NOVEL NEXT Chapter 100
Chapter 100
Day 20 of Battlefield, which could be the last day.
Sojun had finished three games and was observing the ongoing matches.
『”Try to parry once! Just try it!”』
-Lee: Hahahahaha why is he so triggered?
-Observer: Looks like Streamer-nim didn’t know they were being watched hahahahahaha
-Viewer: So hilarious
-Another Viewer: Where did they even learn this?
At present, the focus was on No. 1 Swordsman Under Heaven.
Even though this non-ranker user’s game results were likely to have no impact.
“He’s my disciple.”
Sojun deliberately opened No. 1 Swordsman Under Heaven’s game.
The reason was a teacher’s heart.
『”Do you know? Do you understand the feeling of not being able to ignore a senior from school?!”』
-Lee: Hahahahaha
-Observer: Streamer-nim, I don’t think he considers you his teacher?
-Viewer: But honestly, he’s gotten really skilled. Wasn’t he a beginner? Neat work.
“Right? I’m a good teacher, aren’t I?”
Having occasionally taught a few things as a warm-up during streams, he noticed that the guy had been defeating almost all average users.
He even managed to parry earlier and counterattack.
All these moves were instilled by him.
-Viewer: What in the world were you doing in the gym?
-Lee: Overhaul alert
-Viewer: Mad scientist
-Another Viewer: More than a scientist hahaha he’s a physicist
-Viewer: Physicist confirmed, not researching physics but executing it haha
『”Do you know the feeling of wanting to run away but gradually starting to like working out?!”』
That’s a good thing. It’s perfectly normal.
When people get used to training, they eventually begin to enjoy it with a smile.
Are you going crazy?
‘No, it’s not like that.’
They found enjoyment.
Sojun smiled contently.
『”I won! Please let this be the last day!”』
The reason Swordsman wanted to win felt a bit different from the others.
But it seemed like he was mistaken.
He had no intention of letting him go.
“Looks like he’s learned well. So then.”
It was about time to slowly start playing again.
Because there really wasn’t much time left.
About 20 minutes before the Battlefield closed?
-Observer: Finally gonna play?
-Viewer: I’ve been waiting just for this haha
-Another Viewer: Look at all the viewers
There wasn’t any real reason for delaying the fourth round until now.
-Observer: Just trying to extract every bit of content
-Viewer: Milking it for all it’s worth
-Another Viewer: The protagonist always shows up last
-Viewer: True haha
It wasn’t for such vulgar reasons.
Simply.
“I was just waiting for a successful strike.”
He had already stated before starting with the Unorthodox Faction that he would engage in the final game after most of the battles had taken place.
#1 / Heavenly Demon14 / 1,152,540
This was Sojun’s contribution score on the 10th day.
So then, what was it now?
Sojun displayed the contribution ranking on the stream screen.
#1 / Heavenly Demon14 / 23,687,410
#2 / Fresh Seaweed State / 2,647,120
#3 / Unrighteous Dignity / 2,575,230
#4 / This Isn’t the Martial World / 2,218,760
-Viewer: 23 million lmaooo
-Observer: Insane gap
-Viewer: It’s a laugh line every time
-Another Viewer: Does it even make sense haha but it does
-Viewer: Love seeing Orthodox guys disappear from the ranking
What on earth happened over at For Justice?
This provocative ranking made it easy for outsiders to suspect a bug or a failing game.
A tenfold difference between first and second place. Unless there was some hack opened up in the game, it would usually be difficult to see such numbers.
So evident it would provoke a manipulation accusation.
The actual party involved remarked calmly and set up a game.
“The last day, the last game.”
-It isn’t the last day
-Cut the nonsense
-We will win today
-Observer: Unorthodox faction guys begin the denial!
-Viewer: Been through it all ourselves, just come at us comfortably
After being ousted, the players from the Orthodox Faction persistently attacked Unorthodox and cheered for the Demonic Cult.
Ironically, balance could only be restored this way. The victory of the Demonic Cult wasn’t at issue.
Preventing the Unorthodox Faction from ever being conquered at its base was the real problem.
“So I wanted to face the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th places once. Because it’s the last day.”
Sojun emphasized again while displaying the battle map.
-It isn’t the last day haha
-Shweesh sweesh
-Let’s meet tomorrow
Then, he pressed the region of Guangdong, where the Unorthodox Faction’s base was located (a name coined by users at their discretion).
*Cliing.*
『Heavenly Demon14』
『Bandit King』
The remaining personnel on the side of the Demonic Cult.
『Fresh Seaweed State』
『Unrighteous Dignity』
『This Isn’t the Martial World』
The top three on the contribution list.
He had waited for this moment.
They were deliberately offering Sojun the opportunity to strike them.
How about attempting to stop him?
Surely, they had prepared thoroughly.
Even with a day’s leeway, losing this time would certainly break their momentum and put them at a disadvantage.
Nevertheless, doing this.
“Because it really is the last.”
It was romantic.
-Lovely!
-Why are you trying to leave ㅠㅠㅠ
-Stay in the Demonic Cult for life
-No, it’s not the last day?
-Please don’t come back from the next Battlefield
-But if you don’t get matched here, will it be a disaster?
Fortunately, the match was made when five minutes remained.
* * *
What was at stake in this one match?
Compared to the entirety, it might seem insignificant.
However, given that those negligible points had always played decisive roles in this Battlefield.
And considering the substantial weight it held for Sojun, many believed that the result of this final game would determine the outcome of the Battlefield.
Even if Sojun lost this game, the Unorthodox Faction could still lose.
Even if Sojun won this game, the Unorthodox Faction could still win.
Therefore, MubiSoft didn’t reveal detailed figures and left it to the realm of imagination.
Because it was romantic.
No one wished to hear that their game didn’t matter.
Maybe, because of the game they played, and because of them winning it, the feeling that their faction won might form.
“It’s not ordinary.”
Sojun’s last game.
Or perhaps the game that could end as the last of Day 20 wasn’t standard.
『Green: 0』 vs 『Red: 0』
The Unorthodox Faction was represented as green on the Battlefield.
Because it symbolized the Tang Clan and the Green Forest.
And currently, the fortress’s durability was fully depleted.
Sojun’s level was nearing the maximum.
Lastly, not a single battle had occurred until now.
“So it seems they’re betting everything on one fight.”
While Sojun stood in the center, the enemy seized both outposts and acquired objectives.
They must have judged that capturing Sojun twice was challenging.
Thus, they intentionally avoided encountering him until the fortress was to be destroyed.
“Let’s just be wary of ambushes.”
In spite of the disadvantage, Sojun approved it.
It was quite intriguing as the final clash, determined by a single fight.
* * *
‘Is this what they were aiming for?’
The enemy was relentlessly pressuring him from the start.
An extremely aggressive push by the Assassin Sect.
A large attack that blocked his path all at once by the Unorthodox Faction.
Support from the back, with daggers thrown by a member of the Tang Clan.
They engaged in a thorough war of attrition.
Aiming to enjoy resource benefits.
Since there were only Sojun and two members on his team, while the enemy had three.
Even with a 1-to-1 exchange ratio, it was beneficial.
And then, there was the Green Forest.
They seemed quite meticulously prepared.
From the very first route to the current disadvantage.
“I mentioned at 7 that I would prompt them to strike today, seems like they planned diligently for 2 hours.”
“No choice but to think underhandedly. You need to be faced like this.”
Throwing what seemed like slightly corny remarks, a greatsword once again confined Sojun’s movement.
In the front, an Assassin Sect user was pressuring him at high speed but never deep enough, forcing Sojun into the last remaining direction.
Simultaneously, flying daggers approached.
Daggers from a user of the Tang Clan pointed by Lee Dongsu.
‘Preparing while controlling thoroughly and calmly.’
The paramount goal of the enemies was to not suffer losses.
A message saying it’s tricky arose in the chat.
But, Sojun enabled this pick-and-hit strategy and allowed the game to end in a single battle, so there were no complaints.
Moreover, Sojun was equally devious.
‘It won’t work as expected.’
With the dagger thrown by the Tang Clan ranker at Sojun, Lee Dongsu caught a very tiny gap.
To fill this gap, a bandit in the proximity diverted toward Lee Dongsu.
Attacking from merely a few steps away allowed this.
Also, having shown a bigger weakness to target a small flaw in enemies initially exposed as intended.
But, Sojun was fairly ruthless.
‘Oh, this is convenient.’
The special reason for bringing Lee Dongsu, or Bandit King.
Though he might appear clumsy from being beaten up all the time, Lee Dongsu represents the pinnacle of all gamers.
Merely saying top rankers among For Justice would be lacking.
The apex of gamers.
If they aimed a snipe, Sojun had a trap prepared.
Relishing and finding it comfortable.
Enemies were clueless about Bandit King being an alternate account for Lee Dongsu.
Thus, looking puzzled upon Sojun’s failure to aid Bandit King, This Isn’t the Martial World got startled seeing a black spear directed at his neck.
Lee Dongsu.
He also recognized every movement of enemies from the beginning.
“Kugh.”
Health plummeted swiftly.
Extemporaneously, Sojun pressured the remaining lone Assassin Sect member.
Even as the Tang ranker targeted Sojun with a dagger, Lee Dongsu swiftly responded, knocking the dagger mid-air with his black spear.
Lee Dongsu evaded the encroaching greatsword from behind without even looking.
After all, Lee Dongsu wasn’t known as a pro player for nothing.
His existence holds the ability to manage 2v1 by sheer focus.
‘Who exactly is this guy?’
However, Lee Dongsu felt somewhat constrained despite handling 2v1.
This naturally led to a sense of surreal absurdity about Sojun effortlessly taking on 3v1.
Slashing the chest of Nameless, Sojun turned back.
“Bandit King, you might match me somewhat after cultivating for about 80 years.”
* * *
The game was won.
Sojun’s stamina remained over half, with Lee Dongsu’s around a third.
It wasn’t particularly hard-won.
-Impressive
-Demonic Cult’s victory assured!
-Not really…
-Crying now?
-See you tomorrow haha
The time was 10:20.
The Battlefield had closed, concluding the final game.
“Let’s leave.”
“Yes. It was fun.”
“Me too.”
How would it turn out?
The tension among viewers seemed entirely eased.
They exchanged trivial banter, questioning.
What will be the result tomorrow?
Did they succeed?
Pondering, Sojun exited the game.
And then.
-What happens?
-What?
-What’s going on?
-Crazy
Upon exiting the game, the Battlefield interface automatically surfaced, causing Sojun’s eyes to widen.
Displayed centrally on the interface was a singular sentence.
Could it be because only one faction remained?
『Winning Faction: Demonic Cult』
Why did this display so soon?
-Is this a bug?
-Oh my gosh? Oh my gosh? Oh my gosh? Oh my gosh? Oh my gosh? Oh my gosh?
-For real? Is this for real? Is this for real?