The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 530

Just before the battle, Park Min-woo sat on top of a pile of dead bodies, watching everything.

His face was red with excitement, like he was at a movie theater waiting for the show to start.

‘I’m really going to see the Heavenly Demon fight!’

His heart beat fast.

He felt like he could burst with excitement.

Before, when he was Kim Pan-seok, he was just an ordinary person.

He never had a chance to see something like this.

Then, as Aleksandr, he was fighting *against* the Heavenly Demon.

He couldn’t enjoy anything.

It felt unfair.

He had always truly respected the Heavenly Demon, but he was never able to be on his side.

But now, things were different.

He was now close to the Heavenly Demon, part of his group.

This place, full of dead bodies, was like the best seat in a movie theater for Park Min-woo.

He got this chance because he had defeated so many monsters.

Park Min-woo’s eyes shone with excitement.

‘The Vampire Lord is definitely a very strong monster, strong enough to change how we rank monsters. I wonder how long he can fight against His Majesty the Emperor? Five minutes? Three minutes? One minute? Those silly Americans don’t think His Majesty will win, but they don’t understand. The rules of this world don’t matter when it comes to His Majesty.’

Just then, the battle started.

A voice boomed, ‘[I, the King of the Abyss, will give you my all!]’

A bright flash of light!

Then, a huge, crashing sound that shook the ground – KWAKWAKWAKWAKWANG!

It was an amazing attack.

Right away, the Vampire Lord used all his magic power.

He attacked strongly, trying to destroy Roman Dmitry quickly.

Park Min-woo watched, his mouth open in surprise.

‘The Vampire Lord is really strong,’ he thought.

Park Min-woo understood why two very strong Hunters, called S-rank Hunters, had been defeated.

He knew that after this terrible fight, people would probably rank monsters differently, maybe even create a new rank above S-rank based on the Vampire Lord.

But that was it.

None of the Vampire Lord’s attacks worked.

Dust filled the air, making it hard to see.

But through the dust clouds, Park Min-woo saw Roman Dmitry.

‘As expected!’ he said.

He made a fist tightly.

Roman Dmitry was not hurt at all.

Even though Roman Dmitry had let the attack hit him, he walked out of the dust clouds completely fine, without even a scratch.

A shiver went down Park Min-woo’s back.

*This* was Roman Dmitry.

Roman Dmitry was so amazing that Park Min-woo was willing to give up his own fame as the ‘White Mage’ and change his plans completely, even if it meant going against the government.

Seeing Roman Dmitry like this was the reason Park Min-woo had to change.

In his two lives, as Kim Pan-seok and Aleksandr, Park Min-woo had never seen the Heavenly Demon even struggle in a fight.

Even the powerful Demon King… wasn’t he completely destroyed by the Heavenly Demon?

Park Min-woo’s strong feelings became even stronger when Roman Dmitry used the Heavenly Demon Sword Art.

‘[This is impossible… Kraaah!]’ screamed the Vampire Lord.

Then, a huge crash – KWAKWANG!

And then, more crashing sounds – KWAKWAKWAKWAKWAK!

The Vampire Lord was completely destroyed, torn to pieces.

The wind blew.

The Vampire Lord’s huge body was blown away by the wind, like dust in the air.

His life was taken away so easily, like scattering ashes.

After a moment, he heard people talking quietly around him.

They were even more shocked than Park Min-woo.

But in this amazing moment, Park Min-woo didn’t care about them.

‘Ah…’ Park Min-woo stood up.

He didn’t care if anyone was watching.

He bowed down to the ground without thinking and shouted loudly, ‘Heavenly Demon Reincarnation, Myriad Demons Submit! Heavenly Demon Reincarnation, Myriad Demons Submit!’

Park Min-woo’s voice was lost in the noise of the battle.

But one thing was sure: in this moment, as he announced that the Heavenly Demon was here, Park Min-woo felt like he had finally achieved his biggest dream.

* * *

What had just happened.

Even though Park Min-woo had expected the Heavenly Demon to win, the LA response team, who arrived late, was completely shocked.

‘To… to defeat the Vampire Lord in one hit…’ Captain Carter said, his voice shaking.

He stared at the battlefield, his face frozen in shock.

Like Park Min-woo had guessed, Captain Carter had deliberately made the soldiers move slowly, following orders from the Marron Church.

He wanted Park Min-woo and Roman Dmitry to take all the danger.

He planned to use this to avoid blame later if things went wrong.

But when the battle started, everything was completely different from what he expected.

First, there was Park Min-woo.

He was much stronger than anyone knew.

The enemies around him were nothing to him.

He fought like a wizard, but even better than any wizard should be able to.

He easily defeated even a strong enemy called an ‘S-rank host.’

Captain Carter realized right then that he had made a big mistake.

If Park Min-woo was this strong, how incredibly powerful must Roman Dmitry be, the person Park Min-woo served?

As his worry grew, he watched Roman Dmitry’s attack tear the Vampire Lord to pieces.

Just one hit.

It was a hopeless fight from the start.

This was the monster that had attacked Los Angeles and killed two S-rank Hunters.

The whole United States had been terrified and worked hard to defeat this Vampire Lord.

But the fight was so completely one-sided, it was hard to believe what they were seeing.

The Vampire Lord, who had been so powerful, was now just scattered dust in the wind.

Carter watched, confused.

*Could the Vampire Lord have been weak?* he wondered.

No, that was impossible.

The two S-rank Hunters who fought the Vampire Lord before, members of the LA response team, were known to be some of the strongest fighters in the United States.

So, if they were defeated… The truth was clear.

Roman Dmitry was simply beyond anything they could understand, stronger than anyone thought possible.

With trembling eyes, Carter instinctively looked around.

“Wow…”

“Is this even possible?”

“Just how strong is he?”

The people around him.

Their expressions were similar to his.

Everyone was shocked.

Faced with something so unbelievable, they could only stare at Roman Dmitry, frozen like stone statues.

Only then did they understand.

‘We were wrong,’ they thought.

The Marron Church had actually helped the Republic of Korea become stronger, without meaning to.

They thought they were trapping Roman Dmitry and Korea, but instead, they had created a chance for Roman Dmitry to achieve something amazing.

It was now clear.

From this moment on, the name of the Republic of Korea – or rather, the Korean Empire – would become famous all over the world.

The air in the war room was thick with tension. Every tick of the clock felt like a hammer blow.

The United States was trying hard to take back its capital.

The President of the United States was talking to General Robert, who was on the battlefield. He spoke very seriously.

“General, we need to take back the capital now. Korea is helping, but LA is still a mess. We can’t count on others to solve our problems. If LA falls, we’re in real trouble taking back the capital. Understand?”

“I will do my best.”

“I trust you will.”

The call ended.

The Secretary of Defense was sitting at one side of the conference room. He leaned back in his chair and spoke with a serious look.

“The LA team says they’re starting to fight back. General Benjamin thinks they can win. Korea only sent Dmitry and that sorcerer, but Benjamin is hopeful. Maybe LA will be okay before we even get the capital back.”

“That’s just wishful thinking.”

The President of the United States realized something important about the chaotic world.

If you just hope for things, you get crushed when things go wrong.

So, he always planned for the worst.

What if they couldn’t defeat LA? What if they couldn’t take back the capital quickly enough? This was the worst thing he could imagine.

“It’s not realistic to think Korea will solve everything. We shouldn’t put all our hopes on them. We should see Roman Dmitry as giving us more time. It would be great if they really defeat LA, but even if they don’t, we can deal with the problems if we’re ready for it. The important thing is taking back the capital quickly. If we take back the capital and get our forces ready, we can send more soldiers while the LA team gives us time. That’s the only way we can solve the problem ourselves.”

“…It won’t be easy. Death magicians are the worst enemy we could face. They control the dead.”

This enemy was unknown.

He was called the Death Magician.

Vampires need time to make more vampires, but the Death Magician can create thousands of undead instantly.

The more people died, the more enemies they had to fight. They were trying to trap the Death Magician by constantly fighting him, but the President didn’t know if it would be over in a day or two.

It was terrible.

As the President of the United States, all he could do was tell them to do their best.

“We have to believe we can still win. Even if the worst happens, we won’t fall apart.”

He straightened his shoulders, pushing down the fear. He had to be strong, even if all he could do was talk. If he lost control, everything would fall apart.

He had to trust the plans he had made.

It wasn’t just being relaxed; it was believing in himself.

Time passed.

A message came in.

The President of the United States and his staff were expecting news about taking back the capital, but they heard shocking news they didn’t expect. A staff member choked on his coffee. The Secretary of Defense’s jaw dropped. The President froze, his hand still hovering over the phone.

“Mr. President! We have taken back LA!”

The operation hadn’t been going on for long.

People were shocked.

It didn’t make sense.

It was too fast.

It seemed like less than an hour had passed since the operation started, but General Benjamin was saying they had taken back LA.

The President of the United States asked seriously.

“What happened?”

[Korea… they were amazing. The sorcerer cleared the way, and Dmitry… he took down the Vampire Lord in *one hit*. One hit! The monster who killed two S-ranks… gone. I can barely believe it.]

“…What?”

The President’s eyes widened.

The Vampire Lord.

A monster that could beat even the highest-ranked fighters.

He had hoped Roman Dmitry would help, but he never thought he would be so powerful.

His face became serious.

Was this really a good thing?

It was good that the citizens of LA were safe, but the President of the United States quickly realized what this would mean for the future. He didn’t care about other countries. He always put the safety of the United States first, and Roman Dmitry’s actions sent a dangerous message.

“General Benjamin, what do you think of Roman Dmitry?”

[…Do you want my honest opinion?]

“Yes, I need your honest opinion. Only then can the United States decide what to do next.”

[Dmitry is… like a force of nature. He beat the Vampire Lord like it was nothing. He’s incredibly confident, and he knows exactly who he’s fighting for and against. No messing around with him.]

During their last conversation, Roman Dmitry said he would start a new relationship with the United States with this help.

Hearing General Benjamin’s strong words, the President knew that Roman Dmitry wasn’t just saying things.

Even back then, Roman Dmitry was sure he would win.

He knew he could solve any problems in the United States, so he spoke his mind without hesitation, even to the world’s most powerful country.

Where did someone like that come from? It was a mystery, but Roman Dmitry was doing things that even the United States couldn’t do.

“…I understand. You have worked hard, but until the Great Disaster is over, get LA ready and prepare for any unexpected problems. You will be rewarded for your help in the war later.”

[Thank you, Mr. President. I will do my best to protect LA.]

The call ended.

The President of the United States and his staff finished the call and were silent for a long time. Silence fell in the room, heavy and thick. No one spoke. The implications of what they had just heard hung in the air.

If people knew that Roman Dmitry was the one who saved LA, Korea would be the center of everything now.

The world would change because of them.

Roman Dmitry had proven himself in one battle, and future problems about breaking rules between countries would cause conflicts with him.

So, what should the United States do?

The Maron Church would complain just because Roman Dmitry was involved.

But even with those things in mind, the President felt that they shouldn’t anger Roman Dmitry.

Pride, politics, the Church… none of it mattered now. Dmitry had done what they couldn’t. That was the only truth that mattered. They had to work with him.

It was a hard decision.

They had to make the right choice now to prepare for the future.

The President of the United States spoke.

“Secretary of State.”

“Yes.”

“Announce it officially now. With the help of Korea…”

He stopped.

If he was going to admit the truth, he had to make his position clear.

“No, announce that the Korean Empire helped them take back LA.”

LA was saved. And the world would never be the same.