The Heavenly Demon Can't Live a Normal Life Chapter 432

Published at 13th of January 2022 08:59:11 AM

State of the Art (2)

Kaang!

It was a cheerful sound.

Every time Roman Dmitry slammed steel in the roaring flames, the Marquis of Valentino flinched and clenched his fists.

I felt goosebumps coming up from my toes.

In the meantime, Roman Dmitry was the Marquis of Valentino who praised him as the best craftsman on the continent, but it was the first time that he even watched his work in person.

'… … The rumors were true!'

Words floating around in the world.

Roman Dmitry really controlled the flames.

As I watched the flames burning all over my body, my mouth was dry and I couldn't take my eyes off of it.

'A long time ago. There were records related to the legendary blacksmith who made the weapons of the heroes. He was a man of great size and superpower, and he was born with the ability to control fire so much that he was covered in flames whenever he struck steel. I thought that was the typical nonsense of people in the old days, but that there are people who are not magicians who can really control fire. His Majesty Roman Dmitry is now reliving the legend!'

look at that sight

blazing fire.

hammering at regular intervals.

Muscles wriggling as if they were about to explode.

It was truly a piece of art.

The Marquis of Valentino spent 500 gold to prioritize the Warp Gate, but looking at Roman Dmitry's appearance, it wasn't a waste of money.

Suddenly, I remembered the shock of seeing Blaze for the first time.

At the time, I admired the fact that such a sword existed in the world, but looking back now, it was just a test piece of Roman Dmitry, who would write a legend in the future.

"iced coffee."

admiration flowed.

I forgot my surroundings.

It was a space that was crowded with people and it was difficult to even stand properly, but everyone showed a lost expression as if they had made a promise.

Even the concept of time flew away from my mind.

How much time had passed, as the sun was setting, a familiar face popped out of the crowd.

"Marquis!"

It was Valentino's knight.

He tried to wait until the end, but he had a reason to interfere with the appreciation of the Marquis of Valentino.

"In a little while, you have a prior agreement with the above. Even now, time is very tight, so if you do not move quickly, you will have to pay a large penalty. Marquis Valentino, Marquis!"

called again.

The Marquis Valentino, who did not look back no matter how much he said, only turned his head and said after calling him eight times.

"With the penalty."

"… … Yes?"

"I want you to pay all the penalty. There is always a special deal in the contract with Valentino Sangang. If there comes a moment when I meet a work of art that I risk my life for, I will forgive you for delaying the contract just once under any circumstances. I haven't used it in decades, but I'm going to use it this time."

"Then there is no need to pay the penalty."

"It is my gift. A gift to those who understood the old special, to understand the waiting without promise."

It was certain.

Valentino is crazy.

Waiting without a promise meant that I would put off the top job for a while and would not leave here even a single step.

I turned my head again.

As if he was not going to talk anymore, the Marquis Valentino fell into the scene in front of him with an ecstatic look.

Roman Dmitry's work.

The Marquis of Valentino was not alone in admiration.

Hendrick, who led the blacksmiths and took the place of fame, could not calm his pounding heart as he looked at the scene in front of him.

'awesome.'

lang syne.

Hendrick had seen the work of Roman Dmitry.

At that time, he could not accept the fact that Roman Dmitry had made the famous sword, and in the process of checking it, he witnessed an unbelievable sight.

Roman Dmitry showed the form of a blacksmith in a raging flame.

From that day on, I fully acknowledged Roman Dmitry, but as time went on, the memory of that time remained so strong that I thought it might have been a dream.

and.

The moment he faced the moment he thought was a dream again, Hendrick felt an overwhelming emotion.

'When I first checked the work of His Majesty Roman Dmitry, I was drawn to the burning flames, so I couldn't see the work properly. But how much was this? Mastering fire perfectly is great, but in my eyes, the work of His Majesty the Emperor, who has lived in the forge all his life, there is nothing intrusive.'

It was disappointing.

Who is Hendrick?

Master Blacksmith.

He is the master of Dmitry, famous for his blacksmithing skills, but Roman Dmitry's skills he sees were perfect.

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To be honest, the basics were solid.

The ability to handle hammering and red-hot steel with a constant flow.

The flames that seemed to engulf the space were not just for performance, but gave the steel as much heat as needed in a timely manner.

It felt like my eyes were twitching.

Roman Dmitry's skills were recognized immediately, but after a detailed analysis, his basic skills were stronger than expected.

He didn't know.

Roman Dmitry's previous life.

How many great craftsmen have been taught by Cheonma Baek Jung-hyeok to make a single sword.

At first he was also crude.

However, as the years passed, his skills improved, and when he ascended to the throne of Heaven, there was no one in the world who would reject him who asked for instruction.

Perhaps it was safe to say that Roman Dmitry's blacksmithing skills were the culmination of Jungwon Moorim.

Jungwon Moorim's blacksmithing skills were manifested at the fingertips of Roman Dmitry.

Kaang!

Fireworks went off.

past and present.

technology was harmonized.

Hendrik turned his head to see the blacksmiths under his command as he continued to work while holding the flames strong.

"Don't miss the sight in front of you for a moment. That is the ideal you should pursue. If you can constantly hone your skills and reach the emperor's toes, he will become the new Master Blacksmith to succeed me."

It was commendable.

Facing the eyes of the blacksmiths astonished, he added one last time.

"You never know when the work will be finished. 1 hour a day ahead. Except for one hour of normal working hours, all the blacksmiths will watch the work of His Majesty Roman Dmitry. It will be a more valuable class than ever, and those who neglect this time will be judged unqualified as blacksmiths."

that day.

From sunset to sunrise, the Marquis of Valentino and the blacksmiths did not leave the place.

One day, two days... … ten days.

Time passed quickly.

At first, people flocked in excessively, but as time went on, the number of ordinary people decreased as the number of ordinary people decreased as time went by because if you keep watching strange things, you can't help but become dull.

Obviously there were still people coming.

However, it wasn't as enthusiastic as the first day, and there were a few people who stayed the same in the meantime.

first bunch.

It was Hendrick and the blacksmiths.

They could not give up their jobs to watch Roman Dmitry, so they stayed in rotation for about an hour a day, as Hendrick ordered.

Some reacted in rapture the whole time they watched, some recorded diligently, and some learned by copying Roman Dmitry's movements.

In fact, their appearance was understandable.

For those who want to work in a blacksmith's business, Roman Dmitry's work was an experience not to be missed.

However.

What didn't make sense was the second group.

The Marquis of Valentino, who had already set up a tent and a chair to shade from the sun, sat on a soft chair and watched Roman Dmitry work for ten days.

Hendrick and the blacksmiths still had time to leave.

But the Marquis Valentino never stepped out of the tent.

Then there was a problem.

How do you solve the basic factors such as menstruation and eating?

The method was simple.

"Cover the tent."

"Yes."

When the Marquis Valentino's order was issued, the servants waiting around covered the entrance to the tent.

It was enough to simply cover his view with a cloth, and Marquis Valentino solved the physiology phenomenon by throwing away face in that small space.

It was the same with food.

When the servants commanded easy-to-eat food, the Marquis of Valentino ate the food with his eyes fixed on Roman Dmitry.

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that's absurd.

Oily food encourages menstruation, so I ate as comfortable as possible in order to shorten even the time to resolve the menstrual phenomenon.

The servants had no complaints about this.

The Marquis of Valentino is a truly unique figure, but he was famous for making sure he compensated in situations like this.

The problem wasn't just that.

As ten days passed and the problems at the top piled up and faced a situation that could not be postponed any longer, the Marquis Valentino took care of all the work in the tent.

"It goes as planned."

"Call the top of Frank. I will buy all the stock. If you're at the top of Valentino, you can handle everything."

"Damn it. Ask the upper ranks around you to bring in as many people as possible."

Busy.

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While glancing at Roman Dmitry's work, the Marquis Valentino took care of the really important work himself.

Of course, that was less than an hour a day.

It's really abbreviated, so he only handles the things that require his or her approval, and most of them are handled by the people they trust.

It was truly madness.

After all, even those who admired him as a collector of greed were biting their tongues saying that they heard the sound of a madman.

Day and night changed countless times.

People's interest was waning.

At first glance, people only shook their heads when they heard that the Marquis Valentino was still there.

inside and outside the workshop.

completely separated.

No matter what was going on outside, Roman Dmitry was immersed in his work as the days and nights changed countless times.

Kaang!

rumbling rumble.

The flame exploded.

Each time the energy of destruction was breathed in, he resisted fiercely, but the intensity of the flame had subsided a lot after the work had already been done thousands of times.

Roman Dmitry's eyes, looking at the steel, were full of longing.

As the work progressed, something like a strong conviction developed in Roman Dmitry's heart.

'This will be the greatest masterpiece of my life, both in the past and in the present.'

Roman Dmitry's work style was unique.

It comes from the life of a previous life, and he always melted the life he had lived in the sword according to the current level.

If you are a third-rate warrior, use a third-rate sword.

If you are a second-rate warrior, use a second-rate sword.

When he was a first-class warrior, he made a first-class sword.

Each time the state rose, the level of perfection in making swords had to increase, but this work completely exceeded the standards of previous lives.

If the current level simply determines the perfection of the sword, the sword that was made when the fabled deungseon (羽化登仙) was ahead would have been the best.

But now it was different. As I lived a new life, I gained a new realization, and the flames of fire blazed and entered a completely new realm.

And all of that.

It was possible because he had reached the height of a thousand.

The skills of the previous life, the skills of the present life, the experience of the past, and the battle with Alexander all reached the level of a thousand at once.

Kaang!

Kaang, Kaang!

Hammering got stronger.

I didn't know how much time had passed.

The agony of making the sword turned into conviction, and I fell into the moment before my eyes to create the perfect result no matter how long it took.

Hee-yeol wrapped around her body.

At first, it was just a struggle for survival, but it has developed into another element of joy for the present Roman Dmitry.

Kaang!

constant hammering.

roaring flames.

Time flew by quickly, and a month had passed since the work day.

It was dawn.

In a quiet hour when no birdsong could be heard, Roman Dmitry looked at the sword with calm, subdued eyes.

'Completed.'

in this.

It contains the lives of the past and present.

In a nutshell, there has never been a sword better than this in my two lives.

'Your name is spirit.'

'Cause I've got my soul

named it that way.

finished all the work.

As Roman Dmitry cleared his seat and went out, an unexpected person greeted him in a quiet space.

"… … Woah, His Majesty the Emperor. Have you finished your work?"

It was quite cold outside.

A person with a blanket wrapped around his body, trembling and shining like a baby bird waiting for its mother bird.

It was the Marquis of Valentino.

It was doubtful that he was the same person as the rather scruffy Molgol, but he was clearly the Marquis of Valentino.

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