The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 462

Marquis Valentino offered Chris a blank check for his sword. It was an unbelievable offer.

‘He must be serious.’

To understand why this offer was so surprising, we need to go back a few months.

There had been an incident involving Marquis Valentino.

There was a piece of art he wanted, but the owner didn’t want to sell it. They said it was a memento from their father. The owner truly valued the artwork because it reminded them of their father. They were not just saying this to get more money.

In fact, the person was known for being stubborn, so Marquis Valentino could not find a way to get it.

A few days later.

Marquis Valentino had secured the deal.

The seller had a big dream: they wanted to own an island, so Valentino bought one of Odelia’s uninhabited islands and offered it to them.

He even added a lifetime villa. The seller was overjoyed, and people who saw the seller that day said they had never seen anyone so happy.

That was Valentino.

Known as the greedy collector, he now stared at Chris with earnest eyes.

Chris spoke.

“I understand your intentions, Marquis Valentino. I know this deal is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but even if you offer more, I cannot accept. It’s not just because it’s a symbol bestowed by Emperor Roman Dmitry. Considering the sword’s performance, I doubt I’ll ever find a better one.”

“I agree with that. But I will find you an alternative.”

“An alternative won’t do. If you’ve investigated me, you know what I seek.”

The Ranking Match held every year.

Chris appeared on stage each time.

Every year, many people wanted to take Chris’s place. He defeated them all, repeating the impossible challenge of surpassing Roman Dmitry.

Each time, he felt certain. He was already lacking in skill, and if his sword’s performance was inferior, he would have no chance of winning.

Unlike Kevin, who couldn’t sell the sword bestowed by Roman Dmitry for sentimental reasons, Chris had purely practical reasons.

Therefore.

No matter what conditions Marquis Valentino offered, Chris never even considered the deal.

“The closer the skills, the more a single detail determines the outcome. If such a moment comes, I will regret selling this sword forever. I understand your feelings, Marquis Valentino. If I ever sell this sword, you will be my first priority.”

“Will that day ever come?”

“One never knows. If I defeat the Emperor and am recognized as the greatest swordsman on the continent, I won’t be bound by the sword’s performance.”

At those words.

Marquis Valentino’s expression twisted.

He seemed to be saying there was a way, but everyone knew how absurd it was.

“Chris, don’t be silly. Just say no if you don’t want to sell it. You don’t need to make up impossible stories.”

There was no need to calculate.

The moment Chris spoke of would never come.

The meeting ended, and Marquis Valentino finally left.

Marquis Valentino showed a lingering reaction until just before parting.

“Chris. Life is full of hardships. When it’s too hard and you need a moment to catch your breath, when you fall to the ground and think you can’t get up, turn your head and look where I am. I will always be by your side. If you reach out to me, I will gladly take your hand and help you move in the right direction. Remember, I am always on your side. Of course… the price for this blind love is just one First No-Name.”

He was quite a character.

On the way from parting with him, Chris thought that maybe it was this strong passion that made Valentino so rich.

If he hadn’t encountered Roman Dmitry’s sword, which ignited his collecting desires, Marquis Valentino would have lived in the well of Cairo.

He turned his steps.

Toward the office.

He had finished his morning training, so now it was time to handle the work piled up in his name.

But Chris had more important things to worry about. The relationship between Valhalla and Hector was becoming more strained every day. It seems the old grudges continue. As Hector expands its power as a magical kingdom, it will inevitably clash with the Valhalla Empire.

It was a sensitive issue.

Chris and Kevin.

The two belonged to independent units.

Fernando and the Royal Guard protected the Imperial Palace. But Chris and Kevin had a different job. They only took orders directly from Roman Dmitry.

Chris dealt with problems outside the palace. Kevin handled secret missions. The Valhalla and Hector issue was Chris’s responsibility, so he needed to prepare in advance for any situation.

Just as Chris thought about this, a soldier arrived with urgent news.

“Chris! There’s a problem. It seems Hector and Valhalla are about to clash properly!”

He put down his pen.

Chris leaned back in his chair with a cold expression.

“Is that so?”

The world was peaceful.

But the fight for interests was a separate matter from peace.

The conflict between the two countries stemmed from one incident.

A few days ago.

Count Kazri, who operated a merchant guild in Valhalla, conducted a transaction with Baron Stuart, a nobleman from Hector. So far, there was no problem.

Baron Stuart was about to finish the deal with Count Kazri. But then, someone else offered Baron Stuart a better deal. This made things worse between Valhalla and Hector.

It was a common problem.

It was a very common occurrence in the merchant world, but Count Kazri was very angry at the other party’s attitude.

“How dare a mere Baron try to swindle me?”

The nobles of Valhalla.

They were citizens of the Empire.

Although they were not the same as before after being defeated by Dmitry, they still had pride as an empire. Hector had touched a raw nerve.

Normally, this kind of thing wouldn’t be a big deal. But Count Kazri felt insulted. He felt that Hector was disrespecting Valhalla because Valhalla was now weaker.

It was because Count Kazri felt less important now that Valhalla was not as powerful.

Valhalla people are known for being quick to fight. This anger quickly turned into violence.

He attacked Baron Stuart’s carriage.

Count Kazri stopped Baron Stuart’s carts. He even slapped Baron Stuart in the face. Baron Stuart shouted, “What are you doing?!” Luckily, no one was killed.

A few years ago, this problem might have been small. But now, King Edwin Hector of Hector was very angry when he heard about it.

“This is clearly Valhalla’s fault. If Valhalla does not directly apologize for this, I, as the King of Hector, will not stand idly by.”

This was the current situation.

Count Kazri finally understood he was in trouble.

He was immediately summoned to Valhalla’s central government. He thought he would be told off, but instead, he heard surprising words from the Emperor of Valhalla.

“Endure it.”

“Pardon?”

“This issue should not become a fight between countries. Why do you think Edwin Hector is making this such a big deal, even getting involved himself? He needs an excuse. A reason to start a fight with Valhalla and make Hector look stronger.”

Recently, Valhalla and Hector had been arguing about everything.

There wasn’t one big argument.

As Hector grew stronger as a magic kingdom, it stopped treating Valhalla with respect, which caused problems. They were testing each other.

If they gave in now, Valhalla, which was still called an empire but wasn’t powerful anymore, might be completely taken over by Hector.

Count Kazri and Baron Stuart were only reasons used to start trouble.

Hector used Baron Stuart to make the situation worse, so the Emperor of Valhalla said he couldn’t back down either.

“In this world ruled by Dimitri, the country that supports him will be rich and powerful. Cairo and Hector have been chosen first in the continental war, but that doesn’t mean they will always be in charge. Valhalla must show its strength and side with Dimitri.”

The Emperor spoke, his voice strong and clear, but inside, he felt a knot of worry. He knew this was a dangerous game.

He didn’t want to anger Dimitri.

But he also didn’t want to lose power.

“I will do as you say.”

Count Kazri smiled.

Valhalla was supporting him.

He couldn’t have asked for more.

But his happiness didn’t last long.

When Valhalla didn’t officially respond, Hector asked for a magical communication within a few days.

On the large, silver screen, Edwin Hector’s face appeared. His image was sharp and clear. He wore a dark robe with gold thread, and a heavy gold ring shone on his finger. His dark hair was neatly combed back, and his eyes looked like chips of ice.

[Nowhere in the world is it okay to attack someone without a reason. It’s simple. Count Kazri did something wrong, and we want an apology. If you keep acting like this when the answer is clear, Hector will have to doubt your intentions.]

He directly pointed out the problem.

The atmosphere became very cold.

The Emperor of Valhalla, sitting at the head of the table, responded to Edwin Hector’s accusation.

“King of Hector, this is a personal matter. If Baron Stuart had asked Count Kazri for an apology himself, we would have tried to solve it peacefully. But Hector’s involvement has made that impossible. Even if Count Kazri is at fault, it is Hector’s fault for making it a problem between countries.”

[So… you won’t apologize then?] Edwin Hector asked, his voice tight.

“That is correct. We will not apologize.”

[Valhalla is wrong. Empire and kingdom. I respect you, but it doesn’t mean much anymore, except for the Dimitri Empire. Valhalla is trying to ignore this issue because you don’t want to admit you’re wrong, and that’s disrespectful to us. Emperor of Valhalla, do you really think this is right?]

He went too far.

It was expected.

Even if Hector had a reason, this was about national pride.

“Do not go any further.”

[Understood.]

Edwin Hector’s expression became colder.

The negotiation failed.

[Please, do not regret this choice.]

The screen went black. Silence filled the room after the screen went black. The leaders of Valhalla looked at each other, no one speaking. You could hear the heavy breathing in the room. What did Edwin Hector mean?

One of the leaders spoke.

“Is this the right thing to do?”

Edwin Hector’s last words made them uneasy.

He, known as the star of Hector, was not one to give up easily.

The leaders looked at each other, and the Emperor of Valhalla met their eyes with a steady gaze.

“Valhalla is getting weaker. We lost the continental war, and we promised to support Emperor Roman Dimitri, doing what we thought was right. That’s how Valhalla is now. To bring back the great days of Valhalla, to make Valhalla powerful and admired again. That’s why we’re here.”

His expression changed.

He, who was once just a nobleman, now had the presence of an emperor.

“No matter what happens, we must act with the dignity of an empire. We must be warriors. To protect our position, we will have to endure things that we think are wrong.”

Everyone there knew the truth.

This problem was Count Kazri’s fault.

But neither Hector nor Valhalla wanted to solve the real problem.

It was a battle of pride.

Hector started the fight, and Valhalla simply refused to back down.

Just then, the door burst open.

“Your Majesty! A disaster!”

A knight ran into the room. His pale face caught everyone’s attention.

“Just now, Hector has crossed Valhalla’s border!”

This made it clear.

Hector crossed the border as soon as the situation went wrong.

Edwin Hector never wanted to improve relations with Valhalla.