The Heavenly Demon Can’t Live a Normal Life

embered what had happened to their father.

“Brother! We need to contact home right now! I don’t know what Father will do if we leave it like this!”

Up until that point, he could not have predicted that a war would occur next.

Count Castro returned to his mansion.
Jewels greeted his eyes, but today they didn’t seem like a symbol of power to him.

“What a fucking bastard!”

Chak!

As soon as he got home, he slapped his son on the cheek.
William fell to the ground.
Grasping his flushed cheek, he looked up at his father with a shocked expression.

“… Father?”

“Do not call me father! How did you end up an idiot despite having my blood? Do you realize what mistake you did today? Roman Dmitry is the new rising star on the continent.
Not only Marquis Benedict, but even other powerful people in the Cairo Kingdom are drooling over him, and you planned to harm his younger brother.”

On this day, not only Count Fabius, but also the academy students witnessed the apology, so the rumors would soon start to spread.

“The people will continue to talk about this in the future! They will say that the Castro family are assholes who could do nothing against Dmitry.
From the moment you, the son of Castro, fell on your knees, our status fell to the ground.”

There was no way to recover from this.
From the moment William crossed the line, he had already foreseen it.
Thinking about the reputation he would lose only made Count Castro feel dizzy.

‘Damn it!’

He wondered how to face Marquis Benedict.
As Count Fabius said, if his intention was to make Roman his son-in-law, then their relationship would collapse in an instant.
Marquis Benedict was that type of person.
At the crossroads of choices, even the smallest mistake could get the Castro family kicked out of the Central Government.

He had to cool his head for now.
After telling his servants to take his son away, Count Castro sat on the sofa and sipped some wine.
He inhaled the wine’s fragrant smell, and as he was about to take another sip,

“Count! We got a call from the Dmitry family.”

“From Dmitry?”

At those words, the Count put down his glass and had a distorted expression.

The issue between Roman and Castro was over, but Baron Romero was unaware of this and pushed forward his plan for violence.

[Count Castro.
I heard you harmed my son, the nobles of the Central Government may be arrogant but we will never stand by the atrocities of those who dared touch the blood of my family.]

He could see Baron Romero’s angry face behind the screen.
Given the chain of events, Count Castro felt as though he had aged a lot.
Not only that, but the psychological impact was too great, and why was Baron Romero bringing this up now that the problem has been resolved?

[Tomorrow morning.
We will formally request a Battle of Territory with the Central Government.
And from now on, Dmitry’s merchant head will stop any supplies to the Castro family, and we plan to secure all of your bonds left in the Golden Bank.
So what do you think? I know that the principal of the repayment date is fast approaching, but it will be a significant financial pressure in the context of preparing for war.]

He didn’t even hesitate.
Without listening to the other side, the Baron continued to speak.

[Not only that, but in the future, I will make sure to keep the Castro family and any other hostile forces at arm’s length.
We will fully provide the needed funds and do anything to destroy the power you hold, Castro! We don’t know what name you hold in the academy of Cairo, but even if Dmitry has to pay a huge cost for our actions, we will definitely watch you fall.]

The threat from Baron Romero was quite dangerous.
If what they were saying turned into reality, the Castro family was bound to be in danger.

‘That can never happen.’

He felt lost.
If the bonds were returned and hostile forces formed a group, just the thought made him go pale.
Even if they managed to defeat Dmitry, they would be easily intimidated by financial threats.

Besides, it was impossible to have a sure victory in the Battle of Territory.
While a typical noble family did not have more than 200 soldiers, Dmitry’s military power exceeded a lot more.
In addition, if mercenaries such as Benjamin joined forces, there would be around a thousand troops.

And finally, didn’t they have Roman Dmitry?

At first, he was worried about how to face Marquis Benedict, but the more he thought, the stronger he felt Dmitry’s potential.
If he went to war with them, no matter how powerful he was in the capital, he was bound to fall into the abyss.

‘Roman Dmitry is just like his father.’

The fiery nature and not stubborness.
He wasn’t sure what to say in order to convince Baron Romero.

It was then… .

[Release my son, whom you are holding in captivity! This will be the last warning!]

Wait, now this felt strange.

Holding his son in captivity?

Count Castro spoke right away, thinking the opponent was mistaken.

“Baron Dmitry! It seems like you are clearly mistaken, but we are not holding anyone from the Dmitry family.
My son did something wrong to Lauren Dmitry, and he is fully reflecting on his actions.
I personally went with my son to make him kneel and apologize.
The problem is already solved, and there is no need to have a Battle of Territory.
We already reached a compromise.”

He only spoke the truth.
Beyond the screen, Baron Romero looked shocked.

[… Is that true?]

The anger that had flared up like a fire had died down.
Baron Romero, who had completed the war preparations, couldn’t quickly grasp the reality that Roman had already received an apology from Castro.