The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live a Normal Life

silver, adequately fitted to his body and shimmered in the sun.
Also, his golden hair was fluttering gracefully in the wind.
That figure proved why Chris was called a handsome swordsman.
His posture and appearance right now were just confident and gorgeous.

Glance.

He looked at the sword hanging from his waist.
A sword of a suitable length so as not to touch the ground was engraved with a pattern symbolizing Dmitry.

“Why is he so late?”

Kevin hadn’t come out yet.
As the principle was that the escort should finish their preparations before their master, Chris showed a slight dissatisfaction at Kevin’s delay.

Just then, from afar, a silhouette of a dwarf stature jumped out.

Clack clack.

“…Sorry!”

It was Kevin.
And his look… was the exact opposite of Chris.

As it was only recently decided that he would be the second escort, custom armor couldn’t be made for him, who was only a commoner.
Moreover, due to him being in his mid-teens, an armor that could fit him couldn’t be found either.

So he just put on armor that matched the size of the blacksmith.
The problem was that even that was too big for Kevin, and Chris gave an absurd smile seeing a helmet big enough to cover most of his sweaty forehead.

‘I have to escort Roman with this guy.’

Kevin—He was just like a boy soldier.
Even if you ignored his sloppy appearance and ignorance of the etiquettes of escorts, Kevin couldn’t even hold his center properly in his armor.

The day the two fought each other, Chris didn’t like Kevin’s tenacity.
It was not that he didn’t understand Kevin’s plight, but his ignorance of Chris’s training and devotion to his sword sparked something inside him.

Was that why?

Seeing Kevin grabbing the helmet that kept dropping down, Chris said sharply, “We are the lord’s escort and the face of Dmitry.
Whatever happens outside, don’t act hastily.
The young master’s reputation depends on our actions as well, so we should be especially careful with our words and actions.”

The last duel—because of that, Chris decided to sincerely follow Roman.

Back in the day, I wouldn’t care Dmitry’s Fool or whatever he was known as, but now I can’t afford to see Roman being ignored or disrespected.
He’s my own master.

Roman Dmitry’s reputation would soon be that of his own, so he knew that from now on, he had to be extra careful with his words and deeds, just for the sake of his master.
On the other hand, Kevin was worried.
As he didn’t know anything about a knight’s etiquette, he might make a mistake at a banquet where etiquette is extremely important.

That was why Kevin nodded his head seriously after hearing Chris’ words.

“…I’ll keep that in mind, sir knight.”

“Great.”

A smile appeared on Chris’ face when he was called by the title of knight.
He and Kevin are in the same position right now, but Kevin still called Chris ‘Knight’, probably because it was difficult for him to evaluate himself on the same level as Chris.

Maybe it was because he was a little relieved now? Chris suddenly walked over to Kevin and fixed the crooked helmet.

And…

The time has arrived.
Seeing Roman come out, Chris and Kevin packed their things.

Now it was time to leave for Barco.

Barco’s banquet.

The hottest topic of discussion at the banquet was that Lawrence’s Flower and Dmitry’s eldest son—both who broke their marriage—would be attending the banquet.

The banquet had already started.
And seeing that Roman Dmitry had not yet appeared, the drunken nobleman at the banquet said to the man standing next to him, “What the hell is that guy, Roman, thinking? Even though he knew that Barco’s eldest son wanted Flora, he insisted on an arranged marriage, then abruptly broke the marriage and announced his intention to attend Barco’s party.”

“That’s exactly why he’s called a fool.
He would have chosen one of the two things if he was a smart guy.”

“I guess.
It is common sense to either fight against Barco by pushing the arranged marriage to the end or to turn away from Lawrence for the sake of a smooth relationship with Barco in the first place.
Because of Roman Dmitry’s actions, the Dmitry family’s position has become really ambiguous now.
They are indeed a dominant force in the North-East region, but marrying Lawrence and trying to maintain a good relationship with Barco in the future is just too greedy and unrealistic.”

“And they say Roman Dmitry is coming to the banquet to make up for his mistakes.
What a funny guy, hahaha.”

The nobles laughed.
Roman was an object of ridicule for them.
He was now known as the guy who ignored the relationship between the families and behaved in his own way, but was eventually abandoned due to the breakup of his marriage with Flora.

It was obvious why he was coming to the banquet—abandoned by both sides, he seemed to be trying to restore his relationship with Barco now.

All over the banquet, conversations on the topic of Roman blossomed.
Most of them were people who had experienced Roman by meeting him themselves, so there was no hesitation in remarks that demeaned Roman at the banquet.

Even among an aristocratic crowd, Roman’s reputation was low.
Dmitry’s name prevented him from being ignored while in front of them, but they couldn’t help but gossip behind his back.

In that situation, a noblewoman who didn’t know about him asked, “Who is Roman Dmitry?”

“You will see it for yourself.
He has a dirty look and a small physique, so he’s not a good-looking guy.
By the way, he is so pretentious only because he is Dmitry’s eldest son.
He always had a bad reputation from the beginning among the nobility.
To put it bluntly, if I were Flora Lawrence, I would have objected to marrying him, even if I had to bite my own tongue.”

“Is he that bad?”

“Would he be called Dmitry’s Fool for no reason? A lit chimney must smoke.
Once he drinks alcohol, he will naturally reveal who he really is.”

Just then, when the party is about to ripen more, Barco’s servant exclaimed with a deep voice.

“Roman Dmitry, the eldest son of the Dmitry family, has arrived.”

Roman.

Hearing that name, the attention of the people, who had been gossipping about him until now, was simultaneously focused on a single place.

And…

At that place, the door opened, and Roman entered the banquet hall.