Chapter 61
Tang!
A clear, crisp sound rang out.
Seo-jun’s sword had knocked away the dagger flying straight toward him along the shortest possible path.
The dagger failed to stop Seo-jun, and the distance closed in an instant.
“No one’s ever dodged it? Then I guess they all blocked it.”
Seo-jun’s sword moved to cut down the enemy.
The right hand gripping the sword rose above his left shoulder.
“And who the hell could block that?!”
The sword infused with internal energy sliced through the enemy, who was so flustered he couldn’t even properly draw another dagger.
Shraaaak!
-Seriously, who the hell can block that?
-Bullets are probably slower than that.
-2o ==
-FYI) Bullets travel at 400m/s, way faster than daggers.
The enemy’s health dropped.
Right after slashing the enemy from left to right, Seo-jun instantly reversed his grip on the sword and prepared to strike again.
“W-wait a sec....”
Shraaaak!
Then he swung from left to right once more.
That was why he reversed his grip.
By pressing his thumb against the pommel, he could stabilize the sword firmly.
Crunch!
The enemy, whose health had been cut in half in an instant, looked even more panicked than before.
“Wait! Why’s my HP like this?!”
“Talking during battle is a luxury.”
The enemy became so flustered he collapsed onto his backside.
Seo-jun raised his sword high overhead before bringing it down.
Cut, then cut again.
-Yeah. Talking’s a luxury.
-Time is money.
-Especially for Absorption Arts.
-Even more so for the streamer.
The moment the enemy died, the rapidly draining internal energy and stamina returned to their normal recovery speed.
Killing one person had released the Absorption Arts.
“Hey! Why’re you dead already?!”
A bandit rushing over from afar had spent the internal energy he’d been saving to use movement arts after seeing his comrade in danger, but by the time he arrived, his ally was already dead.
After grasping the situation, instead of fleeing, the bandit chose to assault Seo-jun head-on.
Tap.
Seo-jun turned around.
Behind him, the rapidly approaching bandit planted his foot and swung a massive greatsword.
But Seo-jun’s body was already moving backward.
Rather than countering, Seo-jun chose to evade. He stepped back, then the moment the enemy’s sword passed by, he thrust forward with his own blade.
Once again, his internal energy began recovering rapidly.
“Oh-ho? You dodge pretty well.”
The bandit stepped back and sneered.
“Your swordsmanship is so bandit-like it’s hard not to dodge.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
There wasn’t anything special about “bandit-like.”
“It means simple.”
“Heh. Simplicity is what makes it strong. That’s why I chose the Green Forest. Nobody ever thinks about countering it.”
“Yeah, I suppose that could be true.”
If countering required twice the stamina and internal energy, who would choose to do it?
-Weren’t you just saying conversation was a luxury? lololol
-His cooldown reset lololol
-He does whatever he wants!
-But that bandit’s kinda cool though?
-Simplicity itself is strength!
-As a Green Forest bandit, I’m proud.
-Is there seriously anyone here who still hasn’t joined the Demonic Cult?
-You lunatic. You’re gonna join the Demonic Cult just because the streamer did?
-o o I did though?
Seo-jun briefly scanned the nicknames in chat and spotted a viewer he’d encountered earlier this match.
‘So they followed me here.’
Seriously amazing.
There were way too many incredible people in the world.
“Huuup.”
The bandit inhaled deeply as he prepared his next move.
His movements were large and slow.
Because the sword was heavy. The bandit practically dragged the greatsword across the ground as he walked.
“There must’ve been plenty of lighter weapons in the Green Forest. Seeing you choose a greatsword tells me enough.”
“What would you know?!”
Whoooosh.
At first, the greatsword was visibly slow, but gradually it accelerated, growing larger within Seo-jun’s field of vision.
But the trajectory of the blade only moved from top to bottom.
“Your attacks are too honest.”
A side effect of nobody ever trying to counter his attacks.
Seo-jun lowered his body and steadied his stance.
The descending sword met Seo-jun’s force and shot upward vertically against the enemy’s attack.
“To think you never even considered the most basic parry.”
People avoided it because parrying would still put them at a disadvantage.
But for Seo-jun, it wasn’t that great a loss.
“Kgh!”
Was it because he’d been hit by something completely unexpected? Or because the recoil from the parry was too strong?
The bandit staggered backward.
Seo-jun attacked the unsteady enemy, shaving off his health, then pointed his sword forward.
“Come.”
“I won’t fall for it this time!”
The bandit’s next attack tried to throw off the timing, making it harder to parry.
But who was Seo-jun?
“Kgh!”
The bandit stumbled backward.
Seo-jun reduced his health again, then smiled faintly as he pointed his sword at him.
“Come.”
-The streamer’s having fun right now.
-He looks more excited than at any other point today.
-“I chose the Green Forest because simple is strong” — fake madness.
-“I picked the Demonic Cult because my nickname is Heavenly Demon” — real madness.
-This psycho bastard lololololol
-Choosing the Demonic Cult really is insanity =
The moment Seo-jun looked away briefly, the bandit tried to exploit the timing.
But it was casually blocked.
Seo-jun wasn’t the type to get distracted without anticipating even that much.
Seo-jun depleted the bandit’s remaining health.
Then, hearing the sound of a wagon approaching from afar, he ran forward instead of regrouping with it.
“Like I said earlier, let’s finish them before they reach the wagon. And everyone.”
The only reason Seo-jun had been able to counter the bandit’s sword was thanks to the Absorption Arts.
Normally, using twice the resources would put someone at a disadvantage, but the Absorption Arts continuously replenished those resources little by little.
And the traits Seo-jun selected restored not just a little, but a lot.
So the conclusion Seo-jun came to was this:
“No matter how I think about it, my trait build is seriously good. The more I play this game, the more obvious it becomes.”
-Ah, not buying it.
-But honestly, isn’t it usable even outside of pub-stomping?
-Don’t fall for it.
-Not falling for it. It’s not even the Demonic Cult anyway lololol
Ah.
So it might not actually be the Demonic Cult.
Seo-jun smacked his lips and swallowed his disappointment.
米米米
“One thing I always feel while playing For the Sake of Chivalry is that the game gets kinda lonely. Aside from that, it’s a really good game.”
The game session ended, and the wagon arrived at its destination.
The destination was slightly farther back than the enemies’ starting point.
-That’s because you’re always solo-killing people in front of the enemy lines, you lunatic lolololololol
-Can’t keep up with this insanity.
-Professor, the class is moving too fast.
The lone remaining teammate beside the wagon spoke up.
“What is this weird feeling? The ride was incredibly smooth though.”
The enemies never even got to properly see the wagon before the game ended.
Whenever the wagon passed near their base, Seo-jun personally went ahead and killed them first.
“Anyway, thanks for the carry bus! I’ll subscribe to iTube! I just search Cheonma14, right?”
The girl, who had anxiously escorted the wagon the entire game in case an enemy Seo-jun missed showed up, thanked him before leaving.
“Uh.... She left.”
She exited before Seo-jun even had time to correct his streamer name.
['Solution' donated 30,000 won!]
[Hurry up and contact your editor to change the channel name!]
“Wow! There’s a method like that?”
That’s what he said, though his expression looked unconvinced.
-Wow!
-You might actually be a genius?
-This is collective intelligence! This is what viewers are!
-2o=
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-If it’s really necessary just send an in-game message, you idiots. Why change the channel name?
-LMAO this is collective intelligence too! This guy’s a viewer too!
Still, thankfully, there were some sane people around.
“Ah, and before the next match, there’s something we need to settle, right?”
Seo-jun opened the chat window and spoke.
“I remember that ID. Your Travel ID and game ID are the same. You know what happens if you scam and run, right?”
Maybe thanks to the threat, the payment came quickly.
['OfCourseIKnow' donated 100,000 won!]
[Of course I know. The money’s fine, but... Magical Girl and Christina both went up in smoke....]
The donation alert rang and text appeared on the screen.
“Hmm?”
057626
The transferred amount was insufficient.
Obviously, it wasn’t a scam.
If the viewer had explained they were struggling financially or were still a minor with limited allowance money, Seo-jun would’ve been willing to let it slide.
But the viewer hadn’t given any such explanation.
“Don’t tell me... you just wanted to donate one more time?”
Seo-jun’s prediction was correct.
After a short delay, another donation popped up.
['EvenIfILeave' donated 100,000 won!]
[I even got a deserter penalty, so this much attention-grabbing should be fine, right?]
-The streamer predicted him.
-Damn! Even when he leaves, he leaves artistically.
-He didn’t leave though.
-Pfft, that deserter penalty’s such a waste, mm-hmm!
Apparently so.
“Ah, yes. Thanks for the donation. Then, let’s queue for the next match.”
From the mountains to the tavern, then summoned back into the mountains again.
“Hello!”
“Hi.”
Seo-jun stayed quiet for now.
Surely there wouldn’t be another viewer this time.
“......”
“......”
He was just checking, that was all.
“Why isn’t this guy saying anything and just standing there?”
“Did his loading freeze or something?”
“Can that happen?”
“No clue.”
Thankfully, that didn’t seem to be the case.
“Hello.”
Only then did he greet them.
“Hello. Let’s do well.”
“Have fun.”
The two naturally headed toward the wagon without even waiting for an NPC to guide them.
Seo-jun quietly replied and followed behind.
“Thankfully, seems like there aren’t any.”
The viewers immediately understood what he meant.
-No stream snipers lololol
-Looks like those two don’t know.
-Seriously, stream snipers these days are slacking! Can’t they do it properly like me?
-You failed this round too though.
-I’ve got a deserter penalty so I can’t even queue, how am I supposed to snipe him? lol
Since the game matched people with roughly similar fame levels, the more Seo-jun kept winning, the easier stream-sniping him would become.
After all, the number of players with high fame scores would keep shrinking.
A similar phenomenon happened in other games with ranked tiers too.
“This is the item you all need to protect.”
Among the cargo on the wagon, the item they had to guard this time was alcohol.
[Baekhwa Liquor]
abono
The crate containing the Baekhwa Liquor closed shut.
“We’re moving out!”
The wagon departed, and Seo-jun leisurely walked alongside it.
“For now, since I can handle ranged attacks, I’ll stay near the wagon. Cheonma-nim, please focus on keeping the NPCs alive as much as possible.”
“What about me?”
“Cover wherever we’re lacking.”
“Yep.”
“What do you think, Cheonma-nim?”
Seo-jun quietly listened before nodding.
With their roles quickly decided, they took their positions and followed the wagon.
After moving for a bit—
“Enemies!”
An NPC who spotted the enemy shouted.
“They’re coming openly. Get ready.”
“I just hope we don’t lose to bad luck right from the start.”
Sometimes enemy attacks would accidentally hit the cargo.
“Seriously. They’re coming!”
Seo-jun watched from some distance as the enemies clashed with his teammates.
There were two enemies approaching directly toward the wagon.
The teammate assigned to fill in weak points also moved toward them.
“Wonder where the remaining enemy is.”
Seo-jun scanned the surroundings, ready to rush in and protect the cargo if needed.
Then the last enemy appeared across the main road.
But somehow, the nickname looked familiar.
[WhiteTiger7]
So this time the stream sniper wasn’t a teammate, but someone on the enemy team?
Seo-jun sighed inwardly.
“You missed me, didn’t you, bastard?”
Seo-jun resolved to avoid stream snipers starting next match and spoke to the confidently grinning White Tiger.
“Who are you?”
“Huh... what?”
The instant look of confusion on his face was satisfying to see.
“Hm.... I think this is my first time seeing that ID.”
Seo-jun deliberately emphasized “ID,” and White Tiger immediately realized he was being mocked.
“You son of a bitch. This is because of you.”
Well, it was technically his first time seeing it.
0576260
-WhiteTiger “7” lololololol he lost the rare nickname.
-Looks like his account got deleted so he made a new one lolololololol
-But he still couldn’t abandon White Tiger lololol
-He should’ve gone with WhiteTiger14 instead of awkwardly adding 7. Zero sense lol
-Exactly lololol