The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 580

Hans hadn’t changed at all, not in the past, not now.

Even after becoming a nobleman, he stayed with the Dimitri family, still working hard at simple tasks and being a servant.

The only thing different was that the Dimitri family had become the Emperor’s family.

Even though hundreds of servants followed his orders, Hans never showed off his noble title.

But that was until now.

He was asking for something for the first time.

“Sir Chris, could I come to the meeting too? I am a nobleman, after all. If there isn’t a seat for me, I’m happy to stand in the back and help out.”

Chris felt sorry for him.

Knowing why Hans wanted to go, Chris could only tell him to wait.

The meeting was for important leaders from different countries and important people from Dimitri. It wasn’t easy to find a place for Hans.

In the end, he had to say no.

Hans had been waiting outside. When he hurried over, his face was bright.

“Sir Chris, what’s happening? Is Emperor Roman Dimitri coming back? I heard Count Henry Albert mention ‘His Imperial Majesty’s existence,’ so does that mean there’s hope?”

“Lord Hans.”

Chris stopped him.

Looking at Hans, who was talking quickly, Chris said calmly, “I can tell you that we’ve found where to find Emperor Roman Dimitri. We’re going to find a way to get there. If the plan works, you’ll be able to see His Imperial Majesty again. So, please stay calm. We need to be patient and not rush, because this could take a long time.”

“Ah…”

Hans’s eyes opened wide.

Chris tried to say more, but Hans only heard the hopeful words.

“So, you’ve finally found him.”

Tears filled his eyes.

For Hans, who was devoted to the Dimitri family and especially to Emperor Roman Dimitri, the Emperor’s absence had been a hard time.

He had been very sad for the last few years.

Every day, Hans cleaned his master’s room. At night, he would look out the window and pray for the Emperor to come back safely.

He remembered the last time he saw the Emperor clearly.

If he had known it would be the last time, Hans would have held onto his leg and begged him not to go.

“…Sir Chris. His Imperial Majesty might mean something special to everyone, but he’s very precious to me. Whether he was born, made mistakes and people criticized him, or led Dimitri and saved the world, he was always the ‘Roman Dimitri’ I served. So, please tell me good news or bad news. I don’t want to wait without knowing anything.”

“I understand.”

“Thank you.”

Hans bowed his head.

He was so emotional that he cried on the floor.

“It’s a relief. It’s really a relief.”

The results of the meeting were also told to Romero Dimitri.

His wife, Rihanna Dimitri, saw him looking out the window with a worried look and came to him.

“Are you alright, dear?”

“I’m fine.”

He turned around.

He tried to smile, but she knew he wasn’t okay.

He looked out the window again, not meeting her eyes.

“You know, I might not be a perfect father, but I didn’t think I was a bad father. But when I heard that my son had taken all the burdens and disappeared, I felt like a heartless father who didn’t even know his son’s heart. Roman came to say goodbye then, but I didn’t even know how he felt and waited to tell him how I really felt. I’m such a sad person. I can’t forget the sight of Roman walking away from me for the last time.”

His heart hurt.

He remembered their last meeting.

Roman Dimitri had given up everything and thanked Romero Dimitri as his son.

Romero Dimitri held back his true feelings.

He could have said more than just a simple thank you, but he thought he would have another chance.

That made him feel heavy inside. As Roman Dimitri was gone longer, Romero Dimitri became weaker, remembering the things he couldn’t do as a father.

So, he also refused to be the Emperor.

People wanted Romero Dimitri to be the Emperor for a while, but he felt so guilty that he couldn’t focus on running the country.

At first, he didn’t want to be the acting leader, but as his health got worse, he said he couldn’t do it anymore because he wasn’t good enough.

Rihanna Dimitri came closer.

“It’s not your fault. I didn’t know how Roman really felt either, and neither did any of us.”

He knew it himself.

The goodbye with Roman wasn’t anyone’s fault.

But he couldn’t accept it calmly.

He was upset that he couldn’t say his last words, and he couldn’t be happy no matter how good the food was.

Romero Dimitri looked at his wife.

The once strong Dimitri now looked thin and weak.

“Dear, if I can see my son again, even for a moment, there’s something I really want to say.”

Every night, he said it over and over.

He imagined it again and again, hoping that day would come.

“I’m so grateful that he’s my son. I love him. I really want to tell him that.”

The next day, Dimitri’s guardian, Fernando, visited the training ground.

He walked around and saw Dimitri’s soldiers training harder than ever.

Clang!

Clang! Clang!

“Stronger! Even stronger!”

“That’s not enough!”

The training ground was huge.

The soldiers were fighting fiercely, as if they wanted to destroy each other.

It was living up to its name.

When Roman Dimitri started the Dimitri Empire, the first thing he did was make sure the soldiers who protected the country were proud.

Even if a family had ‘one soldier,’ they were rewarded well enough to live comfortably. They spent most of their time training to become stronger.

Because of this training, Dimitri won every battle, even against the Demon World. People thought it was an honor to be a soldier of Dimitri.

That’s why the scene in front of him was happening.

Men and women were fighting hard, sweating a lot.

But they were even more eager than usual.

The reason was what Chris had said the day before.

“As you all know, we’ve found Emperor Roman Dimitri. As soon as we find a way to travel to another world, we will go. If we need people for that task, we will choose them based on skill, no matter what their position is. Remember, it’s a matter of risking your lives. If you’re not serious or ready, you won’t be chosen for this mission.”

Roman Dimitri!

The soldiers were training hard, hoping to be chosen to find him.

Every soldier dreamed of being chosen. To be selected for this mission was the highest honor a soldier could imagine.

Among all the soldiers training that day, one young man stood out to Fernando.

Clang!

Fernando watched as the soldier blocked a heavy blow from his opponent’s sword. Clang! The sound echoed across the training ground.

A soldier with long, black hair that whipped around his face attacked fiercely. He pushed hard against the other knight, his sword a blur of motion. The knight seemed surprised by the sudden attack and struggled to defend himself.

Even though the knight was known as a skilled fighter in Dimitri, he was now on the defensive.

The knight tried to stay calm and block each strike, hoping for a chance to attack back. But the black-haired soldier was like a storm, never stopping, always pushing forward. Slowly, he forced the knight back, step by step, until the knight’s back was against the edge of the training circle.

Suddenly, thwack! One sword grazed the other’s cheek – a tiny cut, so close to being a serious wound. Their swords locked together, blades crossed, and they were locked in a tight struggle.

The black-haired soldier ignored the thin line of blood appearing on his cheek. His eyes stayed fixed on his opponent. In a flash, he moved his sword, pointing the tip at the knight’s throat.

“I yield,” the knight gasped, out of breath.

The black-haired soldier lowered his sword slightly. “You fought well,” he said, his voice calm but firm.

With a clink of metal, he put his sword back in its holder.

Who was this soldier? It was Loren Dimitri. He was still young, but today, he seemed different. He carried himself with a new confidence, like a man who knew his own strength. He accepted his win without a smile or any sign of excitement, simply turning and walking towards the next training area.

Fernando watched Loren go, a small smile on his face. Loren was already heading to another training ring. Ever since Chris had spoken about the selection, Loren had been training harder than anyone. It was clear he desperately wanted to be chosen. Fernando understood why. For Loren, Roman Dimitri was like a hero, someone perfect and impossible to reach. When Roman Dimitri was lost, Loren felt it deeply. But instead of giving up like some others, Loren used his sadness to fuel his training. Now, he wanted to show everyone what he could do. Loren was determined to be selected, no matter what.

Suddenly, the ground shook. Boom! Rumble! A loud roar echoed from far away. Fernando stopped and looked towards the source of the noise. That was the direction of his destination – the place he was heading to.

Fernando stopped walking suddenly. A cloud of dust hung in the air ahead. As it slowly cleared, he saw the scene and gasped in shock. ‘Heh…’ Fernando breathed out, surprised. It was the Dimitri training grounds. This place was built to be strong, made of tough stone and protected by magic so soldiers could train hard without breaking it. But now, it was wrecked, like some huge animal had attacked it. Fernando could feel a powerful energy in the air, like that of a very strong mage – maybe even a 7-star mage. Even Fernando, who was known as the protector of Dimitri, wasn’t sure he could have stopped something this powerful.

A voice called out. ‘So, you’re here.’

From behind the dust, a man stepped out. Red hair and sharp, intense eyes – it was Kevin, the man people called ‘Dimitri’s Devil.’

Fernando looked at the destroyed training ground. ‘That’s incredible power,’ Fernando said. ‘You haven’t just been traveling around doing nothing, have you?’

Kevin’s eyes were cold. ‘I couldn’t just stay the same, could I? If something bad happened to Emperor Roman Dimitri, I didn’t want to be useless.’

For years, Kevin had traveled the world. He spent his days searching for any news of Roman Dimitri. When night fell, he practiced the Demonic Heavenly Sword Art. He wanted to give his whole life to Roman Dimitri. But he knew bad things could happen. What if something happened that he wasn’t strong enough to stop? He decided he needed to become powerful enough to face any danger. And, he thought to himself, Emperor Roman Dimitri taught me the Demonic Heavenly Sword Art. To not train would be to disrespect him. Kevin clenched his jaw. Every night, even when he was tired and sad, he kept practicing with his sword. Years went by. Even Fernando couldn’t guess how strong Kevin had become. Kevin’s eyes looked empty and his face was harder than before. Anyone who fought him now would be in serious danger.

Fernando didn’t really understand how Kevin felt. He knew Kevin was completely loyal to Roman Dimitri, but Kevin’s loyalty was so strong, it was almost like he was obsessed. But one thing Fernando knew for sure: Kevin was needed for this mission. ‘King Rodwell wants you to stay in Dimitri until we have the results from the experiments,’ Fernando said. ‘Don’t leave. We don’t know when we’ll need you, so be ready to move quickly. Kevin, you are very important to getting Emperor Roman Dimitri back.’

‘I wasn’t planning on going anywhere,’ Kevin replied, his voice flat.

Shink. He slid his sword back into its sheath.

Edwin Hector and Felix were working on magical experiments. No one knew when they would have results. But now that they knew where Roman Dimitri was, Kevin didn’t need to travel anymore. His mind became clear and focused. Kevin’s eyes narrowed. ‘Until now, I was traveling and training when I had time,’ Kevin said, his voice low. ‘But things are different now. I trust the people here in Dimitri. I believe Count Henry Albert when he said he saw Emperor Roman Dimitri. I believe King Edwin Hector when he says he can find a way to reach him. I believe everyone wants Emperor Roman Dimitri back. So…’ Kevin made a fist. ‘I will only focus on getting stronger until we can open a way to his world. Then, no matter what problems we face, I will be ready. I will become the strongest person in the world.’

He let go of his old feelings of being less than Chris. Chris was not important anymore. He wanted something bigger. To bring Roman Dimitri home safely, he had to face dangers that no human had ever faced before. He would not fail like he had in the past. Roman Dimitri had fought the war against the Demon World almost alone. Before, even Chris, who everyone admired, couldn’t do anything to help. But Kevin would be different. He would become someone who could truly help Roman Dimitri. Even if gods or other powerful beings tried to stop Dimitri, Kevin would defeat them and show them why he existed. His travels were over.

Kevin turned to Fernando. ‘You understand, right?’ Kevin said, his voice hard. ‘I am Dimitri’s sword.’

The sun was still in the sky, but for Kevin, the real training was just beginning.