The Heavenly Demon Can't Live a Normal Life

News of defeat arrived from the border. At the report from his subordinate, Marquis Belfir’s expression changed.

“The Green Field troops led by Rodriguez suffered damage to the point of annihilation. As soon as the battle began, Rodriguez was killed by Roman Dmitry, and only a few men managed to survive.”

“Tsk. I told him not to push his luck.”

It was obvious what had happened. Contrary to their initial plan, Rodriguez must have attacked Roman Dmitry and given him a chance to kill him.

The monster that defeated Barbossa with just seven attacks. No matter how much Rodriguez was experienced in the front line, he shouldn’t have lost his awareness of the opponent.

Forget the results. Certainly, Roman Dmitry’s move was absurd. And even if Rodriguez gave him a chance, his troops weren’t so easy to defeat.

‘Destroying the troops with just a handful of men, Roman Dmitry is such a scary character. He even has the bold judgment and the power to put it into practice. If a monster like that turned into Valhalla’s enemy, we would be in trouble. Certainly, before he arrives at Dmitry, we need to put an end to him.’

“Give an order to the troops on duty. This operation is a fight in our favor. Instead of pushing yourself like Rodriquez did, slowly bite away at the energy that Roman’s troops have by using Kronos. Roman Dmitry is just one man. There will come a moment when he will reach his limit.”

“I understand.”

He gave the order. Seeing the subordinate step back, Marquis Belfir felt a bit concerned, but he didn’t think they would fail.

However, reports piled up over time, and at some point, he had no choice but to lose his cool.

“Marquis Belfir! The ambush unit that attacked Roman Dmitry lost most of its men after being caught. According to the report of the survivors, once they entered the mountain, they couldn’t shake off Roman Dmitry’s pursuit.”

“Kronos’s forces were pushed back. In the process, the damage to Dmitry is close to nothing.”

“The Rankers of Valhalla were mobilized, but they couldn’t stop Roman Dmitry. The plan failed again. The moment they faced Roman Dmitry, most of the leading troops were destroyed, so the situation isn’t going as intended.”

The reports continued, and he felt dizzy. Even though he acknowledged the opponent, the results didn’t change at all.

‘Roman Dmitry. Are you really going to break through the border?’

Honestly, they believed that Roman Dmitry had an ulterior motive behind this plan. In a situation where Valhalla and Kronos openly declared their killing intent, crossing the border was like inviting death. So he had to be wary of the situation.

He was convinced that the plan would succeed if Roman was wary of them, but no, every troop that crossed paths with Roman Dmitry was being annihilated. In this plan, they had received too much damage. Including Barbossa and Rodriguez, six people who were considered top Rankers in Valhalla had died.

It was difficult. If this was the case, it would be difficult to recover from the damage, even if they won.

“…Roman Dmitry, such a scary person you are. In the fight with Barbossa, he didn’t use much of his strength, and Dmitry’s soldiers were beyond the normal level. The troops of the Kronos Empire aren’t that strong. If we send him alive to Dmitry, it will be like putting wings on Dmitry, who already has a strong army.”

He acknowledged the opponent. Time was on Valhalla’s side, but now the odds had to be in their favor. In the end…

“I need to see His Majesty, the Emperor, right now.”

Marquis Belfir, who had said that he would somehow handle things, gritted his teeth, feeling miserable.

The report was delivered to the Emperor of Valhalla. Under his gaze, Marquis Belfir and Count Gomez couldn’t lift their heads. That was the situation.

Marquis Belfir and Count Gomez joined forces at the same time, and even though it had been fifteen days since Roman Dmitry left the border, they weren’t able to handle him.

From now on, it wouldn’t be strange if they were punished. To simply make the excuse that Roman Dmitry was strong and call this nation one of the two strong mountains was a shame.

The Valhalla Emperor laughed.

“Roman Dmitry, what a funny one. Even knowing our intentions, he responded to the invitation, yet he refused to compromise and tried to return alive. The results of the ambushes make no sense. And if warriors like Rodriguez are dying, it must mean that there is no way to hold him down unless our best Ranker steps out.”

That was right. Additional troops from Valhalla couldn’t be sent. The people had eyes and ears, so if they mobilized a lot of troops, they would notice what was happening at the border.

Kronos and Valhalla were different. It didn’t matter if Kronos committed evil deeds openly, but Valhalla hadn’t completely controlled the public’s mind yet. The moment public sentiment burns, Valhalla falls into chaos. And perhaps Roman Dmitry was aiming for that.

“We can no longer lose the warriors of Valhalla. If it had been the Valhalla Empire that had led this incident, I would have diverted the people’s eyes away and ordered Roman Dmitry to be killed. However, the subject of this case is the Kronos Empire, and that means that they are ultimately responsible for their defeat.”

Suddenly, he was curious. The Valhalla Emperor knew Kronos’s intentions. Since Roman Dmitry had taken them down every time since the war with Cairo, they were fully prepared to achieve a certain result this time.

But for Valhalla, that was about it. From now on, he wanted to see if Roman Dmitry would be able to block Kronos’s plans completely.

He was excited. The Emperor of Valhalla. Sometimes, rather than the interests of the empire, his own interests were more important.

“Let the troops divide slowly. From now on, we will see how the fight between Dmitry and Kronos goes.”

“I accept your orders.”

Sure death. There was no change in that thought. If Roman Dmitry showed even the slightest opening, they would strike again.

After fifteen days, it was time to dry the blood. Even though they moved while taking some rest, Dmitry’s soldiers couldn’t hide their exhaustion.

“Die!”

Puak!

As the sword drove into the opponent’s heart, the shadow trembled and swung his dagger until the end, and the soldier rammed his body to knock the opponent down. Then he stabbed the sword like a crazy man.

There were marks on his face that one couldn’t tell if they were blood or past scars, and after resisting for a while, the shadow finally stopped.

“Huk. Huk.”

He felt out of breath. When he raised his head, the enemies they still had to deal with filled his vision. It was overwhelming.

Even Dmitry’s soldiers, who had gone through the worst training, reached their limit on the 15th day of the forced march, but they still clenched their teeth until the very end.

It was something they were determined to do. They knew it was going to be tough, and above all else, they could see Roman Dmitry at the front going against the opponents.

Grrrng!

Rumble!

It was a shocking sight. In each clash, Roman Dmitry faced the attacks of the enemies head-on, and thanks to that, most of the attacks were focused on Roman Dmitry.

In the meantime, even though they had been through numerous battles with Roman Dmitry, the appearance of Roman Dmitry, who hadn’t shaken even after fifteen days, was shocking to them. So they held on because Roman Dmitry hadn’t fallen yet. And they believed that if they followed him, they could return to Dmitry alive.

Wheik.

Clench!

Roman Dmitry cut the opponent’s body. In an instant, he dug into the shadows and avoided all attacks from each direction with just a few simple steps. His presence was great.

Whenever Roman Dmitry stepped on the ground, waves of mana would break the balance of the shadows, and the moment he swung his sword, the bodies of the enemies who were still alive were torn apart.

One versus many—it was a familiar fight. Living as the Heavenly Demon, he didn’t always have such advantageous fights. In situations of fatigue, starvation, and loss of concentration, the values of Roman Dmitry shined.

The battle was one versus many, and the shadows continued to come. The sun went down, and the battle that continued all night was greeted by the rising sun. It was then…

Flutter.

Clack.

Far away, a group of troops rushed in. At the thought of enemy reinforcements arriving, Dmitry’s men clenched their teeth. They didn’t give up, and Roman blocked the way. Staring at his broad back, Dmitry’s men blindly believed that they could return alive, as always.

However, their eyes widened. The flag that fluttered had the symbol of Hector.

“Help Dmitry! Attack the enemies!”

It was Edwin Hector. He was in the lead, and he commanded at the top of his voice using mana,

“Fire Field!”

Wheik.

Wheeeik.

A fire broke out. It was a powerful flame that surrounded everything, and the shadows fell back. Their ability to disperse into smoke only worked against physical attacks, and they couldn’t handle magic.

And Roman Dmitry was being held back during the fights because of that. However, the presence of Hector’s soldiers and Edwin Hector changed everything.

“Attack!”

“Die!”

They counterattacked. Dmitry’s soldiers clenched their swords, and aura exploded from Chris, who opened the way in front, and they rushed to cut down the shadows. Their bodies were at their limit.

Even though their bodies were desperate for rest, they couldn’t waste this perfect situation. Dmitry’s soldiers, who had overcome so many obstacles until now, showed amazing mental strength.

They slashed and cut their enemies. In response to the opponent’s counterattack, they attacked relentlessly. They had to win.

In the face of being pushed back one-sidedly, the shadows had to retreat now. This was a clear win. It was a battle in which the shadows of the Kronos Empire decided to leave because of the support from the Hector Kingdom.

Unlike before, it was a battle that lasted all night. The Kronos Empire, which mobilized so many people to end Roman Dmitry, had to withdraw without getting any results.

They won, and Dmitry’s soldiers cheered. Their fatigue immediately vanished, and they raised their weapons and cheered.

However, their joy was short-lived. Edwin Hector immediately got straight to the point with Roman.

“You need to return to Dmitry right now. Dmitry has been attacked by Kronos’s assassins!”

The space looked gloomy, and in the dark, a being asked,

“What are you going to do if you fail to deal with Roman Dmitry again? Roman Dmitry always goes the extra mile. Help from Valhalla and the shadow of Kronos. However, with the victory assured, Roman Dmitry might defeat them and return alive.”

During the events of the past, Roman Dmitry’s actions were beyond common sense. To the question that was pointed out, the being on the other side said,

“The reason Kronos is strong is because it is a huge empire. After all, Roman Dmitry is just from a small nation. Make it your top priority to mobilize Valhalla and eliminate Roman Dmitry. It will be done through one strategy that excludes all variables. The variable is Roman Dmitry. Without him, Dmitry wouldn’t be safe from the attack of the empire.”

Their goals weren’t just one. Roman Dmitry was Dmitry itself.

Then the existence in the darkness smiled.

“Those who expose their teeth to Kronos will definitely pay the price.”

A few days ago, when Roman Dmitry crossed the border, Dmitry faced danger in the absence of Roman Dmitry.