The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live a Normal Life

she had already left for the capital to fulfill her dreams.

Nevertheless, it wasn’t as if wounds healed so soon.
He was still hurting.
Viscount Lawrence, suffering, used Magic Communicator as soon as he came back home.

“Sylvia?”

Even now, Viscount Lawrence couldn’t give up on his feelings of wanting Roman.

The Western Front, Cairo Kingdom.

The ensuing battle left a trail of corpses and blood all around the fortifications Cairo had erected.

“Fucking bastards of the Empire.”

“I always chew the flesh of those Kronos bastards.”

While clearing the battlefield, the soldiers of the Cairo Kingdom were angry.

The Cairo Kingdom was bordered by Kronos Empire to the East and the Hector Kingdom to the South.

Although there was not much direct confrontation with the Hector Kingdom, the Kronos Empire demanded that the Cairo Kingdom become a vassal of the Empire and had even tried to attack Cairo several times near the borders over the years.

Kronos Empire—Like Valhalla, it was one of the two major mountain ranges of the continent, and it was also the country where Emperor Alexander1 was born.

If they wanted to destroy Cairo, they could have walked in and destroyed them, but they didn’t do that due to their interest in the nation.
Kronos troops would cross borders from time to time.
At the forefront, Cairo’s soldiers would die, and insidely, the ones who followed Kronos would ask Cairo to surrender.
It was the shabby reality of a small nation.
In addition to that, Cairo never had a peaceful day with foreign powers targeting them.

The soldiers were moving the corpses.
No matter how much time passed, they couldn’t get used to the situation where their colleagues were dying due to the nation being weak.
They set fire to the corpses piled up like mountains in the wide plain.
This was the most polite thing they could do for the dead on the frontlines, where even a proper funeral couldn’t be held.

“Rodwell, are you fine?”

On the one hand, a man spoke to his colleague, who was looking at the corpses.

There was a mark on his chest, and the man called Rodwell said, “I am used to this now.
It isn’t something I have experienced for only a day or two.”

“I never knew that the reality on the frontlines would be this bad.
Even when I was sent to the training camp for actual combat, I thought that a pink2 future was waiting for me.
But it seems that sometimes reality is like this.
Dozens of times a day, I worry about thoughts of giving up and then going back home.”

Grin.

Rodwell smiled.
He could understand it.
When he was promoted to S-Class at the Cairo Royal Academy, he and his classmates all had the same thoughts.

Nevertheless, the reality was worse than that.
They spent hellish time at the frontlines in the name of training camp to obtain real-world experience, and he finally got the qualifications of a commander on the Western Front.

One year—If they managed to gain experience for that much time and then headed back to the academy, they would be honored by others for it.
However, even though not even half a year had passed, their mentality was already falling apart.

His colleague said, “Did you hear the news? I heard that Roman Dmitry, your brother, became a Ranker.”

At that moment, Rodwell frowned.
He had also heard the rumors about Roman.
The title of the Youngest Ranker was such a huge achievement that even those on the frontlines knew it.
Also, because of that reason, he was asked questions about Roman by his superiors.

What kind of person is Roman, and what does he like?

His interest in his older brother, who he was never even curious about, exploded.

‘Roman.’

That brother in my memory reached 3-Star? No, it cannot be.

No matter how hard he thought, Roman was nothing more than trash.

“It is just bullshit.
I don’t know what tricks the family used, but Roman isn’t someone who can even protect himself, let alone become a Ranker.
Maybe he’s an unofficial one? I am sure the truth will come out soon.”

He turned away, not wanting to talk more.
It didn’t matter even if Roman was his brother.
Now, to rise higher, he had to be faithful to the reality that was in front of him.

Back to the protagonist of this story.

Unlike the atmosphere around him, which was noisy because of his actions, Roman only devoted himself to training with a calm face.

“Huff…”

He took a deep breath.

His whole body was drenched in sweat due to the training he started right in the morning, and because he raised his sharp sensations to the fullest, he was even more exhausted.
Even when he trained, he gave it his all.
It would still take him time to reach the level of efficiency that he had in his previous life, but at least his growth was steady.

“What is it?”

Still, as his senses had become quite sharp and sensitive by now, he could hear other people’s voices.

Hans said with a face like he wasn’t even surprised by such things anymore, “We have guests waiting outside.”3

“Guests?”

“Yes.
Shall I guide you?”

There were no guests scheduled to come today.

Roman postponed the meeting and took a shower.
Then, he moved to the waiting room.

“Nice to meet you.
I am Bentner.”

“I am Roman Dmitry.”

The man smiled brightly and shook hands.
It was a face Roman was seeing for the first time.
Only when Roman blinked and asked everyone to leave the room did Bentner reveal his true identity.

“I will be straight with you.
I am a servant of His Majesty, the King of Cairo.
I’ve come to Dmitry in order to appoint you, Roman Dmitry, as a Royal Knight of Cairo.”

Among the four factions of Cairo, Bentner was a member of the Royal Family.

People had finally begun to move earnestly to secure Roman Dmitry, a dragon who was sleeping within the nation of Cairo.

Editor’s Thoughts: Honestly, many things happened in this chapter.
We got info on the ongoing war, the current Empires on the continent, Rodwell making an appearance and his thought on Roman, factions moving to recruit Roman, and Viscount Lawrence is still suffering lol.
Nevertheless, this was an amazing chapter.
It will be interesting to see how Roman will respond to those who will try to recruit him.

Just in case anyone forgot, Alexander was the one who had founded Aura on the Salamander Continent. ↩️

Pink symbolizes youth, good health, and playfulness. ↩️

Hans has just become tired and used to Roman's extraordinary actions now lol. ↩️