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Chapter 342

Swordsmanship Veteran’s Game Stream - Episode 343

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Chapter 343

[Crazy lol]

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They’re coming to raid this openly at a time like this?

And there are three teams?

ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

The host’s karma has finally caught up with him lol

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-This is insane, hostㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-This is what you call a karma beam

-I think this could happen

└There probably isn’t a single person among those watching the stream who doesn’t understand their choice

If you interpreted the timing, it was like this.

To move on to a Tier 2 farming area, the Tier 1 farming areas had to reset a few more times.

Three key fragments were needed to open a Tier 2 farming area.

Since there was a high chance of obtaining one key fragment in a Tier 1 farming area, it could be inferred that, at present, only the teams that had moved exceptionally quickly possessed at least one fragment.

Inferred.

In other words, there was a high probability that hardly any fighting would break out.

Even if they had acquired a bomb and met the minimum requirements for a raid.

There was no reason to risk an uncertain fight right now and lose the weapons that could be used to easily farm Tier 2 areas.

However, things changed if there was a team that appeared likely to have two key fragments.

If they could reach Tier 2 at this point, they could gain a huge advantage later, at the timing when they would be able to widen the gap as much as possible.

However.

[It’s true that the host’s team has two key fragmentsㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

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The important point is that the teams coming to raid right now aren’t coming to take those fragmentsㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

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It was obvious that the people right now hadn’t thought about anything like that.

-If, in the world of if, those guys had properly confirmed that the host didn’t even have a single key fragment, would they still have come?

└Of course they wouldㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-The host really did go too far

That was what made it so funny.

Because it was obvious that the people coming to raid Seojun’s house right now would have come here regardless.

And there were three parties, at that.

[This is hilarious, but I understandㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ]

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I understand perfectly

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-The Slayers have no choice but to comeㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

└Ahㅋㅋ The team leader got toyed with that badly—how could they not raid him now?ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-The Raiders seem to have come rationally, just to keep him in check

└No way? If you watch their stream, they’re absolutely furiousㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-When was the last team victimized?

└ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ They’re just nobodies, but they were a team that got hit while passing byㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-A union of victimsㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

However, people began suggesting that having three parties might actually be a good thing.

[But doesn’t this mean they’ll wipe each other out?]

-Would they?

-I said, would they?ㅋㅋㅋ

└Why? (Post author)

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“What was that gunshot?”

The leader of the Slayer team ducked his head in great confusion.

The gunshot had rung out while they were climbing the hill.

“There definitely wasn’t a bullet flying toward us. Did anyone get hit?”

The team members answered.

“No, no one was hit. More importantly, the sound came from another direction.”

“Were they waiting in advance? Did they set up another camp some distance away from their main base?”

Bang bang bang bang!

The team members all ducked their heads tensely and looked at one another.

In Last, an attack whose source hadn’t been identified was the most dangerous.

One mistake and they could be swept away in an instant.

The direction of the sound was strange.

The volume was strange as well.

“It’s not coming from their main base. I’m sure of it. For one thing, it’s too far away, and they haven’t attacked us.”

Someone had to raise their head and check.

The player among them with the best helmet lifted his head and determined that the source of the sound was not the enemy tower.

“Right side? Let’s move.”

From Seojun’s team’s perspective, the Slayer team to the east began moving after hearing the sounds from the north.

The “nobodies” on the west, to borrow the viewers’ expression, did the same.

Moving cautiously, prepared to hide the moment they spotted an enemy, they finally discovered the cause of the gunshots.

“What?”

“It’s another team, not ours.”

“Everyone, wait.”

The Slayer leader smiled with delight the moment he saw the other team—and realized that they were the familiar veterans of the Raiders’ Last—and ordered his team to wait.

“Let’s wait a moment.”

He met the leader of the other team’s gaze.

And conveyed his intentions.

No, they exchanged them.

The moment they saw each other, both sides understood why the other had come and what was going on.

For now, this was merely a brief confirmation.

“Don’t attack under any circumstances. Got it? We’re not fighting them.”

Once they confirmed that neither side would attack the other, they would team up.

Teaming wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. If their goals aligned, they could join hands for a while.

In any case, there could only be one winning team, so there were no eternal alliances.

The rules varied, but if it wasn’t explicitly prohibited, this sort of thing was generally tolerated in streamer competitions.

They even formed massive alliances at times.

And at that very moment, the Raiders’ leader was thinking the same thing.

‘This time, we need to deal with him for good. But we have to be careful not to get stabbed in the back the moment we do. We’ll strike first.’

Regardless, he smiled happily at the fact that their chances of successfully raiding the base had increased.

After a brief period spent establishing trust—

‘Huh?’

That was when he spotted another team approaching from the left, and they weren’t attacking either.

Even though they were well within firing range.

The leaders’ eyes met.

‘You too?’

‘Yeah, me too.’

And just like that, the team was formed.

It was exactly as inevitable as the viewers had predicted.

Utterly inevitable.

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[The eastern raiding team is moving.]

[The west is doing the same!]

[Host! They’ve met! Could all three of them join together?]

Seojun was certain at that moment.

Since no further gunshots were coming in, they were going to join together in another sense.

[Host! They’re shaking hands with one another! Crazy? Wait a second. Wow. They’re looking at us and telling us to just go away? This is completely ridiculous.]

Joseon’s Assassin, who had been covering the north, returned while relaying the information.

“They teamed up… And they’re doing it as if it’s the most natural thing in the world… Mr. Seojun?”

“Yes?”

“What on earth did you do? Seriously…”

“You know I didn’t do anything.”

Since Seojun genuinely thought so, he let it pass and organized the situation.

First of all, it was good news that Joam had returned alive.

Raiding was very simple.

You killed the enemy.

As you killed enemies, their resources would run out.

Or the spots where they could continue to survive would disappear.

The same applied to both the opposing team and Seojun’s team.

The attacking side usually built a camp near the place they intended to raid, setting it up so that even if they died, they could revive there and rejoin the fight.

But that was something for the later stages, when resources were plentiful.

Right now—

‘If we kill them, it’s over.’

Of course, the same applied to Seojun’s team.

If everyone died, it was over.

‘Even if we defend against this, we won’t be able to move on to a Tier 2 farming area.’

That was the disadvantage of defense compared to offense.

The opponents must have brought only the minimum weapons necessary.

Even so, Seojun had chosen to defend because he knew at least one team would come.

In fact, he had even been thinking this:

“Ah, now the subcontractors are providing delivery service too?”

For a moment, Baek Do-yul stared at Seojun as though he were looking at a madman.

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Ah, this lunatic

-At this point, I’m just curious how the host’s mind worksㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

-Shouldn’t we dissect his brain for the sake of human progress?ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

Seojun leisurely looked down as Joam and the other scouts returned home, opened the door, and went inside.

“All right, team. Shall we stop them?”

After a little while, the opposing team they had formed began approaching from a distance. Once they came a little closer, both sides would enter firing range.

‘They’re spreading out in a wide circle and searching thoroughly as they approach.’

Their house had been expanded, but it wasn’t large enough for the enemy to have to struggle too much even after entering the outer wall.

In situations like this, the defending team usually built a base outside, creating an opportunity for a few people to strike from behind.

The attacking team seemed to be approaching carefully to eliminate that possibility.

‘Though we didn’t build one.’

The people who would fight below went inside the building, picked up their weapons, then came back out and took up positions inside the outer wall.

Meanwhile, Kim Tae-woo and Sisik Corner climbed up to the upper level, where Seojun and Baek Do-yul were.

“What should we do about this?”

Seojun said as he took his position.

“It doesn’t matter how many teams there are. We just have to avoid getting hit and hit them.”

“That’s only possible for you, Seojun…”

“Whew, Host. Even if we all die, I trust that you’ll cover all four directions for us.”

“It’ll be quite troublesome if we get wiped out. Especially since there are three teams…”

If they died, they could be reborn at the sleeping bags they had placed.

However, once they revived at a sleeping bag within a certain area, there was a cooldown before they could revive again at a sleeping bag in that area.

They had only one life.

The enemy had three teams.

“Look at them building an outer wall.”

“Hit them!”

“You should conserve your bullets a little too, everyone.”

The opposition advanced while building an outer wall.

Within a certain range of their house, no one except them could build, but the opposing teams were still outside that range.

Cover appeared, and they gradually advanced.

The enemy also began firing at them.

Their goal was to kill the enemy.

It seemed they hadn’t built an assault camp. That was probably because they were confident due to having three teams.

Bang! Bang!

The attack began.

The teams exchanged fire, attacking the people positioned above and below as well as the enemies approaching them.

Below Seojun were the father and son.

The two of them were covering the north.

Bang! Bang!

But Seojun was leaning his back against the wall, looking inside the tower.

‘They’re good shots.’

They hid, cautiously peeked their faces out again to fire, then hid once more.

The opposing side was probably doing the same.

[Mr. Seojun? Argh! I got hit once! Why does it seem like no attacks are coming from above? Is it just me?]

[Wow! I just saw it—this guy isn’t attacking! I made eye contact with him! Baek Do-yul! Don’t ever sponsor this guy again!]

That was right.

Seojun was simply watching the fierce battlefield in silence.

If he attacked, he would inevitably be hit by bullets as well, but the fight was still one of aiming at the enemy’s muzzle first.

[Nice! I knocked one down!]

[Imua, are we allowed to use foreign words? Ah! I got hit.]

“Everyone can die once, so don’t play too cautiously. There are roughly four people in each direction.”

Baek Do-yul calmly analyzed the situation.

“Damn, I fired so much and didn’t get a single one.”

Tae-woo took a moment to rest and count his magazines.

“S-sorry… Their headshot… was just… lucky…”

Sisik Corner eventually died. It couldn’t be helped. The numerical disadvantage was too great.

“So what are you doing, Seojun?”

Even in that situation, Seojun remained still, not showing his face at all.

“I’m waiting.”

“For what?”

Seojun closed his eyes and spoke to Baek Do-yul.

“Give me a position briefing.”

[Wh-what?]

“Just tell me roughly.”

After listening to the entire briefing, Seojun gave Baek Do-yul an order.

“Die.”

[What?]

“When I give the signal, just die.”

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