Chapter 100

The battlefield on day 20, which could be the final day.

Seo-jun had finished three games and was now spectating.

[Try parrying once! Go ahead and try!]

-LOL why are you so worked up

-The streamer obviously had no idea you’d be watching lol

-So fucking funny

-Where did you learn this

The subject he was currently watching was Heavenly First Swordsman.

Even though this non-ranker user’s game results couldn’t possibly have any impact.

“He’s my disciple.”

Seo-jun had specifically chosen to watch Heavenly First Swordsman’s game.

The reason was a master’s heart.

[Isn’t it you guys? Isn’t it you guys? The feeling you can’t just ignore a school senior!]

-LMAO

-Streamer. That guy doesn’t think of you as his master, you know?

-But he really has gotten better. Wasn’t he a beginner? Pretty clean now

“Right? I told you I teach well.”

He’d occasionally turned on his stream and taught him moderately as a warm-up, and look how he now beats most regular users.

Just a moment ago, he’d even parried and counterattacked.

All movements he had instilled in him.

-What the hell did you do to him at the gym

-Completely remodeled him

-Mad scientist

-Rather than just a scientist lmao he’s a physicist

-Physicist agreed LOL he doesn’t research physics, he enforces it lol

[I want to run away but exercising is starting to feel good!]

That’s a good thing. Perfectly normal.

Originally, if you keep making people train, they all end up smiling and enjoying it later.

Gone crazy, you ask?

‘Not at all.’

They found the fun in it.

Seo-jun smiled with satisfaction.

[I won! Please let me be free today!]

Swordsman’s reason for wanting to win seemed a bit different from others.

But he was mistaken.

He wasn’t going to let him go.

“He seems to have learned well. Then.”

Now it was time to slowly start gaming.

Because really, there wasn’t much time left.

About 20 minutes until the battlefield closed?

-Finally going to play?

-I’ve been waiting for this lol

-Wow look at the viewer count

His reason for only now playing his fourth match wasn’t anything special.

-Trying to milk the viewers lol

-Look at him trying to get maximum value

-The protagonist always appears at the end

-True lol

It wasn’t such materialistic reasons.

It was simply.

“I was just waiting for smooth sniping.”

He had already notified the Unorthodox faction before starting that his final game would be played after most of the fighting was over.

# 1 / Heavenly Demon14 / 115,254

That was Seo-jun’s contribution number from day 10.

So what about now?

Seo-jun displayed the contribution ranking on his stream screen.

# 1 / Heavenly Demon14 / 2,368,741

# 2 / Fresh Seaweed State / 264,712

# 3 / Unorthodox Faction’s Dignity / 257,523

# 4 / This Isn’t Murim / 221,876

-2.36 million LMAOOO

-Insane gap

-I crack up every time I see this LOL

-How does that even make sense lol but it does

-So nice that the Orthodox faction guys disappeared from the ranking

What the hell had happened in For the Murim?

This provocative ranking would make any other game user who saw it suspect either a bug had occurred or the game was broken.

First place and second place differing by 10 times?

Unless some hack had been deployed in the game, this was nearly impossible to achieve.

It looked so much like manipulation that people would immediately suspect it.

The actual person involved spoke calmly while starting his game.

“The last game on the last day.”

-It’s not the last day

-Bullshit no

-Today at least we’re winning

-Lmao the Unorthodox faction guys are starting to deny it!

-We’ve all been through this so we know. Come at ease

The Orthodox faction users had persistently attacked the Unorthodox faction and cheered for the Demonic Cult ever since being eliminated.

Ironically, this was necessary for balance. The Demonic Cult winning wasn’t the problem.

The real problem was the Unorthodox faction becoming a force that had never once had their stronghold occupied.

“So I wanted to fight with the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th place once. Since it’s the last day.”

Seo-jun emphasized once more while displaying the battlefield map.

-Ah it’s not the last day lol

-Tsk tsk

-See you tomorrow T_T

And he clicked on the region where the Unorthodox faction’s stronghold was located—Guangdong (also a name users had arbitrarily given).

Clean.

[Heavenly Demon14]

[BanditKing]

The remaining Demonic Cult members and.

[Fresh Seaweed State]

[Unorthodox Faction’s Dignity]

[This Isn’t Murim]

The contribution ranking’s 2nd, 3rd, and 4th place.

This was what he’d been waiting for.

The sniping wasn’t done by him but by the enemies.

Seo-jun had given them the opportunity to try blocking him somehow.

They’d definitely prepared thoroughly.

And even though there was a day of leeway, if they lost this time, their momentum would break and things would become disadvantageous.

Still, he did this because.

“It really is the last time.”

Romance.

-Cool!

-Why are you trying to leave T_T

-Stay with the Demonic Cult forever

-No, it’s not the last time though?

-Please don’t come from the next battlefield onwards

-But what if you don’t get matched? That would be catastrophic, no?

Fortunately, the game was found with 5 minutes remaining.

* * *

How many points were riding on this single match?

It might be insignificant compared to the whole.

But those insignificant points had always played decisive roles in this battlefield.

And with such enormous weight hanging on Seo-jun, many people believed this final game’s result would determine the battlefield’s outcome.

Even if Seo-jun lost this game, the Unorthodox faction might still lose.

Even if Seo-jun won this game, the Unorthodox faction might still win.

That’s why MovieSoft didn’t reveal precise numbers and left it to the imagination.

Because that was romantic.

Who would want to hear that their match was actually unnecessary?

Perhaps because they played the game, because they won the game.

The faction might have won—that’s the feeling they wanted to instill.

“This isn’t typical.”

Seo-jun’s final game.

Or perhaps this game that could remain as the final one until day 20 ended wasn’t ordinary.

[Green: 0] vs [Red: 0]

The Unorthodox faction was represented as green on the battlefield.

Because it was the color symbolizing Tang Household and Green Forest.

And currently, both fortresses’ health was completely depleted.

Seo-jun’s level was also approaching max level.

Finally.

Not a single battle had been fought until now.

“They’re betting everything on one fight.”

While Seo-jun captured the center, the enemies occupied both strongholds and collected objectives.

The enemies had judged that killing Seo-jun twice would be difficult.

So they intentionally avoided encounters until the fortress was destroyed.

“Just be careful of ambushes.”

And Seo-jun had accommodated this despite the disadvantage.

A final battle decided by a single fight.

It was quite nice.

* * *

‘So this was what they were aiming for.’

The enemies had thoroughly pressured him from the start.

Assassination Guild pushing him with extreme speed.

Unorthodox faction blocking major pathways with large attacks.

Tang Household providing support with hidden weapons from behind.

They waged a thorough war of attrition.

They wanted to gain a resource advantage.

Because Seo-jun’s team had two members while theirs had three.

Even trading at a 1-to-1 ratio would be profitable.

Plus there was Green Forest too.

They really seemed to have prepared thoroughly.

From the initial movement patterns to being pushed like this.

“I told them I’d snipe at 7 o’clock today, so they spent 2 hours thinking hard.”

“We had no choice but to think you were underhanded. You have to be faced like this.”

Saying slightly cringey words, the great sword limited Seo-jun’s movement again.

From the front, the Assassination Guild user pressured him at high speed but never ventured deep, driving Seo-jun toward the last remaining direction.

Simultaneously, a flying dagger.

It was a dagger thrown by the Tang Household user that Lee Dong-soo was handling.

‘They’re pushing thoroughly, stably, and calmly.’

The enemies’ top priority was avoiding losses.

Chat messages calling them cowardly appeared.

But since Seo-jun had prepared this sniping setup and allowed the game to end in a single fight, he couldn’t complain.

Above all.

Seo-jun was no less underhanded.

‘It won’t work.’

By throwing the dagger at Seo-jun, the Tang Household ranker showed Lee Dong-soo a very small opening.

And to cover that gap, the bandit fighting nearby moved toward Lee Dong-soo.

This was possible because they were fighting just a few steps apart.

Also, since Lee Dong-soo had shown an even bigger weakness to exploit the enemy’s very small gap, Seo-jun had to help him.

Then surely while he went to help BanditKing, the Assassination Guild user would get a chance to do something.

In other words.

Even the gap the Tang Household initially showed was intentional.

However.

Seo-jun was definitely underhanded.

‘Ah, this is so comfortable.’

The reason he’d specifically brought BanditKing, no, Lee Dong-soo.

He might seem like a pushover who always gets beaten, but Lee Dong-soo was at the pinnacle of all gamers.

Not just at the level of For the Murim’s top ranker.

The pinnacle of gamers.

If the enemies had sniped him, Seo-jun had set a trap.

Because it was fun and comfortable.

The enemies didn’t know BanditKing was a pro’s alt account.

Therefore.

When Seo-jun didn’t come to help Lee Dong-soo, This Isn’t Murim was puzzled, then startled to see a dark sword thrust at his neck.

Lee Dong-soo.

He too had noticed everything about the enemies from the beginning.

“Kugh.”

His health drained away.

Simultaneously, Seo-jun began pressuring the now-alone Assassination Guild.

The Tang Household ranker threw a dagger at Seo-jun, but Lee Dong-soo reacted quickly and launched a dark palm strike to knock the dagger down mid-air.

Lee Dong-soo dodged the approaching great sword from behind without even looking.

Pros aren’t pros for nothing.

They can handle 2-on-1 situations with focus.

‘What the hell did that hyung used to do.’

But Lee Dong-soo felt slightly pressed while handling the 2-on-1.

And this naturally led to amazement at Seo-jun, who casually handled 3-on-1.

Seo-jun slashed the nameless one’s chest while looking back and saying.

“BanditKing. If you train for about 80 years, you might be able to match me a little.”

* * *

He won the game.

Seo-jun’s health remained over half, and Lee Dong-soo had about a third left.

It wasn’t a difficult victory.

-Nice

-Demonic Cult victory confirmed!

-No it’s not?

-Is it though?

-See you tomorrow lol

The time was 10:20.

The battlefield closed and the final game ended.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes. That was fun.”

“Me too.”

How would it turn out?

The viewers’ tension seemed completely relaxed.

They were just teasing each other pointlessly.

How would tomorrow’s results turn out?

Had they won?

While pondering, Seo-jun exited the game.

And then.

-??????

-Huh?

-What’s this?

-Crazy

Upon exiting the game, the battlefield interface automatically appeared and Seo-jun’s eyes widened.

A message was floating in the center of the interface.

Was it because only one faction remained?

[Victory Faction: Demonic Cult]

Why was this appearing already?

-Bug?

-Oh Demonic Cult? Oh Demonic Cult? Oh Demonic Cult? Oh Demonic Cult? Oh Demonic Cult? Oh Demonic Cult?

-Is this real? Is this real? Is this real?