Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 101

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Chapter 101

Almost no one had been watching the Battlefield Interface.
Was that why?
When the Demonic Cult’s victory suddenly appeared on Seo Jun’s stream, it wasn’t easy for people to grasp what had happened.

[????]
[Did the Demonic Cult really win?]
[Is this a bug?]
[It came out of nowhere but Demonic Cult victory lmao lmao lmao]

So even when posts like these started appearing, there were countless people who had no idea what was being discussed.
Even though twenty thousand people were in Seo Jun’s room, most of them were still watching Seo Jun’s stream, which meant the community was full of people who couldn’t understand those posts.

[What is this?]
[Why do you guys already look like you’ve seen the future?]
[Heterodox freaks turned and had a vision or something]

-Heterodox freaks lmaooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
-lmaooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
-lmaooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
-Let me take a look at those cute Heterodox brats just once lmao
-What, why’s everyone laughing. You crazy? (OP)

Then, when one user uploaded a screenshot of the Battlefield Interface, people finally grasped the situation.

[Why is it like that?]
[The map’s still the same though?]
[Well, the position of the victory text is the same as when the battlefield ends normally]

But shouldn’t it appear tomorrow at 7 PM when the settlement happens? Why is it appearing now?

[A rough guess]
==
The Heavenly Demon’s last game must have been the final one.
And since the last game ended, the points got calculated.
But this is the first time all factions have been expelled.
The trigger that makes that victory faction message appear was originally coded wrong, and I think it got exposed for the first time when we touched it this time.
The developer guys will explain the details!
==

Anyway, something went wrong, and only the victory message appeared first.
This explanation was the most credible.
And that meant the Demonic Cult had really won.
Everyone must have predicted that the Demonic Cult had at least a chance of winning by abandoning the Orthofaction and immediately pushing the Heterodox Sect.
Still.
The emotion that Demonic Cult users felt after actually winning was different from the rest.

[We really won, right? It’s not a glitch, right?]
[Finally… we who were oppressed… won…]
[When did we ever oppress anyone lmaooooooo anyway congrats]

And then there was Sam Jang-ro, a truly deranged user of the Demonic Cult.
Sam Jang-ro.
Since watching the Heavenly Demon’s fights in elementary school and joining For the Sect afterward, he had been getting crushed over and over, and now he was sitting alone in a pavilion in his personal channel, pretending to drink alcohol.
Of course, it was virtual reality so he couldn’t actually drink, and since he was a minor, he’d never had a single drink in his life.
But his mood was strange enough that he was setting the atmosphere.
He’d come to this game because of the first Heavenly Demon, but the first Heavenly Demon disappeared right away.
Still, because he loved the Demonic Cult so much, he kept playing, but a Battlefield victory was something he could never even dream of no matter how hard he tried.
And this Battlefield.
A fake Heavenly Demon entered.
He obtained the title of Grand Master.
And strangely, he set Deathmatch records, went on winning streaks, gained an insane amount of Fame Points, and created a situation where Battlefield victory was within sight.
Something felt strange.
They’d won because of one person.
Without the fake Heavenly Demon, the Demonic Cult’s championship would have been unthinkable.
But it still felt good.
Because.
All of them truly gave their absolute best to win even one more game.
Not to get caught even for a day.
To stop them even for a day.
Because they couldn’t fail even for a day.
“Really…….”
They’d given it their all.
We’ll be able to win tomorrow, right?
Like we have been these past few days?
Even with a good push, anxiety creeps in.
The human psyche is something beyond control.
So he gazed into the distance as if emptying his mind.
“Knowing that it’s all a futile fight that will end tomorrow…….”
He set the mood and spoke utter nonsense.
Sam Jang-ro.
He too was inevitably a user of For the Sect.
“Fate as well would be……. Huh?”
Message alerts suddenly began to pile up immensely.
What’s this?
Why so many?
Could it be the fake Heavenly Demon—no, the true Heavenly Demon lost a game?
Has a catastrophe occurred!
Startled, he checked the messages and his eyes went wide.
“Huh, what? For real?”
Because everyone was cheering.
We won?
The Demonic Cult really won?
“We won! Yesssss!”
Sam Jang-ro in his empty personal channel screamed and flailed his arms wildly as he ran.

* * *

-We won!!!!
-We really won this!!!!
-Came to see the champion
-Yayyy!!!!
-Let’s get together
-Thank you, commander……

Seo Jun stared bewilderedly at the ever-growing number of viewers.
How much higher will this go?
When the game ended and the text that the Demonic Cult had won appeared, at first everyone was uncertain.
But thinking it over, if the Victorious Faction wasn’t the Demonic Cult, then even if they called it a bug, there was no way such a message would appear—this much anyone could easily deduce.
The result?
The viewer count was rising in real time.
Well.
The Faction Master’s stream was the same.
Same for other streamers.
They wanted to see the reaction.

-So we really let the Heterodox freaks win lmao I recognize you as the GOAT among all the Heavenly Demons
-I have no regrets now
-Recognized as a legend. Just a legend
-Heavenly Demon, you worked so hard ㅉㅉ

He’d originally planned to end the stream right after the game, but now it felt like he should stay longer.
“Worked hard? Heh heh. You all worked harder.”
So he sat down.
It feels like a final goodbye.
Everyone says it’s over, but something tells him it’s not really over—though what does it matter.
“Actually, I think the Orthofaction users are the ones having the most fun right now though?”
Orthofaction users were even more eager to mock the Heterodox Sect than the Demonic Cult users were to celebrate.

-lmaooo couldn’t even hold them back for a single day you bastards
-Should’ve gone for isolation like us at least
-Like that would’ve worked?
-We won but you guys are fighting among yourselves lmao

What would it matter if the Heterodox Sect tried isolation like the Orthofaction?
The Demonic Cult basically attacked all together anyway, so there was no additional support to cut off.
So from the Heterodox Sect’s perspective, they couldn’t afford to waste a day’s chance to hold them back by attempting isolation.
Did the Orthofaction users not know this?
Of course they knew. Yet they still turned their mouths on the losers.
While being losers themselves. But that wasn’t Seo Jun’s concern.
“That’s right. I think the Heterodox Sect had to do everything they could. Isn’t that so?”
Seo Jun said the same thing as the Orthofaction.

-Wow, the composure of a winner
-Trashtalk mode on
-About to start running his mouth! Run away!
-Commander’s true feelings) Losers should get beaten from now on, right?
-Orthofaction, you watch out too

Seo Jun was about to speak when he immediately readied himself to leave.
Damn.
“I think everyone fought really hard.”

-Oh
-Wholesome mode
-Right. Everyone fought well heh

So he threw in a curveball.
“But honestly, the Demonic Cult users fought the best. And that’s the result we see.”
Seo Jun opened the window again.
“Don’t you agree? You’ll admit it, right?”
Victorious Faction—the Demonic Cult.

-Yes
-You gotta shut up when you lose ㅠㅠ
-We’re gonna hear this from the Demonic Cult for the next six months lmaooooooo don’t start already!
-Right

The faction that wins on the Battlefield receives Criticism Immunity until the next Battlefield opens!
The fact that something good happened to the Demonic Cult made him feel an odd sense of satisfaction.
In his past life he hadn’t fought on such a large scale, but there had been plenty of conflicts.
‘Just once for the Demonic Cult should be fine.’
Mm-hmm.
Seo Jun thought this with a faint smile.
Anyway, they won’t be able to win again.
Even if Seo Jun split into five copies and participated in the next Battlefield, the probability of them winning wouldn’t exceed five percent.
‘Though if a lot of them switch to the Demonic Cult this time, then maybe.’

-lmao see you next time Demonic Cult
-Might as well have the commander leave right now lmao
-Yeah users go to the Demonic Cult then see that the Heavenly Demon Divine Art is absolute garbage and come back lmao
-We won today, so stop talking about next Battlefield already you shameless orthodox bastards!

Orthodox bastards? Shameless freaks?
The tone really fits.
What would the Demonic Cult be called?

-What are you saying, you freaks lmao

Right.
Even having won today, the Demonic Cult are still freaks.
Anyway.
Watching them trade blows, Seo Jun laughed along with the viewers.
Still, because the Demonic Cult had won, the Orthofaction and Heterodox Sect were pushed back.
“Oh. Wait a moment, everyone.”
Blue text appeared in his vision.
He’s never seen this before. But he knows what this is.
It’s a chat the operator sends in real time to all users.

[Hello. This is the operator.]

The announcement added one sentence at a time to the line below, pushing the previous sentences upward.

[It seems many users have been curious about the message that appeared on the Interface, so I’d like to answer that curiosity first.]
[The calculation was done correctly.]

-Oh!
-I knew it was right!
-We won!

[However, due to an error, the Victorious Faction message appeared early.]
[I sincerely apologize for spoiling it unintentionally.]
[Users of the Demonic Cult.]
[Congratulations on this Battlefield victory.]

-Yay!!!!
-The operator congratulating us? That’s a first! Lucky!!
-Operator secret) Even the operator is Demonic Cult this day they’ve been waiting for lmaooooooo
-Really won!

They’d received official recognition.
And Seo Jun turned on the Donations that had been piling up, timing it perfectly.
“Thank you for the Donations, everyone. There’s quite a bit piled up.”
He’d turned it off while playing the final game to focus, but forgot to turn it back on, and that’s what caused this.

[‘We Won!’님이 donated 150,000 won!]
[I was believing in you.]

[‘Really?’님이 donated 30,000 won!]
[What’d you pull off this time?]

[‘Please’님이 donated 50,000 won!]
[Be the Heavenly Demon forever!]

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“Thanks for the donation, I Was Believing In You.”
That was the last Donation.
Just running through all the piled-up Donations took over thirty minutes.
How much is he earning just today?
From the first Donation to the time point where he discovered the Demonic Cult had won, it looked like everyone had sent Donations they’d been preparing to send tomorrow.
“It looks like it’s over 7 million won? Thank you.”

-Were you counting that the whole time lmao
-7 million won a day is insane
-I wanna be a streamer too!
-Me too!

[‘Extreme Job Streamer’님이 donated 50,000 won!]
[If someone gave you 7 million won to make the Demonic Cult win, would you do it? lmao]

Phrased like that, it really does sound like an extreme job.

-lmao not “won’t” but “can’t”
-This is how hard it is to make a living as a streamer lmao
-The epitome of inefficiency lmao

Anyway, that’s how it wrapped up.
“Then thank you all for the Donations. See you next time.”
Today’s Streaming.
The twenty-day Battlefield.
And finally the game For the Sect.

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