The Heavenly Demon Can't Live a Normal Life Chapter 315

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where everyone left.

Chris remained alone, looking down at the sword with a complicated face.

'Why did I enter this road?'

beyond memory.

A painful moment came to mind.

On a battlefield littered with corpses, young Chris cried as he held onto his dead mother's corpse.

At that time, Chris only knew the world was over.

Seeing his parents stabbed and groaning in pain was unbearable pain at that age, and when Captain Jonathan of the Knights held out his hand, he vowed to hold back his tears.

I'm going to be strong

I vowed to become a stronger swordsman than anyone else so that I would never experience something like this again.

lately.

Chris has made great strides.

By defeating Diego, he proved that he was a strong continental ranker, and the enemies he met on the battlefield trembled even when he heard the title of Dmitry's flash.

I was getting close to my desired goal.

I thought I was moving forward just like before, but when I witnessed Kevin's pure aspirations, a huge ripple in my mind.

really if.

How would you react if you challenge Roman Dmitry and lose?

It seemed that he wouldn't cry as if he was denying reality like Kevin.

Following Roman Dmitry, he was completely fascinated, and at some point he recognized that he was inaccessible.

Defeat was inevitable.

How on earth did you defeat a monster that could not retreat even against 300,000 troops?

The goal of surpassing Roman Dmitry was still the same, but Chris was unaware that it was an unrealistic goal.

gradually.

little by little, little by little.

compromised with reality.

He had become strong enough not to repeat the pain of the past, and even if he could not overcome Roman Dmitry, there was no one to blame.

Roman Dmitry is the next-generation continental first sword.

As the opponent is the opponent, I thought that it would not be bad to have just one exception.

Anyway, his strength came from Roman Dmitry, so it seemed acceptable to surrender to him.

"Fuck."

anger was intense.

angry

Facing the overwhelming presence, he became weak all of a sudden.

Kevin's cry.

The pure desire to go beyond himself touched Chris' self-esteem.

'Maybe it is a vain goal that cannot be achieved even after several decades. But I, Chris, will work hard to get the title of No.1 as a swordsman. Even if the opponent is Roman Dmitry, whom I sincerely admit. Like Kevin, I will not conform to the walls of reality.'

swallowed the disgust.

He took a different image of himself from the beginning, rather as a driving force for his development.

closely.

grabbed the sword.

From now on, in order not to be caught up, in order to exceed the goal.

It will become more and more ferocious.

* * *

treatment room.

Checking Kevin's wounds, the therapist frowned.

"Ts. Why the hell do you always use your body like this? By the way, Chris is great too. How did you cut the flesh artistically without touching any of the internal organs?"

The therapist chimed in.

The situation sucked.

Chris and Kevin had a battle like a real battle, and the result was a blood-stained figure of Kevin.

said the therapist.

"Kevin-sama may not be familiar with you, but Chris-sama has been rumored since he first arrived in Dmitry. Contrary to his pretty face, how great of poison is. When Jonathan received the teachings of the Knights Commander and immediately realized 'mana', there was a riot that Dmitry said that a swordsmanship genius was born. He is a genius. He met Master Roman and gave him wings, but he must have made great progress with his own strength."

years ago.

Even then, Chris was called a genius.

Even though it was an evaluation in the well, Chris, who awakened his aura at an early age, was fundamentally different from Kevin.

"Kevin is great too. Chris-sama usually doesn't hurt his opponents in Dalian, but he didn't see blood like this because he thought he couldn't control himself without seeing blood. Because it's Kevin, it's possible. If it were the other swordsmen, I would have been hit in the head and passed out before I became such a disgruntled person."

The therapist's words.

no more heard

Kevin's thoughts were anchored in Chris' past, a genius who had been hailed as a genius from the moment he arrived in Dmitry.

'It is fundamentally different from mine.'

genius.

An existence with a foundation, met Roman Dmitry and grew dramatically.

On the contrary.

he was insignificant

He was just a young boy who was helpless by the Blood Fang, and he couldn't even hold a sword properly, so he had to be taught from start to finish.

Obviously, he met Roman Dmitry and made a leap forward.

However, it was impossible to defeat Chris, who was evaluated as a genius from the beginning.

today.

Kevin looked at the wall.

Even after being hit by a blow that was too fast to react, I felt that I couldn't raise Chris' power.

It was embarrassing.

The reality of inferiority was shabby.

It became a messy entanglement with an opponent he couldn't touch.

'From now on, there will be more people like Chris by your side. Fernando, Ares, Fred. Those who have already established a reputation as a ranker will swear allegiance to the master and achieve rapid growth by receiving the master's teachings. At that time, what excuse should I use to accept reality? Since the starting point is different, is it right to admit that they are stronger than me? So, am I being pushed back little by little?'

no.

could not admit

Even if his past wasn't as great as theirs, he wanted to remain as Roman Dmitry's most trusted person.

It was pure aspiration. When I first encountered the light in the depths of life.

The appearance of Roman Dmitry looking at him gave Kevin's life hope for the first time.

memories of that day.

couldn't forget

That's why I wanted Roman Dmitry to think of himself first when he needed someone's help.

'It doesn't matter that my roots are shabby. Whether it takes a year or a decade. I will surely surpass everyone except the master. I don't want to live a life that takes defeat for granted.'

messed it up

will be strong

If so, what to do next?

suddenly.

One goal came to mind.

"Stage of Control."

ear mage.

Conquering it was the only way to overcome the fundamental difference.

* * *

Adelian Auction House.

That place was now super-emergency.

Adelian's VVIP.

This was because Roman Dmitry commissioned an auction for the new 'third no-name' following Blaze.

"Everyone, calm down. The third no-name is something that is sure to break the record-breaking bid in the history of the Adelian auction house. In particular, all VIP customers have been contacted, so don't miss a moment of tension for today. If the auction ends successfully. I promise to pay everyone a bonus."

Okay.

In the words of Morris, the auction house manager.

The staff showed wretched expressions.

Early moning.

The auction house was filled with people.

Not only the VIPs that Maurice invited, but also the general public flocked to the news that Roman Dmitry had released a new product.

However, not all were brought into the auction house.

This auction is held alone and the price is set from at least 100 gold, so the general public was not allowed to enter.

inside the auction house.

people filled up

After waiting for a long time, the host finally appeared in front of the crowd.

"You waited a long time. As you know, the work to be showcased at Adelian today is Roman Dmitry's new 'Third No-Name', which caused a lot of buzz with Blaze. First, let me briefly explain the sword. Not only did the Third No-Name get a perfect pass on the strength test, but it also showed surprising results in the recently developed mana responsiveness test. The previously used mansensitive artifacts are divided into 10 levels, and since Blaze got a perfect score, a new tester has been developed that classifies them into 5 levels instead of applying more stringent criteria. The developers showed off their new testers and said: If it shows the 5 level of mana sensitivity, I can assure you that it deserves to be called the treasure of the century."

smiled

After raising the atmosphere, he spit out the remarks that people expected.

Yes. The third no-name was recognized with a whopping 5 levels of mana sensitivity through a new tester!"

Wow.

Also.

people admired

It was as expected.

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The atmosphere is hot enough.

The moderator looked around the VIPs and announced the start of the auction.

"From now on, we will start the auction of the third no-name. The starting price is 100 gold."

That was then.

chuck.

One.

someone raised a hand

In addition to the signal that you will accept the winning bid, there is also a signal that means 100 times.

Moment.

The presenter's face was colored with astonishment.

" hey, what the hell is this No. 1 declared 10,000 gold from the start."

ten thousand gold.

At the same time, people's eyes were focused on the being called No.

* * *

It was a familiar face.

At the fact that No. 1 was the Marquis of Valentino, who is called the collector of greed, people showed despair.

Who is Valentino?

10,000 gold revealed clear intentions.

come in. I will stamp it with money and press it."

end the meeting.

The Marquis of Valentino withdrew from the jewelry business.

Knowing in advance that a third no-name would be released on the market, I was able to prepare now, and at the same time borrowed money from people around me.

The situation of losing by any chance of being pushed by money has been completely excluded.

In fact, the Marquis Valentino secured more than 10,000 gold bullets, and from the start, he called 10,000 gold and subdued the baseline.

before auction.

the vassals said

It's all good, but do you need to push yourself so hard from the start?

They slowly raised it and offered to get it as cheap as possible, but the Marquis of Valentino flatly refused them.

The third no-name is.

It was worth breaking the highs.

As a collector, he couldn't afford to watch his coveted collectibles sell for a bargain.

Of course, it wouldn't be sold for less than 10,000 gold in the first place, but the Marquis of Valentino showed a clear will to call more than any price by offering 10,000 gold.

I felt people looking at me.

Normally, he would gently enjoy that gaze, but today he opened his eyes to mean that he did not want any competition.

1 second.

2 seconds.

Time has passed.

After the silence, the moderator raised his voice.

"10,000 gold, 1st bid for 10,000 gold won! Congratulations! I never expected that the third no-name competition would win with such an overwhelming difference!"

successful bid.

The moment the word you've been waiting for is mentioned.

The Marquis Valentino got up from his seat.

He clenched his fists, throwing face on the floor.

"Yeah uh uh!"

Happiness.

It was itself.

Marquis Valentino, who ran and received the sword after one month, said to the knight who followed him as an escort.

"Make an appointment with the neighboring families right now. Divide it into morning and afternoon, and we should meet two people every day."

" What do you want to see me for?"

"What happened? I won this great treasure, so why don't you go and brag about it yourself?

As he spoke, he couldn't hide his laughter.

on that look.

The knight who had talked with Simmons looked at the Marquis of Valentino with complicated eyes.

'Is it really true for the family ?'

for this moment

It was he who seriously doubted Valentino's intentions.

* * *

A few days have passed since then.

Third no-name winning bid.

Just as the issue that had caused Dmitry's buzz had subsided, I got a call from Dmitry's communications base.

beep.

beyond the communicator.

No sound was heard.

The soldier, who had revealed his affiliation at first and waited for an answer, said with a slight frown on his forehead.

"If you don't say anything, I will hang up."

That was then.

Just as Iman was about to cut off communication, an unstable sound pierced his ears.

[ ] help here is as a prisoner... Great!]

tuk.

Communication is cut off.

It was something I couldn't understand properly.

However, the soldier came up with a hypothesis with words that were cut off.

'The word for help and the word captive are obviously asking us for help.'

Besides, the communication coordinates are beyond the Western Front.

I knew instinctively.

who sent the communication.

He was a prisoner of war, captured by the enemy.

Chapter end