The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live a Normal Life Chapter 290

Episode 290: People heading to Dmitry (3)

Third test.

It was as simple as Chris said.

Either show your qualifications as a prosecutor, or proudly win the exam by defeating your opponent.

Fabir naturally hoped for the latter.

‘The question is whether to choose an opponent whose face is unknown or an opponent known to be talented.’

I stepped forward.

It would be relatively easy to defeat an opponent whose face is unknown, but since it was my first turn, I wanted to make a strong impression.

If you win even though you chose a difficult opponent.

It was truly the icing on the cake, and the probability of receiving a ‘passing score’ in the final 4th test was very high.

I drew a big picture.

Fabir slowly looked at Chris’ words to choose an opponent.

‘chris.’

Absolutely not possible.

Known as the Flash of Dmitri, he proved his strength by defeating Diego, a member of the Twelve Swords of the Continent.

He is a being who uses swordsmanship to which even a 6-star swordsman cannot respond properly.

I didn’t even dare to confront him, so I immediately put Chris’ name out of my head.

‘Kevin.’

Dmitry’s demon.

It was a difficult opponent.

Obviously, the level of Aura is known to be around 3 stars, and he was emerging as a hot figure by defeating Blanco of the Kronos Empire.

A person who was ranked on the continental rankings along with Chris.

If you defeat him, you will definitely pass, but Fabir was not stupid enough to voluntarily walk down the thorny path.

in turn.

I could see the faces of Dmitry’s soldiers.

I wanted to choose someone with a well-known name, but when I saw faces like Volkan and Pukki, my mouth fell open.

They also seemed formidable.

Fabir couldn’t think of a way to win in his head, and after thinking for a while, he finally saw a face that looked suitable.

‘McBurney.’

Left hand sword.

A graduate of the Southern Training Center, he became renowned for his sword-like command skills when the Kronos Empire attacked Dmitri.

Moreover, it is widely rumored that anomalous attacks using left hands are dangerous.

Rather than thinking that he was a formidable opponent because he had no arms, the weapon itself, the Left Hand Sword, was something he was familiar with.

Fabir also.

I mainly used my left arm.

This meant that McBurney’s irregular attacks were not a threat to him.

“I’ll pick McBurney.”

I spat out the words.

Chris smiled slightly and then looked at McBurney.

OK.

McBurney stepped forward with a calm expression on his face.

* * *

Chris said.

“The time limit is 3 minutes. After 3 minutes, the sparring will end, and pass or fail will be decided based on the content of the game. Of course, if you defeat the opponent called, you will pass regardless of the content of the game. Are both sides ready?”

“yes.”

“Then, let’s start sparring.”

Palak.

The flag was waving.

When Chris took a step back, Fabir attacked as if he had been waiting.

Kwarung.

Crumbling.

The aura exploded.

His quick rushing movement instantly narrowed the distance between him and McBurney, and he looked at his opponent’s reaction with sharp eyes.

McBurney did not back down.

As he raised his sword to block the expected direction of attack, Fabir created an aura and blocked the opponent’s space.

‘There won’t be many options with just the left arm!’

One arm.

Naturally, I have no choice but to turn my body to protect my right side, which has no arm.

then.

Fabir suddenly changed direction and chose to attack from the opposite direction of his opponent.

sudden.

It was a contrarian idea.

Fabir’s decision is not to attack the opponent’s vulnerability, but to attack the opponent’s intention to protect the vulnerability.

Fabir was a skilled prosecutor.

While serving as a knight of the prestigious Umberto family, he experienced numerous sparring matches, and his judgment, which was fully reflected in his experience, seemed to destroy McBurney’s balance.

however.

Kaang!

“… … ?!”

I opened my eyes wide.

McBurney took a strange step, and a snake-like attack collided with his sword.

For a moment, I felt like my mind was tangled up.

I couldn’t even properly check how McBurney responded, and when I barely blocked the attack and looked ahead, I saw McBurney coming right in front of me.

Kaang!

Kakakakakakang!

A fierce battle followed.

My eyes were tight.

McBurney used a strange sword technique in which he made a motion to attack to the right, then suddenly turned to the left and then again to the right.

Clearly, there is a limit to the range of motion that can be performed with the left arm.

However, the swordsmanship of attacking both directions freely, as if he had both arms, was breathtaking.

Fabir couldn’t tell.

The completion of left hand sword is a step.

Just by getting his feet in the right place at the right situation, McBurney completely dominated the space around him.

Quang!

Crumbling.

“Ugh.”

was pushed to the side.

I swallowed a moan.

During the southern training camp, McBurney was just an ordinary person who couldn’t use aura.

However, Fabir’s 3-star aura was still quite shocking, and now he had no choice but to admit that he had chosen the wrong opponent.

Left-handed swordsman McBurney’s reputation wasn’t just created.

People like Fabir who approached the situation with common sense all fell apart cruelly and became the foundation of their reputation.

Quickly.

I gritted my teeth.

Fabir raised his aura and caught the moment.

‘Now!’

The gap between attack and attack.

I captured that split-second moment.

Fabir struck out McBurney’s sword and dug forward, exploding an aura at the end of the handle and attacking the opponent’s heart.

It did not take into account the fact that the opponent could die as a result of this.

McBurney was not an easy person to deal with with that kind of thinking, and the only way to win was to give it your all.

Crumbling.

It was fast.

The moment he judged that the rushing sword would reach the enemy first, McBurney appeared to take a step back.

The distance has grown.

It was only one step, but it felt like three steps.

And then.

Kaang!

The sword was thrown away.

He easily blocked Fabir’s blow, and as he took a step forward, he stretched out his sword, which moved like a snake.

chuck-

It was over.

Feeling a cool sensation on his neck, Fabir looked at McBurney with a pale face.

“… … “I lost.”

It was a complete defeat.

In the end, Fabir was unable to successfully attack even once and had no choice but to admit defeat.

* * *

It was a smooth match.

From Fabir’s perspective, it seemed like there was a fierce exchange of attacks, but to those watching from the outside, it seemed as if McBurney took Fabir’s attack without any hesitation and overpowered him in one go.

Everyone let out exclamations of exclamation.

Fabir clearly displayed a three-star aura, and it was impossible for a man of his caliber to be defeated by a single soldier.

However, McBurney, who won, and his colleagues watching took the result for granted.

Chris said.

“Favir, passed.”

It was a different result than winning or losing.

Although Fabir was told he could move on to the next stage, the shock of defeat made him unable to smile.

in between.

The next turn also took place.

Although Fabir was only the first, it was necessary to spar simultaneously to test all 5,000 challengers.

People came out one after another and called out their names.

In the beginning, perhaps because there was still a perception that they looked down on Dmitry’s private soldiers, they chose famous opponents like Fabir.

and.

Kwasik!

The sword was broken.

The challenger looked frightened by Volkan’s onslaught, and expressed his intention by throwing away his sword even though the match was not over yet.

The test result was, of course, failure.

Those who made their names known as Roman Dmitry’s private soldiers proved with their skills that there was a reason for the low weight.

puck.

“Cough.”

Blood splattered.

The challenger, who had been hit in the face, fell to his knees under Kevin’s cold gaze.

In his own way, he was the vice-leader of a large mercenary group.

Although he believed that he could do half as well against anyone, he could not withstand Kevin’s barrage of attacks for less than a minute.

It was a desperate moment.

Kevin is a face that is rarely seen by anyone older than his early 20s, and it felt like all his decades of mercenary life were being denied against such a young guy.

but.

I had no choice but to admit it.

Kevin’s skills were real, and the mercenary vice-captain avoided looking at him as he looked at him asking if he wanted to try more.

“leaving out.”

Dropped out, dropped out, dropped out.

Rain water fell.

Most of the people who blindly believed in their own abilities and chose their opponents failed, but there were many who passed among those who were presumed to be ordinary people.

What is certain is that the preceding results gave a clear message.

In a situation where Roman Dmitry’s private soldiers had not been defeated even once, a challenger muttered.

“… … This is no joke. If you’re thinking of taking down Dmitry’s privates and getting a pass, you should never choose beings with known names. “All the reputations about Dmitry were real!”

Dmitry.

On the battlefield they were monsters.

Only then did people realize that the fame did not simply represent Roman Dmitry.

* * *

challenger.

Thames believed that passing the test required rational judgment.

‘In a situation where talented people are failing, you can probably get a passing grade just by showing a moderately good performance. If that’s the case, it means that I have to pick an opponent who is easy to handle based on my skills. Hmm, who wants it… … huh?’

Moment.

There was something that caught my eye.

At the very back of Dmitry’s soldiers lined up, a man who looked so small compared to the others caught Thames’ attention.

Thames was also a 2-star aura swordsman in his own right.

Among the people who came to take Dmitry’s test, he was not one of the strongest, but he still felt like he would win against such a small man.

He is about 160cm tall.

His muscles were strong compared to his small physique, but that wasn’t a big problem.

Physical differences are fatal.

For Thames, who boasts a 190cm physique, this seemed like a golden opportunity to win, even if it was cowardly.

“I will choose him.”

“Hunt, forward.”

Hunt.

It was my first time hearing this name.

Among Roman Dmitry’s followers, people including Chris and Kevin have achieved great fame, but I have never once heard of someone like Hunt.

Thames clenched his fist in his heart.

Just because he was Roman Dmitry’s private soldier, I don’t think he was an easy person, but the fact that his name wasn’t known could be taken to mean that his skills were lacking.

The two looked at each other.

As he was preparing for a sparring match, Fred, the knight commander of the Marquis of Memphis, who was watching him, spoke as if talking to himself.

“That challenger will definitely be eliminated.”

“Why do you think that? “Looking at your physique, I think you can win if you do well in the beginning.”

The same challenger next to me looked puzzled.

Thames and Hunt.

Visually, victory and defeat seemed clear.

Hunt was probably not a great aura swordsman, so it would have been very difficult to defeat Thames in a pure swordsmanship match with Hunt’s small physique.

Besides, Thames didn’t look like an idiot.

The muscular body that made his sturdy physique look even stronger proved that Thames was strong enough to be considered an ordinary soldier.

Fred shook his head.

“The problem is that they underestimated and chose an opponent named Hunt. As a native of the Kronos Empire, I know better than anyone else what Roman Dmitri and his soldiers did on the battlefield. Southern Front, Western Front, Valhalla. In countless battles, they are invincible warriors who have never been defeated. “It means that weak beings cannot survive until now.”

“… … Huh.”

The challenger swallowed dry saliva.

After listening to Fred’s words, Hunt’s spirit seemed unusual.

“People don’t really understand what testing means right now. Those who look down on others even just a little. “Without a clear outcome of victory, we will not pass this third test.”

As he said.

Those with a complacent mindset were all eliminated.

Only those who showed a good performance in sparring with Dmitry’s soldiers or who, like Fabir, chose their opponents with rational judgment received passing marks.

In that respect, Thames failed.

It was clear that unless he could secure victory as he intended, he would not pass the third test.

It was then.

“Kaaak!”

Just 5 seconds.

As soon as the confrontation began, screams of pain caught people’s attention.

fantasy,