Chapter 100
The battlefield of the 20th day—possibly the last.
After finishing three games, Seojun was spectating a match.
[Try parrying that! I dare you to try!]
-LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL why are you so worked up?
-Obviously no idea the host is watching lol
-Hilarious
-Where'd he even learn that
The subject of his viewing: The World's Greatest Swordsman.
This user wasn’t even a ranker, so his game result would have no impact whatsoever.
But.
“He’s my disciple.”
Seojun deliberately turned on the game of The World's Greatest Swordsman.
The reason: the heart of a teacher.
[Do you know the feeling? Do you know what it’s like not to be able to just ignore a senior from school?!]
-LOLOLOLOL
-Host. Don’t think he sees you as a teacher...
-But his skill really has improved. Wasn’t he a beginner? That was clean.
“Right? I really am a good teacher.”
He’d occasionally train him on stream as a warm-up, and just look at him beating most ordinary players now.
Earlier, he even pulled off a parry and counterattacked.
All movements that Seojun had implanted in him.
-What the hell did you do to him at the gym
-Complete overhaul ㄷㄷㄷ
-Mad Scientist
-More like a physicist lol
-Physicist, ㅇㅈlololol not researching physics but enforcing it lol
[I want to run away, but do you know how it feels to start liking exercise?!]
That’s a good thing. Completely normal.
You keep training someone, and eventually they all end up smiling and enjoying it.
You ask, have I lost my mind?
‘Not at all.’
They’ve found the fun.
Seojun smiled with satisfaction.
[I won! Please let this be the end for today!]
The swordsman’s reason for wanting to win seemed a little different from others.
But it seems he’s misunderstanding.
I’m not letting you off.
“As expected, he seems to have learned well. Now then.”
It was time to start his own game.
Because there really wasn’t much time left.
About 20 minutes until the battlefield closed?
-Finally going to play?
-I’ve been waiting just for this lol
-ㅗㅜㅑ look at the viewer count
The reason he waited until now for his fourth match was nothing special.
-Clearly trying to farm viewers like crazy lollol
-Look at him milking it right to the end
-The protagonist always shows up last
-ㄹㅇㅋㅋ
It wasn’t for such shallow reasons.
Simply.
“I waited just for a well-placed snipe.”
Before the start, he had already informed Sapa that he’d play the final game after most of the fighting was done.
#1 / Cheonma14 / 115,254
That had been Seojun’s contribution count on the 10th day.
What about now?
Seojun displayed the contribution rankings on the broadcast screen.
#1 / Cheonma14 / 2,368,741
#2 / FreshSeaweed / 264,712
#3 / Sapa's Dignity / 257,523
#4 / This Isn't Murim / 221,876
-2.36 million LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
-Insane gap
-It’s a comedy gold every time I see it lol
-How is that even possible lol but it is
-Love how the orthodox faction bastards disappeared from the rankings
What on earth had happened in “For the Alliance”?
This sensational ranking, to any other game user, would be too easy to suspect as a bug or a dead game.
The first place has ten times the score of the second?
A scene almost impossible to see unless some cheat had pierced the game.
Almost to the point you’d call it fabricated.
The person himself, however, calmly spoke and queued up the game.
“Last game on the last day.”
-Not the last day
-Cut the crap ㄴ
-We’re going to win today for sure lol
-lololol the Sapa bastards are denying it!
-We’ve all been through it, we know. Come willingly.
Since their withdrawal, the orthodox faction users had persistently attacked Sapa and cheered for the Demonic Cult.
Ironically, it was because that would balance things out. The Demonic Cult winning wasn’t the issue.
The real problem was Sapa becoming a faction that never once lost its home base.
“So I really wanted to fight the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th place myself. Since it’s the last day.”
Seojun once more emphasized this and pulled up the map of the battlefield.
-Ah, I said it’s not the last day lol
-Shick shick
-See you tomorrow ㅠㅠ
Then he clicked on Guangdong (also a name the users call arbitrarily), the region where Sapa’s home base was.
Clean.
[Cheonma14]
[Bandit King]
The remaining members of the Demonic Cult side.
And
[FreshSeaweed]
[Sapa's Dignity]
[This Isn't Murim]
Contribution ranking 2nd, 3rd, and 4th.
This was what he had waited for.
The snipe wasn’t done by him but by the enemies.
Seojun had given them a chance to somehow stop him just once.
They would surely have prepared thoroughly.
And even if there was a day of leeway, losing this time would clearly break their momentum and put them at a disadvantage.
Even so, the reason he went through with it.
“Because it really is the last.”
It’s romance.
-Kr!
-Why are you trying to leave ㅠㅠㅠ
-Stay in the Demonic Cult forever
-No, it’s not the last?
-Please don’t come from the next battlefield on
-But what if we don’t get matched here? Major disaster?
Fortunately, the game was caught with 5 minutes left.
* * *
How many points were riding on this single match?
Compared to the whole, perhaps negligible.
But as this was a battlefield where those negligible points had always played a decisive role.
And as an enormous weight rested on Seojun, many believed that the result of this final game would be the result of the battlefield itself.
Even if Seojun lost this game, Sapa might lose.
Even if Seojun won, Sapa might win.
And so, Moovy Soft does not reveal detailed numbers, leaving it to the realm of imagination.
Because that is romance.
Who would want to hear that the game they played was actually meaningless?
Maybe because I played, because I won.
It’s to plant the feeling that your faction might have won.
“It’s not typical.”
Seojun’s last game.
No, perhaps the game that could be the last of the 20th day itself—this one was not ordinary.
[Green: 0] vs [Red: 0]
Sapa was represented as green on the battlefield.
Because green symbolizes the Tang Clan and the Green Forest.
And now, the fortress’s health was completely depleted.
Seojun’s level was also nearing max.
Finally.
Not a single battle had been fought so far.
“They’re betting everything on one fight, I suppose.”
Seojun was in the center; the enemies had captured both camps, collected objectives.
The enemy must have judged that killing Seojun twice was difficult.
So they deliberately avoided confrontation until the fortress was destroyed.
“Just watch out for ambushes.”
And despite the disadvantage, Seojun accepted it.
A final battle decided in a single fight.
It was quite satisfying.
* * *
‘Was this what they aimed for?’
From the start, the enemies pressured him relentlessly.
The Salmak (Assassin’s Sect) drove him at extreme speed.
The Sapa warriors blocked large paths with huge attacks.
The Tang Clan assisted from behind with concealed weapons.
They waged a thorough war of attrition.
Trying to enjoy the advantage in resources.
Because Seojun’s team had two while theirs had three.
Even a 1-for-1 trade was beneficial to them.
And the Green Forest was there too.
They had truly prepared thoroughly.
From the opening routes to being pushed back like this.
“Since I said I’d welcome a snipe at 7, they must have thought hard for two hours.”
“Even if you find it underhanded, I had no choice. Someone like you must be dealt with even like this.”
Uttering rather cheesy words, the greatsword user restricted Seojun’s movement again.
The Salmak user in front pressured him at high speed but never went in too deep, driving Seojun into the last remaining direction.
At the same time, a throwing dagger flew in.
It was sent by the Tang Clan user, whom Lee Dongsu was dealing with.
‘Methodically stable, calmly cornering me.’
The enemy’s top priority was not to take losses.
Chat messages came calling it underhanded.
But it was Seojun who had prepared this situation and allowed himself to be sniped, and it was Seojun who allowed the game to end in a single battle—so there was no room for complaints.
More than anything.
Seojun was equally underhanded.
‘That shouldn’t work.’
By throwing the dagger at Seojun, the Tang Clan ranker showed a very tiny opening to Lee Dongsu.
And to fill that opening, the Bandit King, who had been fighting nearby, moved toward Lee Dongsu.
This was possible because they were engaging just a few steps apart.
Also, since Lee Dongsu revealed a larger opening to exploit the enemy’s tiny gap, Seojun had to help.
If so, then surely, while Seojun went to help the Bandit King, an opportunity for the Salmak user to do something would arise.
In other words.
The opening the Tang Clan had first shown was intentional.
But.
Seojun was definitely underhanded.
‘Ah, this is so easy.’
The reason he deliberately brought the Bandit King—no, Lee Dongsu.
Although he might often break down and seem like a goof, Lee Dongsu was at the pinnacle of all gamers.
Beyond just the top ranker of For the Alliance.
The pinnacle of gamers.
If they had sniped, Seojun had set a trap.
Because it was fun and convenient.
The enemies didn’t know that Bandit King was a pro player’s alt account.
Therefore.
This Isn't Murim, who had been puzzled that Seojun didn’t come to help Lee Dongsu, could only be startled when a black hand suddenly appeared at their neck.
Lee Dongsu.
He, too, had been aware of the enemies’ entire plan from the beginning.
“Kuh-heuk.”
Their health drained away rapidly.
At the same time, Seojun began to pressure the lone Salmak.
The Tang Clan ranker threw a dagger at Seojun, but Lee Dongsu, with a quick reaction, threw a black staff and knocked the dagger out of the air.
Lee Dongsu dodged the greatsword approaching again from behind without looking.
A pro is not called a pro for nothing.
Beings who, if they concentrate, can handle 2v1.
‘Just what on earth did that guy do before?’
But Lee Dongsu felt slightly strained even in a 2v1.
And this naturally led to a sense of absurdity toward Seojun, who easily handled 3v1.
As he slashed the chest of No Name, Seojun looked back and spoke.
“Bandit King. If you train for about 80 more years, you might be able to match a few moves with me.”
* * *
He won the game.
Seojun’s health remained over half, and Lee Dongsu’s about a third.
It hadn’t been a hard win.
-Kyah
-Demonic Cult victory confirmed!
-No it isn’t?
-Is it...?
-See you tomorrow lol
The time was 10:20.
The battlefield had closed, and the last game was over.
“Let’s go.”
“Yes. That was fun.”
“Same.”
What would happen now?
The viewers looked completely relaxed.
They were teasing each other nonchalantly.
What result would come tomorrow?
Had they won?
Wondering, Seojun exited the game.
And then.
-??????
-Huh?
-What?
-Crazy
As he came out, the battlefield interface automatically rose, and Seojun opened his eyes wide.
A phrase had appeared in the center of the interface.
Was it because only one faction was left now?
[Victorious Faction: Demonic Cult]
Why had this popped up already?
-A bug?
-Eau de Magyo? Eau de Magyo? Eau de Magyo? Eau de Magyo? Eau de Magyo?
-Is this real? Is this real? Is this real?