The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 49

Chris’s victory was a surprise.

It was shocking.

Yanson’s head rolled on the ground. People stared, shocked. They thought only Chris, the genius swordsman, could do something like this.

Wasn’t Chris a disciple of Jonathan?

It was hard to understand, but if Jonathan had taught him, it wasn’t impossible.

The problem was this duel.

Chris and Yanson’s duel could be explained, but Homerus’s dead body made people’s minds freeze.

Homerus was more than just ‘strong.’

He was very skilled, ranked high even before becoming a Four-Star knight. Now, he was a rising star in Cairo, aiming for the top 30.

And now he was dead.

Roman’s strike split his sword and body at the same time, spraying blood everywhere, without Homerus even using his Four-Star aura.

“How could this happen?”

“Am I seeing things?”

People were stunned.

They thought Roman Dmitry was going to die.

Knowing he was fighting Homerus, not giving up seemed like just showing off. No one thought he had even a small chance of winning. People were speechless.

It was an important duel, and everyone checked again and again to make sure it was real.

Only Roman accepted what happened.

‘To think someone who hasn’t reached his best would act so arrogant.’

Homerus’s aura was strong.

He was the strongest person Roman had met in the Salamander Continent, but Roman’s standards came from his past life.

The world of martial arts masters was full of experts. Even as the Heavenly Demon Baek Jung-hyuk, he had to be careful or he would die. Unlike that place, the martial arts here were weak and useless.

Homerus’s strike impressed people, but Roman thought it was a waste of energy.

So he ended the duel, knowing he would win.

Homerus was no match for Roman, and the desire to win disappeared quickly.

Roman said, “Judge, please announce the result.”

Only then did people realize what had happened.

Roman won, after Chris. The Lawrence family had already won the best-of-three duel.

Chris swallowed hard.

Watching Roman and Homerus fight, his hands became sweaty.

‘So this is the Lord’s real strength.’

He couldn’t really tell how strong Roman was.

When they first practiced together, Roman wasn’t as strong as he was now.

He seemed like he couldn’t use aura and could only fight with swords. He was even beaten by Roman.

Later, he learned that Roman was using mana differently. He wasn’t a fool, and he was already very strong.

But Chris didn’t know how strong he was. Could he only beat Chris, or was there more? He didn’t know.

So this war was a chance to see Roman’s true strength.

When Roman killed a dozen soldiers, Chris understood. Roman could do that.

When he quickly blew away the head of the Two-Star swordsman Berge and destroyed Flare, Chris was surprised.

Finally, he defeated Homerus.

Even though Homerus used his Three-Star aura, Roman split him and his sword in two without using his Four-Star aura.

It was amazing.

Even Chris, who thought he knew Roman well, was shocked.

‘Did the Lord have this much skill when he practiced with me? Or did he get stronger after practicing with me? Either way, it’s hard to understand. If he was that strong before, he couldn’t have beaten Homerus. If he got stronger later, it happened too fast. How is this possible?’

He was confused and couldn’t guess the truth.

Two months was a short time. Most people couldn’t even get a One-Star aura, but Roman was different.

After beating Chris, Roman improved himself.

He changed and used the Flame God Technique, becoming someone Chris couldn’t reach.

He grew so fast that no one else could do the same, not even in the world of martial arts masters.

He was the Heavenly Demon Baek Jung-hyuk, the best in the world, so it was natural that Chris couldn’t understand his growth.

Chris took a deep breath.

After beating Yanson, Chris thought he might surpass Roman soon.

But that was wrong.

Now that he knew Roman’s true strength, Chris felt awe and frustration.

‘Maybe I promised too soon.’

He had promised to be loyal until he surpassed his lord. Now, Chris realized he might have been too quick to say that.

The duel was over.

Lawrence won.

There was nothing more to see, but Count Erte, who was in charge of the duel, had to finish it properly.

The Great Warriors Battle must have all three duels. Since the winner has already been decided, both sides can choose new Great Warriors after talking to each other.

This was to be nice to the losers.

Since there was no point in wasting soldiers in a battle they were sure to lose, he let Barco choose between being practical and being proud.

But Barco Viscount didn’t understand.

When Homerus collapsed and spat blood, Barco Viscount felt like the sky was falling.

‘It’s over.’

He felt faint.

Barco had done everything he could to win the fight with Lawrence.

He changed documents to start a fight with Lawrence and spent a lot of money to bring in Count Erte by using his connections.

That money wasn’t Barco’s.

Unlike Lawrence, who had good land, and Dmitry, who was making money from the iron mine, Barco wasn’t rich. He borrowed all the money from the Golden Bank, using his reputation as collateral.

His legs shook.

He knew what credit loans meant. He knew that Barco would soon have to pay a lot of interest.

‘How could Homerus be defeated? Homerus is a Four-Star swordsman. He’s a real swordsman who has traveled around the kingdom and fought strong opponents. It doesn’t make sense for him to be defeated like this. The mercenary guild must have planned this. They sent someone who wasn’t Homerus, and that’s why that fake guy couldn’t beat Dmitry’s fool and was killed.’

He didn’t want to believe it.

He knew he would pay a big price.

Barco Viscount’s eyes trembled. He didn’t believe it was real, even after seeing Homerus’s face.

“Lord, we must send out our Great Warrior.”

A knight spoke carefully.

The original plan was to send a Two-Star knight for the third turn.

But since Barco’s Great Warriors had been killed twice, they didn’t want to risk their knight.

Barco Viscount had to choose between being practical and being honorable, and he chose practicality.

“We can’t lose our last hope. Send Benson instead. He’s the one who embarrassed Barco at the party, so let’s give him a chance to make up for it in this duel.”

“Understood.”

The knight stepped back, looking stiff. It was like throwing him away.

It was the same as telling him to die, and Benson couldn’t refuse the Great Warriors Battle.

At the last party, Benson was the knight who argued with Kevin.

It was okay to look down on Dmitry, but Roman beat him in front of everyone. The nobles talked about it a lot.

It showed the difference between Dmitry and Barco, and Benson was punished and demoted.

This was his last chance.

To stay as Barco’s knight, he had to fight in the Great Warriors Battle, even though he knew he was being thrown away.

“I am Benson of Barco.”

Benson was the last Great Warrior. As he stepped forward, there was a commotion in Lawrence’s camp.

Benson was a knight who didn’t have special powers.

Lawrence’s knight, who was supposed to fight in the third turn, could easily win against him. But before he could step forward, someone else did.

“I will fight him.”

It was Kevin, a small child wearing a helmet that was too big for him. He looked up at Roman, determined.

Lawrence’s knight said sternly, “Soldier! What are you doing? This is not your place! Even if he doesn’t have special powers, he is still too strong for you. The Great Warriors Battle is important for Lawrence’s honor. I will forgive you this time because of Lord Roman, so get back now.”

Kevin’s actions deserved punishment.

Lawrence’s knight was right, but Lord Lawrence watched silently.

Everyone knew that Roman Dmitry, who had led them to victory, could accept Kevin’s request.

Roman looked down at Kevin.

‘Foolish fellow.’

He was foolish.

Kevin had been improving quickly, but fighting a strong adult swordsman was dangerous.

Yet Kevin wanted to fight. Maybe he wanted to get revenge on Benson, or maybe he wanted to prove himself. The reason didn’t matter.

What mattered was that Roman liked Kevin’s choice.

In a world where only the strong survive, the weak have no rights.

At the party, people said Roman was cool for getting revenge for his subordinate. But Kevin was a weak subordinate who had been beaten silently, even though his lord had been insulted.

People didn’t care. They didn’t think Kevin could do anything.

That’s why Kevin had to step forward.

He knew what Roman valued.

Kevin said, “I’ll be back soon.”

He stood up with a fierce look, and no one in Lawrence’s camp stopped him.