The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 58

Soon, it was time for the party to begin.

Roman looked completely different from his daytime appearance.

Earlier, he was dusty and dirty from the mine and training.

But now, at the party, he was neat and well-dressed.

Everyone had been waiting for Roman to arrive.

When he walked into the party hall, the loud chatter stopped suddenly.

Someone announced, “Lord Roman Dimitri!”

Roman looked around at the people and smiled, greeting them.

He wasn’t his usual unfriendly self.

Roman knew he had to act like the important guest since the party was for him.

Because of this change, the noble ladies who had been ignored by him earlier became interested.

“Lord Roman, why did you leave so quickly earlier? I wanted to talk to you before the party.”

“I had just finished working and was very messy. I had to leave. I wanted to look my best for the party, even a little bit.”

“Ah, that makes sense.”

Maybe they liked Roman’s answer.

Soon, the ladies were giggling at everything Roman said.

It was clear they wanted to get close to Roman, and quickly he was surrounded by women.

Among them, Silvia’s presence was the most prominent.

“You are even more impressive than people say. Working in the mine with the workers, even as a noble heir… My father always says we should be humble and learn, but it’s hard for me to do like you, Lord Roman. If I married someone like you, wouldn’t I become a better person by learning from my husband?”

It was a blatant statement.

Although she received envious glances from those around her, Silvia didn’t care about such things at all.

She was pretty.

She knew her own beauty very well, and she had learned from experience that if she made the first move with this beauty, the average man would lose his mind.

It wasn’t a bad method.

If it weren’t for Roman, who hadn’t been swayed by the beauty of Flora Lawrence, the most beautiful woman in the northeast, that method would have certainly worked.

“Thank you for your kind words.”

That’s all Roman said.

He smiled and ended the conversation.

While kindly accepting the questions that poured in from all directions, he never allowed anyone to cross the line between friendship and romance.

After being surrounded by the women for a while, Roman quietly left the party hall to get some fresh air.

It was then that a familiar voice was heard from behind.

“You are a good actor, aren’t you?”

The owner of the voice approached.

Looking down to his side, a familiar face was looking up at Roman.

It was none other than Flora Lawrence.

The friendliness from just moments ago was gone.

Since no one was watching, Roman dropped the friendliness he had been wearing and said coldly.

“I had to do it. It was necessary.”

“That’s unexpected. I thought you didn’t care about relationships between people.”

“I would have been that way normally. But this party was hosted by the Lawrence family for me, and my parents and their guests are watching. It means that, regardless of my usual behavior, a minimum level of courtesy is required. And, it’s not really unexpected, since I was the same way when I first met you.”

When Roman first met Flora, Roman dressed in formal attire.

Thinking that the smell of blood on his body was not polite to the other person, he even went out wearing strong perfume.

Roman was that kind of person.

He seemed to act like he had no respect for anyone, but when necessary, he showed behavior that was appropriate.

Flora said, “Now that I think about it, that’s how it was. Rather, I was the one who lacked manners.”

In her memory, Roman was a person with clear boundaries.

He maintained courtesy until the end in a arranged marriage, and when she notified him of the annulment and made interfering remarks, he showed a cold attitude from then on.

Thinking about it, it was her fault.

Roman tried to maintain an appropriate level of distance, just like he showed at the party, but Flora trampled on it and ruined their relationship.

A consistent person.

That’s why she was more curious.

How did Roman live his life that he had such firm standards of his own?

“But why are you working with the miners? People think it’s training to be the next leader, but I don’t think there is such training. I understand the smithy, but why would Lord Dimitri send his son to the mine?”

Flora’s question.

Normally, he wouldn’t have answered.

However, as he recalled her appearance on the battlefield, Roman wanted to tell her his thoughts for once.

“How do you think Lawrence became so powerful?”

“…Sorry?”

“People often think Lawrence became rich because of the good crops from their land. But that’s not really true. Lawrence became successful through trade. They knew how to use their crops, selling them or trading them to become the Lawrence family we know today. I heard Lord Lawrence’s younger brother also used this skill and became a successful trader in the capital.”

She was surprised.

The foundation of Lawrence.

Few people accurately grasped it.

In fact, even Flora thought that the fertile land was everything to Lawrence until recently.

“What does that have to do with anything?”

“I believe the smithy, and especially the iron mine, is the base of Dimitri’s power. If miners didn’t go to the mine every day, getting dirty and digging out iron, Dimitri wouldn’t be successful today. So, I wanted to understand Dimitri completely. Even if I don’t become the leader, I think it’s my duty as a Dimitri. If I ever have to face problems with the people of Dimitri, I believe my time in the mine, which others don’t understand, will help me understand them better and feel what they feel.”

Roman’s voice was firm, as if it was something absolutely necessary.

Flora was momentarily speechless at the sight of him asserting his claim.

“……Ah.”

“It’s getting late. I’ll be on my way.”

The conversation ended there.

Roman Dimitri turned around without any regrets.

Flora watched him, feeling like she had been hit hard.

Really.

Every time she met Roman, he made her think deeply.

Recently, people called Roman Dimitri “the man of the hour.”

People no longer thought of him as Dimitri’s fool.

Everyone looked up to him and wanted something from him.

If she were Roman, getting so much praise, could she still think like him and work in the mine?

‘No, I couldn’t.’

That’s how people are.

Praise can make you lose your focus.

Even hardworking people might start to relax and enjoy life, especially if they were famous like Roman.

Even if he enjoyed the attention of women and didn’t work hard, people might not blame him.

But Roman was different.

He didn’t let victory make him arrogant, and he didn’t just relax.

Right after the war, he went to the mine.

While others celebrated, the war hero quietly mined iron, covered in dirt.

What kind of person is he to act like that?

Flora had worked hard too, but she felt ashamed when she was with Roman.

‘He is amazing.’

She respected him.

She wanted to be like him.

Roman was almost her ideal person.

Suddenly, Flora remembered what her father had said.

“…Live for your dreams now. I won’t make the mistake of underestimating you again. I will support you in anything you want.”

Lord Lawrence.

He didn’t want her to just be “the flower of Lawrence.”

He wanted Flora Lawrence to live her own life.

His promise to support her filled Flora’s mind.

‘What is my dream?’

She thought and thought.

She didn’t have a clear dream yet.

But she knew that watching Roman had made her want one thing.

‘I want to become stronger. So that no one can ever try to take Lawrence’s land again. Instead of relying on others to protect Lawrence, I want to be strong enough to protect it myself. That’s my goal.’

She made a decision.

A firm dream.

The mind that had been wandering for a while even after the war finally cleared, and it felt like everything was being organized.

Flora left her seat.

There was no longer any reason to stay at the party.

The existence of Roman Dimitri was no longer a reason to hold her back.

A few days later, it was later revealed that Flora had left Lawrence and headed to the capital.

Like a flower grown in a protected garden, Flora, the “flower of Lawrence,” was finally leaving her safe home and going out into the world.

Time passed.

Two weeks later, just as the destruction of the Barco family was becoming a well-known fact, a guest came to Dimitri’s smithy.

“Hendrick! Hendrick!”

“What is it?”

“What do you mean? I just came to have a drink with you!”

A small man smiled at Hendrick, who was walking out of the smithy looking annoyed.

Hendrick’s eyes lit up when he saw the liquor bottle.

It was lunchtime, so Hendrick quickly cleared things off a tree stump to make a table.

“Jacob, you always know what I need!”

“Right?”

The man’s name was Jacob.

He was in charge of the mine work.

Jacob poured liquor into Hendrick’s glass and then drank from the bottle himself.

“Ahhh, that’s good.”

“How’s work today?”

“Same as always. We mine so much, but this iron mine never ends! We’ve only mined near the entrance of the mountain so far. The Dimitri family can use this iron mine for hundreds of years. Yes, I’m sure of it. Jacob, who has been a miner his whole life, knows this for sure.”

Hendrick and Jacob.

The two pillars of Dimitri often spent time like this.

While handling strenuous tasks every day, taking a short break to drink liquor was like welcome rain.

How much had they drunk?

Hendrick put down his glass and asked in a subtle voice.

“But what about Roman Dimitri? People were talking about him working in the mine a lot two weeks ago, but it’s been quiet lately. Did he stop working there?”

“Ah, Roman?”

Jacob chuckled.

He drank more liquor and smiled.

“Don’t even ask. He hasn’t stopped working, not even for one day! At first, everyone was unsure about him because they didn’t know what Roman Dimitri was thinking. But now, no miner dislikes Roman, right?”

“Really?”

Hendrick’s eyes opened wide.

Miners are as proud as blacksmiths.

For those proud miners to like Roman…

“What happened in the iron mine?”

The past two weeks.

Many things happened in Dimitri’s iron mine.