The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live A Normal Life [EN]: Chapter 98

Kevin’s plan worked.

He had deliberately sent one of his soldiers ahead.

The soldier rushed to Edwin Hector, his face terrified, and quickly told his story, as if he couldn’t wait to get it out.

“T-there’s definitely a wizard in Cairo’s camp! We lit up the darkness, confirmed there was nothing there, and moved on, but suddenly Cairo’s soldiers appeared and attacked us! Please, believe me. They weren’t just hiding in the bushes and ambushing us. Like a mirage, they appeared out of thin air!”

He trembled as he spoke.

Whenever he thought of Kevin, the soldier anxiously checked behind him, remembering the demon who brutally killed his comrades.

“…Commander. It seems the enemy has set a trap,” Jackson said.

Reports were coming in from all sides that they were being attacked by the enemy.

They had more soldiers, but they were still losing badly. This made Edwin think the soldier might be telling the truth.

“Jackson, there is no magic in the world that can hide a large number of people. Magic can make things look fake, but the enemy is attacking from four places at once. It’s almost impossible they are using magic scrolls. Magic scrolls with strong magic are carefully controlled by the Magic Towers. It’s almost impossible for Cairo to have many of these scrolls here. Then there’s only one possibility. Cairo has a high-circle wizard. Do you think that makes sense? That such a being is holding out in the Southern Front, not the West?”

“It’s impossible.”

“Yes, it’s impossible. This isn’t magic.”

A wizard.

An existence more precious than an aura swordsman.

Most of them belonged to the neutral organization, the Magic Tower.

Like the Golden Bank, it was a group that operated across the continent, and nine out of ten people born with the talent of mana hoped to belong to the Magic Tower.

The reason was simple.

The Magic Tower was a repository of knowledge, so if you wanted to grow as a wizard, you had no choice but to choose the Magic Tower.

Therefore, only a small number of wizards existed in each country.

But Edwin Hector could not understand how such a great being had appeared on the Southern Front.

‘Roman Dmitry has something special. He’s not just improvising against our pursuit, but he lured us into the mountains after completing thorough preparations in advance. He’s probably trying to buy time. The longer we’re stuck in the mountains, the more casualties we suffer. The Southern Front will find breathing room, and the moment the troops sent by the Cairo Royal Family arrive, the tide will turn at once.’

He saw the board broadly.

Edwin thought of the battle like a fast-moving game of chess. He knew fighting here for too long would be very bad, but he didn’t want to give up.

‘A single retreat. The moment we lose momentum, it’s over.’

Even if he withdrew his troops and captured the front-line defense positions, could he achieve his goal as intended?

It would be difficult.

Roman Dmitry would gain fame for defeating Hector with a small number of men, and that fame would surely give Cairo a reason not to give up.

War is swayed by momentum.

The moment Roman Dmitry, a hero, is born from this war, the color of defeat will naturally deepen.

‘It’s too early to withdraw the troops yet.’

Soldiers are dying.

But it was something he was prepared for.

To save the Hector Kingdom, everyone swore to give their lives, and Edwin Hector would not let their lives be in vain.

‘I’ll wait for the moment. For Roman Dmitry to fall into my trap.’

It was then.

[Roman Dmitry! He has appeared!]

The voice coming from the communicator.

Roman Dmitry had begun to move.

Whoosh!

Darkness receded.

The moment the light from the magic artifact lit up the area, the aura swordsman’s face showed astonishment.

“Gasp?!”

Thud!

Right in front of him, Roman Dmitry was there.

Appearing through the darkness, he plunged his sword into the swordsman’s chest before he could even react properly.

The aura swordsman staggered.

He knelt down, sputtering blood, but a smile spread across his face as he looked up at Roman.

“Cough! I-I finally got you!”

Flash!

The explosion of aura.

The intensely boiling mana was manifested as light through the artifact.

The aura swordsman was prepared to die.

However, before losing consciousness, he hoped to hang a bell around Roman’s neck at the cost of his own death.

Beep-

“It’s Roman Dmitry!”

“Roman Dmitry has revealed himself! Form a siege!”

The situation changed rapidly.

It was different from before.

Before, there was no way to catch him if he tried to attack and hide in the darkness, but this time, the light shone according to the direction Roman moved.

Fragments of light were fired in all directions as the light of mana exploded.

It was embedded in Roman’s entire body, and although there was no physical pain, it made Roman’s body glow like a firefly.

The aura swordsman’s death was not in vain.

With his movements rapidly changing, the commanders connected communications.

[Roman Dmitry is moving north!]

[He just turned in the opposite direction!]

[2nd Company! 2nd Company! The rat is going that way!]

A siege was formed in an instant.

Hector’s soldiers systematically drove Roman into a corner, and no matter how fast he was, he could not break through the siege at human speed.

To this end, Edwin Hector was prepared for casualties and spread his soldiers far apart.

From the moment Roman Dmitry was discovered, they quickly climbed the mountain and pressured Roman’s position from a high vantage point.

They had surrounded him completely, like a net covering the sky and the ground.

They spread a net to catch Roman.

As time went on, the range of the net became very narrow, and at some point, soldiers began to encounter Roman.

In that situation, the Hector Kingdom thought they had finally cornered the enemy, and Roman Dmitry was a rat in a trap.

They had lost many allies because of just one man, but dealing with the ghost that had tormented them all night was now only a matter of time.

They were on Roman’s tail.

Hector’s soldiers attacked all at once as soon as they discovered Roman, who was scattering fragments of light as he fled.

“Die!”

“I’ll avenge my comrades!”

The soldiers rushed in, their eyes filled with venom, remembering the fear they had felt all night, because Roman Dmitry was a demon who killed countless allies.

Whoosh!

Sharp weapons covered Roman from all directions.

At that moment, Roman’s body became blurred.

Instead of running away, he suddenly changed direction and swung his sword, plunging into the space teeming with soldiers.

Flash!

Splatter!

Blood splattered.

The soldiers, who had been showing their venom, were torn apart in one blow, and Roman mercilessly cut down the soldiers who continued to attack.

It was a movement too fast to be seen with the naked eye.

Every time numerous soldiers encountered Roman, blood splattered in all directions.

Clearly, until just now, they had shown an intense venom that seemed to devour any opponent, but they were helplessly massacred by a single man.

But.

“Chase him!”

“Never let him get away!”

The chase was just beginning.

Enemies chasing each other’s tails.

Even if he cut down several enemies at once, more enemies appeared and chased after Roman.

There was no space to escape.

He was caught in a perfect net.

As time dragged on, Hector’s experts also appeared.

Wham!

Rumble!

Explosions of aura occurred in all directions.

Aura swordsmen rushed in, raising their auras.

Among them were 3-star aura swordsmen, and the powerful aura that tore through the air was an attack that Roman could not ignore.

The soldiers of the Hector Kingdom were certain that their attack had worked this time.

According to what they had heard from their commanders, Roman Dmitry was a 3-star swordsman, and there was no way he could face several aura swordsmen of the same level.

A touch-and-go situation.

With the flames of aura rushing in from all directions, Roman exploded the mana in his dantian.

‘Heavenly Demon Sword Art, Second Form.’

The sword flashed.

The fiercely rising mana collided with the aura that filled the field of vision.

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

“Kraaah!”

“Aargh!”

The aura swordsmen were swept away by the powerful explosion.

Their swords, which had been surging with aura, were cut off in an instant, and the fragile bodies behind them were torn apart as well.

A single blow.

It was a shocking scene.

Even after showing such a tremendous attack, Roman left the scene without even a hint of disarray.

Everyone was in shock.

Roman was a terrifying enemy.

He had completely deviated from common sense, and they knew that even if they caught up to him, defeating him would be very difficult.

But that’s why they followed him even more fiercely.

He’s such a strong monster on his own, but what would happen if they missed him?

They didn’t even want to imagine it.

Even if they captured all the bases in the Southern Front, Roman Dmitry seemed like a demon who would somehow slaughter the soldiers of the Hector Kingdom.

Everyone was driven to the edge.

The soldiers of the Hector Kingdom threw away their precious lives like straw, and they even thrust their necks into the sword to stop Roman’s movements.

It was desperate.

A golden opportunity to kill Roman.

They acted according to instinct, not cold reason.

Only 10 minutes.

It was a short time.

During that time, the blood of those who died formed a river, and corpses were trampled underfoot with every movement.

But when did it start?

People felt something was strange.

Roman Dmitry, a demon who seemed to be caught but never was, was he really running away?

A thought suddenly occurred to them.

It was a possibility that made their hearts sink, a possibility that was too ominous.

Thud!

“Ugh.”

He had dealt with the enemy chasing him this time as well.

Roman shook off the blood flowing down his sword and calmed his slightly rising breath.

‘My stamina is also gradually reaching its limit.’

Heavenly Demon Sword Art was a technique that Roman could not use often either.

But with Hector’s aura swordsmen rushing in from all directions, he had no choice but to exert his strength excessively.

It was then that a swordsman with a long cut across his chest cursed Roman, panting.

“Do, do you think you can survive here? Huff, huff. That will never happen. Thousands of soldiers are surrounding this place. No matter how strong you are, huff, in the end, you’ll have no choice but to die miserably!”

He struggled, shouted, and looked up at Roman with bloodshot eyes.

In that moment, Roman smiled.

Humans were always consistent.

Just like with Thomson’s case, people fell into the same delusion in certain situations.

“Why can’t you think that I came into this trap myself? Even after clearly seeing the swordsmen using magic artifacts and stepping forward, I killed them and let the fragments be embedded in my body.”

“Wh-what do you mean?”

Hector Kingdom couldn’t even imagine it.

Roman Dmitry was bait.

He deliberately wagged his tail, creating a situation where the soldiers of the Hector Kingdom would chase him.

The swordsman’s face was filled with astonishment.

Looking down at him, Roman told him the cruel reality.

“Numerous people are running around to chase me. You may think the siege is perfect, but in the end, there will inevitably be loopholes in what humans do. 1 minute? No, even 30 seconds. The enemies who arrive first will desperately rush at me with the thought that they have to catch me somehow. Isn’t it funny? Because you’ve cornered me, you’re not as careful as you should be.”

He knows how reckless this operation is.

But Cheonma Baek Jung-hyuk always lived like this, thinking in reverse and performing unconventional acts.

“So let’s go all the way. It’s still a long way until sunrise.”

The enemies will soon know that common sense does not work in Baek Jung-hyuk’s world.