant. If we leave defensive forces in our own country to prepare for possible additional attacks, Umberto will not have even 100,000 troops to deploy at the moment.”

The current situation was not entirely hopeful.

Cairo, Hector, and the lawless zone. The war was still ongoing in three locations, and they could collapse at any moment if they were not quickly helped.

“First of all, shouldn’t we solve the problem of the Southern Three Kingdoms first? Just as Dmitry’s forces were sent to Cairo and Hector, Umberto’s forces should first solve the lawless zone, considering the best way to travel. If we stabilize the situation in the Southern Three Kingdoms, we can then focus on other battlefields.”

It was a reasonable opinion in its own way. However, Roman Dmitry did not agree.

Looking down at the map on the table, he spoke about the situation on the battlefields in turn.

“We need to deploy our forces wisely from now on. First, the western front of Cairo. The Chronos Empire attacked Cairo with a large army, but Cairo has been holding out until now. That doesn’t mean the situation is hopeful. Through the wars so far, the Kingdom of Cairo has prepared for war with the conviction that Chronos will nullify the armistice negotiations at any time. Thanks to this, they have been holding out until now, but the defeat of the Chronos Empire’s army that attacked Umberto has set them on fire. They are likely to do their best to destroy Cairo before another variable arises.”

He shifted his gaze. The land of Hector was visible.

“Second, the southern front of Hector. In fact, I didn’t think they could last for a long time, but the situation changed as Prince Edwin Hector reached the realm of the 7th Circle. He secured the oaths of allegiance from the mages of the Sky Tower. The mages are specialized in defense, and they have been holding out until now with the power of magical power. But they also have a problem from now on. Valhalla failed to tie my feet, and the troops who lost their target will head to Hector, not the Southern Three Kingdoms. It means that Hector will have to face a full-scale war with Valhalla.”

Two battlefields were serious, but the last lawless zone was different.

“Compared to the two previous battlefields, the situation in the lawless zone is not so serious. The beings that cause chaos in the lawless zone are just rioters after all. Since they are not equipped with systematic armaments, it is not difficult to defend against their attacks if we do not prioritize occupying the lawless zone. As rioters without siege weapons and magical weapons, there is no way to capture the high castle in a short time.”

Now was the time for a choice, and Roman Dmitry had already made a decision.

“For that reason, I am going to exclude the situation in the Southern Three Kingdoms from the priority list.”

It was a bold decision. Unlike Baron Berisson, who was embarrassed, Calderon Drake was thrilled by Roman Dmitry’s remarks.

‘The priority of the battlefield. Roman Dmitry always sees the essence of the battlefield.’

Roman Dmitry’s words were right. Umberto would feel comfortable if he solved the problem of the Southern Three Kingdoms, but in fact, when looking at the entire war, the lawless zone was not important enough to be prioritized.

The rioters in the lawless zone were just ordinary people. It is said that they show a crazy appearance, but that does not mean that they can capture the castle in a short time.

It was a matter of time. In a situation where time was of the essence, Roman Dmitry listed the priorities.

‘Cairo and Hector are under direct threat from the two empires. In a situation where the entire Kingdom Alliance is shaking, Roman Dmitry has strengthened his opinion by helping the Umberto Kingdom. Immediately after Dmitry defeated Chronos, the most dangerous battlefield was Umberto, and that is why Roman Dmitry appeared to help us. It means that he has already acted according to the priority of the battlefield.’

Therefore, he believed him.

People who take care of their own interests would have prioritized the battlefields related to Dmitry, but Roman Dmitry proved that he was looking at the entire war and making judgments by helping Umberto.

Calderon Drake said.

“I agree with Roman Dmitry’s opinion. I think it is a priority to resolve the situation in Cairo and Hector first, rather than the lawless zone in the south. The problem is which of the two to prioritize. The Kingdom Alliance’s forces are limited. If we divide the forces ambiguously, it may be neither here nor there, so we need to solve the problems in order with a clear direction. Also, Umberto’s support forces are not large, so it is impossible to catch two rabbits at once.”

Two battlefields: Chronos and Valhalla will do their best. Even they were convinced that things would not be as easy as the fight in Umberto, in a situation where the fate of the country was at stake.

Attention was focused. If Calderon Drake agreed, there was no reason to argue further. Especially those of the Baron Berisson type had come to completely trust Roman Dmitry through this war.

Roman Dmitry said.

“The plan is simple.”

He grabbed a piece, moving the knight symbolizing Umberto’s forces, and placed it in one place as if to show everyone.

Thud.

People’s eyes widened. The place where the piece was moved was an unexpected point.

“From now on, we will advance towards the Chronos Empire.”

Northward advance. That was the conclusion Roman Dmitry had reached.