The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 68

As evening came, Willas reached Dimitri.

At the checkpoint, they said why they were there and who they were. The captain of the guard then took them to Baron Romero.

“I am Romero Dimitri,” said the Baron. “You are from the Valhalla Temple?”

“Yes,” Willas replied. “I am Willas, a priest from Cairo. I heard Roman Dimitri defeated Homerus, who was ranked 49th. Usually, the Valhalla Temple does not check unofficial fights. But this is very unusual. I want to meet Roman and decide if we should put this in the rankings.”

Baron Romero was very happy.

Ranking was important. It would bring honor to the Dimitri family.

Dimitri was a new family. They were rich, but not famous for honor.

Roman becoming a Ranker would change that. People in high society would have to respect the Dimitri family. And it was his eldest son, Roman, who could do this!

Baron Romero offered tea. He sent a servant to get Roman.

But the servant came back looking worried.

“My Lord,” he said. “Hans, Roman’s servant, says Master Roman is in the smithy. He is not talking to anyone. What should we do? Hans can bring Roman if it is very important.”

“No, that’s alright,” Baron Romero said.

Baron Romero’s face lit up with pleasure. ‘Working in the smithy?’ he thought. ‘Excellent!’

Baron Romero thought for a moment. “Well then,” he said to Willas, “since Roman is busy, why don’t you rest today and meet him tomorrow? In the meantime, you can see Dimitri.”

Hans, who was supposed to guide Roman, led the way.

“Dimitri,” Hans began, “is famous for its iron mine. The best iron in Cairo comes from here. Look around you. The castle walls, even the gates, are strong because of our iron. People call Dimitri ‘unbreakable’ because it is so well defended.”

Willas was not really listening to Hans. He was thinking.

‘A swordsman who beat Homerus, in this faraway place?’ he thought. ‘If Dimitri was a famous knight family, maybe. But it’s just a mining town. It’s more likely someone is lying for fame.’

Many people want to be famous Rankers. They often lie about unofficial fights. That’s why the Valhalla Temple doesn’t trust them easily.

After walking for a while, they heard loud shouts in the distance. Hans led them towards the sound. They arrived at a training ground.

They heard loud, energetic shouts.

Willas’s boredom vanished. He became curious. He looked at the training ground with interest.

Willas wondered, ‘Are they just normal soldiers?’ They didn’t look like knights. Some were young, like boys. Knights usually start training very young, but they are not knights when they are still boys. These soldiers looked like they were just ordinary people trained to fight.

Willas turned to Hans. “Excuse me,” Willas said politely. “May I watch the training for a moment?”

Hans went to ask the captain. The captain glanced at Willas and nodded.

“You can watch from far away,” the captain said.

“Thank you,” Willas replied.

Willas found a shady spot and sat down to watch. The soldiers were getting ready. Chris, the trainer, stepped forward.

At first, Willas was just curious. But as he watched, his interest grew.

The soldiers moved quickly. Wooden swords clashed with a loud BANG! They fought fiercely, like gladiators in a deadly arena. Dust rose from the ground as they moved. The air was thick with the sounds of grunts and the thud of wood on wood.

These were not the same untrained soldiers from before. They had become warriors. The Asura training had changed them.

The Asura Sword Technique taught them how to fight in any situation. Block, dodge, attack back – it had answers for everything. And the Asura Mind Method made them even stronger.

They were focused and serious. Even though it was just practice, they fought like it was a real battle. No one wanted to lose.

Among them, there was a person who was fighting most fiercely.

It was Kevin.

Kevin was small, but he fought like a whirlwind.

He evaded the opponent’s attempted attack.

Kevin deflected the opponent’s attack with a daring movement of leaning his upper body back, and then immediately took a step forward and targeted the opponent’s vitals. The speed of the wooden sword was unbelievably fast.

He shortened the attack time by holding the sword briefly, and it seemed to the opponent as if he was attacking simultaneously.

“Kevin, are you going to just let me hit you? Where’s your defense?” Pooky sneered.

“Win first and then talk like that,” Kevin replied.

He punched the opponent’s side with his fist.

Pooky’s body felt like hitting an armor of solid muscles, but Pooky’s expression was terribly distorted by Kevin’s awl-like fist.

That’s why everyone didn’t like fighting Kevin.

Roman told them to do their best like in a real battle, even if it was sparring, but Kevin was very extreme among them. As if he could never allow defeat even once.

Pooky gritted his teeth, annoyed by Kevin’s words.

“Fine then! I’ll show you!” Pooky thought.

From then on, it was a series of really real battles.

Pooky boldly attacked the vitals where he could lose his life if he was hit wrong, and even in the precarious situation, Kevin never backed down. Always in a posture of rushing at the opponent. While maintaining the distance to attack Pooky until the end, he evaded the opponent’s fierce counterattacks with simple movements.

Kevin’s eyes burned with determination. He hated losing more than anything.

Kevin moved like a ghost.

Pooky’s forehead was already dripping with cold sweat from the relentless, tenacious attacks.

‘This bastard,’ Pooky thought.

When he first became Roman’s private soldier, the one who surprised people was not Roman or Chris, but Kevin. He was just a boy who didn’t look like much on the outside, but he showed the most aggressive and rough fighting style, even in the great warrior battle.

Is it because Chris is an insurmountable wall? Soldiers like Pooky wanted to beat Kevin at least, and they started to develop quickly with the overheated sense of competition.

Suddenly, a faint glow appeared around their wooden swords. It was the sign of 1-Star aura.