The Heavenly Demon Can't Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 521

Park Kang-soo was the Commander of the Imperial Guard. People whispered rumors about him, saying he was hiding his real power. And the rumors were right.

For a long time, Park Kang-soo was strong enough to be an S-rank Hunter. But President Kim Jung-tae decided to keep this a secret.

Officially, the White-Clothed Magician was the only S-rank Hunter in South Korea.

If people knew how strong Park Kang-soo was, South Korea would seem more powerful. But President Kim Jung-tae wanted Park Kang-soo to hide his strength. This was because the President wanted to be safe himself.

Park Kang-soo was like a secret weapon for the President. He was there in case the White-Clothed Magician, Park Min-woo, ever became a problem.

The President had prepared Park Kang-soo in case Park Min-woo had secret bad plans. But the President never thought Park Kang-soo would show his power because of *someone else*. The problem was, this new enemy was unbelievably strong.

People said S-rank Hunters were like gods from the sky. But even Park Kang-soo, who was an S-rank himself, couldn’t guess how strong Roman Dmitry really was.

Park Kang-soo’s senses screamed danger. As he watched Roman Dmitry kill soldier after soldier, Park Kang-soo knew he couldn’t win alone.

*(Thinking)* ‘What Roman Dmitry did before, and how he just killed a thousand soldiers… he’s a monster, stronger than me for sure. Even if I attack with all the Imperial Guard, we might still lose. But luckily, we have Xiaolong, the Sword Demon. If we can trick Roman Dmitry and let Xiaolong attack, maybe we have a chance. Even against a monster this strong.’

Thwack.

He drew his sword.

Xiaolong was like having an army of thousands all by himself.

Long ago, China was in chaos. People say Xiaolong killed a hundred thousand people during that time. He was famous for his unbelievable skills.

They called him ‘Sword Demon’ for a reason. It showed just how skilled he was.

Before swearing allegiance to the Emperor of China, he was a wild beast, a monster who had never been defeated except by the Emperor.

With two S-rank Hunters present, Park Kang-soo believed they had a good chance of defeating Roman Dmitry.

Park Kang-soo took a deep breath. He watched Roman Dmitry closely, and with a small hand signal, told the Imperial Guard to get ready.

Park Kang-soo: “This man is an enemy of South Korea! The President orders us to stop him, even if it costs us our lives!”

Guards: “Yes, Commander!”

Guards: “We understand!”

Clunk.

Clunk, clunk, clunk.

The atmosphere turned grim.

Park Kang-soo kept a close watch on Roman Dmitry, sending a secret message to Xiaolong through a magical artifact.

*(Message to Xiaolong)* ‘We, the Imperial Guard and I, will attack first! I’ll try to make an opening for you. You have to finish him then! We only get one chance. He beat an S-rank monster in one hit! If we’re not careful, *we* will be beaten!’

Xiaolong nodded.

The stage was set.

Park Kang-soo had been slowly walking closer. Suddenly, he exploded with magical power!

“Bombardment.”

Rumble!

Paf! Paf! Paf! Paf!

This was Park Kang-soo at his strongest! He used his most powerful skill and ran forward like a storm.

Because of ‘Bombardment’, magic energy burst out of him like crazy. Every step Park Kang-soo took made the ground crack and flip over. Sharp, rocky spikes shot up from everywhere!

It was like a rain of missiles crashing down! Everyone watching stared in shock, eyes wide open.

Park Kang-soo charged straight at Roman Dmitry, pushing forward with his attack. At the same time, the Imperial Guard spread out around them, attacking from every side *except* where Park Kang-soo was.

A single exchange.

The outcome would be decided in an instant.

Park Kang-soo pictured it in his mind: Roman Dmitry pushed back by his attack, then Xiaolong finishing him off!

However…

Roman Dmitry did not retreat.

It was dangerous.

Anyone, no matter how strong, would be hurt badly if they faced ‘Bombardment’ directly.

Park Kang-soo’s lips twisted. He believed that if Roman Dmitry was this careless, their chances of victory would increase even more.

At that moment…

‘First Form of the Mid-Heavenly Demon Sword Art.’

Flash!

The moment Roman Dmitry swung his sword at the attack, something unbelievable happened. Even for those who were watching, it was hard to believe their eyes.

Wham!

Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham! Wham!

People’s eyes widened.

A single strike.

With that one strike, the Imperial Guard was annihilated.

Actually, to be exact, only *one* person survived… Park Kang-soo. And it wasn’t because he was strong enough to live through it.

When the ‘Heavenly Demon Sword Art’ hit, ‘Bombardment’ was completely destroyed. But Roman Dmitry controlled his power. He made sure Park Kang-soo didn’t die right away.

But you could hardly call him ‘alive’. Park Kang-soo choked for air, his face covered in blood. Then, Roman Dmitry’s hand closed around his neck.

Grip.

“Gkkk, Grrrkkk.”

He was suffocating.

As Roman Dmitry grabbed his neck and lifted him, Park Kang-soo struggled, looking pathetic.

What he was seeing… it was impossible to believe. ‘Bombardment’ was his best skill, the one that made him an S-rank! And the Imperial Guard, hundreds of strong Hunters, were not weak at all! But Roman Dmitry had defeated them all in *one* attack.

Park Kang-soo had heard that Roman Dmitry destroyed the Green Dragon’s head with a single attack. He thought there must be some trick or special reason, not just raw power.

He couldn’t explain it any other way. But now, feeling Roman Dmitry’s power himself, he understood the truth. It was just an unbelievable difference in strength.

It wasn’t about special tricks or lucky matchups. Roman Dmitry was just a monster from another world, he was *that* strong.

The boundary between life and death…

Amidst his fading consciousness, Roman Dmitry’s cold voice was heard.

“There are people I hate most in this world. People who are weak against their enemies, but strong and mean to those who trust them. You and your government are like that. If South Korea really had hidden power, like you showed me today…”

“Ack! Aack!”

Crack, crack.

His neck twisted.

In terrible pain, Park Kang-soo screamed.

“You should have used this power to protect your country! Instead of fighting your own people, like those rebels, you should have kept South Korea safe. You should have stopped things from getting so bad that people even *wanted* to rebel. You deserve to die for this. I won’t be kind to trash like you.”

Snap.

He broke his neck.

Park Kang-soo, who had been struggling, slumped down.

Roman Dmitry threw Park Kang-soo’s corpse aside and spoke to Xiaolong, who was looking at him.

“This fight is not for you. Stay out of it. Choose now. If you side with your government and fight me, then all of China will become my enemy.”

Kim Jung-tae’s face showed complete shock. The Imperial Guard, *gone*. It was unbelievable. Roman Dmitry was strong, yes, but this was beyond anything he imagined. China was a superpower! Kim Jung-tae couldn’t understand how Roman Dmitry, just a *man*, could dare to threaten them like this.

However…

“I am sorry.”

His eyes widened.

He couldn’t believe his ears.

He quickly turned to Xiaolong. He was surprised to see Xiaolong lowering his head.

“It seems we have misjudged the situation,” Xiaolong said, his voice now calm and respectful. “China has absolutely no intention of antagonizing Sir Roman Dmitry’s Republic of Korea, and we will withdraw our forces immediately. Please, forgive my foolish mistake.”

Xiaolong.

His attitude had completely changed.

Xiaolong’s reputation.

It was no empty boast.

He truly had slaughtered tens of thousands, and was a super-高手 recognized by everyone in China’s top five.

Just moments before.

He had overheard the captain of the guard’s plan.

Xiaolong thought the captain’s plan was acceptable. The guards would give their lives to make a chance for him to attack. Xiaolong agreed with this plan.

‘If there’s an opening, I’ll attack with all my might,’ he thought.

He gripped his sword tightly.

He channeled his magic, carefully observing the situation.

But then.

He witnessed a shocking sight.

With a single attack from Roman Dmitry, the entire guard was annihilated.

“Wh-what is this?”

He was aghast.

He was so shocked that he couldn’t speak properly.

It wasn’t just the overwhelming destructive power.

There was a truth about China that people didn’t know.

Long ago, a world called the Murim existed in China, but over time, they disappeared for unknown reasons.

Then, ten years ago, when the Great Disaster struck and China fell into an era of great chaos, a man claiming to be a descendant of the Murim appeared and unified the entire country.

That man was.

The current Emperor of China.

The Emperor secretly taught martial arts, and in just ten years, China rapidly developed a military power befitting a great nation.

In fact, it was hardly a secret; the great powers already knew the truth.

China described it as the ability of a successor, but in reality, a new Murim was being formed by the Emperor.

Xiaolong, too.

Was a descendant of the Murim.

That was why he was able to become so strong, earning the title of Sword Demon, but he was defeated by the Emperor and swore allegiance to him.

Therefore, he knew it instantly.

The power of Roman Dmitry.

It was incredible martial arts.

Not just some skill that people talked about, but a clear flow with a system for unleashing magic.

Goosebumps rose on his skin.

How on earth did Roman Dmitry master martial arts?

There was no way to know the truth, but what was certain was that Roman Dmitry’s martial arts were at a level that could overwhelm the Emperor.

The Emperor of China was the undisputed number one.

But if there was a man with martial arts that overwhelmed him, the people claiming to be descendants of the Murim could not antagonize Roman Dmitry.

Beyond mere power, the Murim people valued legitimacy.

For that reason, Xiaolong came to the conclusion that he should not antagonize Roman Dmitry.

People understand things based on what they already know. Park Gang-soo just saw Roman Dmitry as strong. But Xiaolong understood more. He saw Roman Dmitry using powerful martial arts, something far beyond normal fighting skills.

Therefore.

“I apologize.”

He took a step back.

He changed his attitude.

The truth was not yet clear, but what he saw was more than enough to justify his current judgment.

Xiaolong’s decision.

It was very devastating news for Kim Jung-tae.

Kim Jung-tae was furious.

He questioned Xiaolong with an angry face.

“What are you talking about? Withdrawing your forces? Are you unilaterally breaking the agreement between the Republic of Korea and China?”

This matter.

There was plenty of room to make an issue of it.

It was a unilateral betrayal by China, and there was no precedent for handling international agreements in such a way.

However.

Xiaolong instead showed an angry face.

“Are you not grasping the situation? How are we supposed to handle such a monster? And more than anything, looking at the way things are going, the rebel forces have sufficient justification. We intervened rashly without knowing that, and we intend to take appropriate responsibility for it later. But there will be no discussing the future with you. Since the Republic of Korea will be under the rule of Sir Roman Dmitry anyway, there is no reason to explain anything further to you.”

He turned away.

He didn’t want to give Roman Dmitry any chance to attack by staying in this place any longer.

“We are withdrawing. Sir Roman Dmitry, I apologize once again, and we will contact you officially later.”

It was the moment when the rebellion came to an end.

The annihilation of the guard.

China’s retreat.

Kim Jung-tae was driven to the edge of a cliff.

Only then did he see Roman Dmitry.

Roman Dmitry stood like a statue among the bodies of the guards. Blood stained the ground around him, and the air smelled of metal and death. Kim Jung-tae took a step back with a pale face.

“I-I can’t die like this. If I die, the Republic of Korea will perish!”

He fled.

Kim Jung-tae ran away, thinking this was just a temporary retreat. He still believed he could win in the end.

Yeongdeungpo had fallen, but his forces still remained throughout Seoul, didn’t they?

Kim Jung-tae hurriedly tried to get away from Roman Dmitry.

But then.

“Do not run away.”

“If you are right, prove that you are right.”

The citizens of Seoul.

They blocked his path.

Some praised Kim Jung-tae, but there were definitely people in Seoul who opposed him.

The citizens’ words were shorter and more direct, showing their anger and frustration. “We never liked you! You ignored the rest of the country! You silenced anyone who disagreed! You need to pay for what you’ve done!”

“Tch.”

Kim Jung-tae’s face flushed crimson with rage.

He picked up a weapon from the ground.

He raised the sword high and swung it with all his might to cut down the citizens, but strangely, the sword did not move at all.

He was frozen.

Goosebumps rose on his skin.

He felt a cold shadow fall over him. A heavy feeling pressed down on his back, like death itself was breathing on his neck.

‘…Could it be.’

He turned around with trembling eyes.

In that instant.

His heart sank.

Roman Dmitry.