The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live a Normal Life

Chapter 432

Chapter 432 State of Art (2)

Caan!

It was a cheerful sound.

Every time Roman Dmitri struck the steel in the roaring flames, Marquis Valentino flinched and clenched his fists tightly.

I felt goosebumps rising from my toes.

In the meantime, Roman Dmitri was the Marquis of Valentino, who had been praised as the best craftsman on the continent, but it was the first time to see even him working in person.

‘… The rumors were true!’

Words floating around in the world.

Roman Dmitry really reignited the flames.

My mouth was dry and I couldn’t take my eyes off as I watched the flames burning my whole body.

‘A long time ago. There was a record about a legendary blacksmith who was said to have made weapons for heroes. He was a giant, possessed of monstrous strength, and was born with the ability to control fire, to the extent that he was covered in flames whenever he struck steel. I thought it was a myth unique to the people of the past, but that there are people who can really control fire even though they are not magicians. His Majesty Emperor Roman Dmitry is now recreating the legend!’

look at that sight

blazing fire.

hammering at regular intervals.

Muscles wriggling like they’re about to explode.

It was truly the realm of art.

Marquis Valentino spent 500 gold to prioritize the warp gate, but looking at Roman Dmitri, it wasn’t a waste of money.

I suddenly remembered the shock of the first time I checked Blaze.

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 for Roman Dmitri, who would write a future legend.

“iced coffee.”

Admiration flowed.

I forgot my surroundings.

It was a space so crowded that it was difficult to stand properly, but everyone showed mesmerized expressions as if they had made an appointment.

Even the concept of time flew out of my head.

No matter how much time passed, as the sun went down, a familiar face poked out its head through the crowd.

“Marquis!”

It was a Valentino knight.

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

“In a little while, you have a prior appointment with the upper ranks. Even now, time is very tight, so if you don’t move quickly, you have to pay a huge penalty. Marquis Valentino, Marquis!”

called again

Marquis Valentino, who did not look back no matter how much he said it, turned his head and said it only when he called out about eight times.

“Pay the penalty.”

“… yes?”

“To pay the entire penalty. There is always a special contract in the contract with the Valentino Company. If the moment comes when I meet a work of art worth risking my life to, I will forgive you for delaying the contract even once under any circumstances. I haven’t used it once in decades, but I’ll have to use it this time.”

“Then there is no need to pay a penalty.”

“That is my gift. A gift asking for understanding of the long-awaited wait for those who understand the long-awaited special contract.”

sure

Valentino is crazy.

Waiting without a promise meant that he would put off the work of the corps for a while and not leave even a single step from this place.

I turned my head again.

As if refusing to talk any more, the Marquis Valentino immersed himself in the sight in front of him with an ecstatic face.

* * *

Roman Dmitry’s work.

It was not only the Marquis Valentino who was impressed.

Hendrick, who led the blacksmiths and occupied a good place, couldn’t calm down his pounding heart as he looked at the scene in front of him.

‘amazing.’

lang syne.

Hendrick had seen the work of Roman Dmitri.

At that time, I couldn’t accept the fact that Roman Dmitri made the famous sword, and I witnessed an unbelievable sight in the process of checking it.

Roman Dmitry, who showed the appearance of a blacksmith in a rolling flame.

After that day, I came to fully acknowledge Roman Dmitri, but as time passed, the memory of that time remained so intense in my head that I thought it might have been a dream.

and.

The moment he faced the moment he thought was a dream again, Hendrick felt a surge of emotion.

‘When I first checked His Majesty Emperor Roman Dmitri’s work, I was drawn to the rolling flames and couldn’t properly look at the work process. But was it like this? It’s great to control fire perfectly, but in my eyes, having lived in a forge all my life, His Majesty’s work doesn’t bother me in the slightest.’

It was disconcerting.

Who is Hendrick?

Master Blacksmith.

He was a master of Dmitri, who was famous for his blacksmithing skills, and Roman Dmitri’s skills he saw were perfect.

To be precise, the basics were solid.

The ability to handle hammer strikes and red-hot steel in a steady flow.

The flames that overflowed as if to devour the space were not simply for the performance, but gave the steel the necessary amount of heat in a timely manner.

It felt like my eyes were going tight.

Roman Dmitri’s skills were acknowledged right away, but after analyzing them in detail, the basic skills were stronger than expected.

He couldn’t tell.

Past life of Roman Dmitry.

How great artisans taught Baek Joong-hyeok, the Heavenly Demon, to make a single sword.

At first he was crude too.

However, as the years passed, his skills improved, and when he rose to the position of the Heavenly Demon, there was no one in the world who would reject him asking for instruction.

Perhaps, it is safe to say that Roman Dmitri’s blacksmithing skills were the culmination of the midfield martial arts.

The forge technology of the Jungwon Murim was expressed at the fingertips of Roman Dmitri.

Caang!

Sparks flew.

past and present.

technology was harmonized.

Hendrick turned his head and looked at the blacksmiths under his command as he continued to work while holding the flames strongly.

“Don’t miss the sight that is right in front of you for a moment. That is the ideal you must pursue. If you can reach even the toes of His Majesty the Emperor by constantly honing your skills, that person will be the new Master Blacksmith who will succeed me.”

It was a compliment.

He added one last thing while meeting the stares of the blacksmiths who were startled.

“You never know when the work will be finished. 1 hour a day ahead. All blacksmiths, except for one hour from their usual working hours, would watch the work of His Majesty Emperor Roman Dmitri. It will be more valuable than ever, and those who neglect this time will judge that they are not qualified as blacksmiths.”

that day.

The Marquis Valentino and the blacksmiths did not leave the spot until the sun went down and the sun rose.

* * *

A day or two… ten days.

Time passed quickly.

At first, people flocked to it excessively, but as time went on, the number of ordinary people decreased as time went on because it was inevitable that if you keep watching the wonders, you would become dull.

There were definitely people still coming.

However, it was not as enthusiastic as the first day, and there were a few people who kept their seats in the meantime.

first bunch.

It was Hendrick and the blacksmiths.

They couldn’t give up their jobs to watch Roman Dmitri, so they kept their positions in rotation for about an hour a day, just like Hendrick ordered.

Some showed mesmerized responses throughout the watching, some eagerly recorded, and some copied Roman Dmitri’s movements and learned them with their bodies.

In fact, their appearance was understandable.

For those who would make blacksmith work their business, Roman Dmitri’s work was an experience not to be missed.

however.

What I didn’t understand was the second group.

Marquis Valentino, who had already brought a tent and a chair to block the sun, sat down on a soft chair and watched Roman Dmitri work for the past ten days.

Hendrick and the blacksmiths still had time to leave.

But Marquis Valentino never stepped out of the tent.

Then there was a problem.

How do you deal with basic factors such as menstruation and eating?

The method was simple.

“Cover the tent.”

“yes.”

charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

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

It was as simple as covering the view with a cloth, and Marquis Valentino threw away his face and solved the physiological phenomenon in the not wide space.

It was the same with food.

When the servants ordered easy-to-eat food, Marquis Valentino ate while keeping her eyes fixed on Roman Dmitri.

absurd thing.

Since greasy food encourages menstruation, I ate it as a comfort food as much as possible to shorten the time to even solve the menstrual phenomenon.

The servants had no complaints about this.

The Marquis Valentino was a truly unique figure, but he was known for making up for it in situations like this.

The problem was not only that.

As the ten days passed, problems at the top piled up and when faced with a situation that could no longer be postponed, the Marquis Valentino took care of all the work inside the tent.

“It goes as planned.”

“Contact the Franks. I will buy all the stock. Valentino can handle everything.”

“Damn it. Ask the upper ranks around you and bring in all the manpower as much as possible.”

I was busy.

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

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

It’s really abbreviated, only handling the things that absolutely require your approval, but most of them were handled by the people you normally trust and entrust.

It was truly madness.

As expected, people who admired him as a greedy collector even clicked their tongues saying that he was a crazy person.

Day and night changed countless times.

People’s interest gradually faded.

People just shook their heads whenever they heard rumors that the Marquis Valentino was still there.

* * *

Inside and outside the studio.

completely separated.

No matter what was going on outside, Roman Dmitri was immersed in his work during the countless day and night changes.

Caang!

Rurrr rrr r r r r r r.

Flames exploded.

Every time the energy of destruction was blown into it, it fiercely resisted, but the intensity of the flames had subsided a lot since the work had already been done thousands of times.

Roman Dmitri’s eyes gleamed with longing as he gazed at the steel.

As the work progressed, something like a strong conviction grew in Roman Dmitri’s heart.

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

Roman Dmitri’s way of working was unique.

It came from his previous life, but he always melted the life he had lived into the sword according to the current level.

When you’re a third-rate fighter, a third-rate sword.

When you are a second-class fighter, a second-class sword.

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

Every time the level rose, the degree of perfection of making the sword had to increase, but this work completely exceeded the standard of the previous life.

If the current level simply determines the level of perfection of a sword, the sword made before the Uhwa Deungseon (????) would have been the best.

But now it was different. Living a new life, gaining new enlightenment, and entering a completely new realm with the flames of the fire burning.

And all of that.

It was possible because he had reached the level of heaven.

Skills from the previous life Skills from the current life All of the experiences and the battle with Alexandre were all put together at once.

Caang!

Kaang Kaang!

The hammering intensified.

I didn’t know how much time had passed.

The agony to make the sword turned into conviction and I immersed myself in the moment in front of my eyes to create the perfect result no matter how long it took.

Excitement covered his entire body.

At first, what was merely a struggle for survival has developed into another element of joy in life for Roman Dmitri in his present life.

Caang!

constant hammering.

burning fire.

Time passed quickly and before I knew it, a month had passed based on the working days.

* * *

It was dawn.

In a quiet time when not even a bird could be heard, Roman Dmitri looked at the sword with calm eyes.

‘Completed.’

inside this.

It contains past and present lives.

Undoubtedly, in both lives, there was no sword superior to this one.

‘Your name is Spirit.’

Because you put your soul in it.

named it that way.

finished all the work

When Roman Dmitri cleaned up his seat and went outside, an unexpected person greeted him in a quiet space.

“… Your Majesty the Emperor of Fire. Are you finished?”

It was quite cold outside.

A person whose eyes shine like a baby bird waiting for its mother bird while trembling with a blanket wrapped around her body.

It was the Marquis of Valentino.

I doubted that he was the same person because of his rather groggy appearance, but it was clear that he was the Marquis of Valentino.