Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 14

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Episode 14

Travel has a Channel Point system.
Channel Points are points that accumulate automatically according to certain conditions as you watch Travel, and typically a viewer starting Travel for the first time can receive 100 points.
And viewers who have watched Travel for a long time, though rarely, can accumulate points in the millions.
But what rewards you can obtain with those accumulated points varies from stream to stream.
Because it’s the streamer who sets those rewards.
In broadcasts where points aren’t taken seriously, no matter how many you accumulate, there’s little use for them.
However, in a streamer’s channel that actively utilizes this system, if the quantity is sufficient, you can start by changing the appearance of chat messages with points, obtain or modify emotes, and even make requests for song dedications or horror games from the streamer.
But the real reason viewers loved these points was something else entirely.
“Alright! I’ve given plenty of time for submissions, so take your time deciding, everyone.”
It was because of the Channel Point Prediction system—a system of placing bets on what would happen in the broadcast.

[Prediction]
[During today’s broadcast~]

[They’ll find one or two grain patterns, accidentally.]
vs
[No, they’ll find three or four.]
vs
[What nonsense. Anonymous Leader will strike out just like anyone else. (0 found)]
vs
[No way. Anonymous Leader is an alien with a third eye to see grain patterns! (finds 4 or more)]

Multiple predicted scenarios Alpaca had written in advance appeared on screen.
Now viewers could watch the odds and number of participants and total points wagered update in real-time, then place bets on one of these predictions with their points.

-No way they find anything lol
-There’s no way someone’s dumb enough to bet on the alien option right?
-I think they’ll find one or two, let’s go!
-Listen up marks, your boy has premium intel. A few days ago it was briefly hot on the community, hundreds tried it but nobody found anything so it got buried—you feel me?

Of course, points ultimately have no monetary value, are generated solely from watching Travel, and cannot be exchanged or traded, so this prediction system isn’t gambling.
Even if you lose, it doesn’t matter.
Even if you accumulate countless points, the most you can usually do is make a chat message that disappears in 1 second slightly more flashy.
But.
That’s human nature.
Even if you haven’t seen a comic book in 10 years, if you casually mention giving it to a younger cousin, something feels like a loss.
So what if you directly wager points and lose them?
Even if they’re meaningless, wanting to win at the prediction and accumulate points is instinctive.

-Definitely the safe bet.
-There are actually people betting like they believe they’ll find it lol
-Crazy longshot people lolol bet on 1% odds? lol

“What’s a safe bet and what’s a longshot?” Seo Jun asked, quietly observing the chat.
Alpaca answered kindly.
“Ah, a safe bet is when you wager on the team expected to win—the probability of winning is higher, but if they do win, you make less money. It’s that kind of bet.”
“Ah, so a longshot is the opposite, then.”
“Right. It usually refers to people going for a big payoff.”
“Hmm. But that’s strange then. Why did my option become a longshot when I’m the one finding them?”
Without knowledge of his past life, Seo Jun understood how absurd it was to claim he could see grain patterns.
He also understood the real-time betting ratio shown: 55% for finding nothing, 39% for finding one or two, 5% for finding three or four, and 1% for him being an alien.
But for entertainment, Seo Jun made a genuinely shameless expression and continued.
“Everyone. If you bet on ‘finding 4 or more,’ it’s 100-to-1 odds. Trust me on this.”

-Why would I trust you with my precious memories?

“Ah! Because these points are accumulated by watching broadcasts, we also call them memories.”
“You’re wagering those precious memories on something like gambling? Wow.”

-He threw a real punch there lol
-Yeah but people still bet anyway lol

a generous donation of 10,000 won!]
[Trusting Seo Jun, I wagered all the points I’ve been saving for 3 years on 4 or more. Am I okay?]

-Ooh! Outside viewer incoming
-They’re a sucker lolol
-It’s true lol

“Ah. Congratulations. You’re going to make a 100-times return. Probably.”
Seo Jun grinned.
Assuming, of course, that this grain pattern system matched what he thought the rules were.
But what if it didn’t?
Then there was nothing to be done.
To be honest, it felt likely.
Intuition built up through a past life.
He just knew.
“Alright! Now let’s go check the results. We don’t know either. It’s only because Seo Jun said he thought they’d be there. We can’t take responsibility.”

-Soon, three years of memories vanish
-That’s some real killer instinct right there

“Ah wait!”
Alpaca’s inexplicable scream was drowned out as the screen transitioned.

A Pipe was held in his right hand, and before him lay a broken Polearm.
Seo Jun sidestepped while activating the Assassination skill, wandered slightly, then invited Alpaca from his friends list.
After waiting a moment, a shadow crawled up from the darkness.
It was Alpaca.
“Phew. Good thing you invited me. The viewers and I literally just realized right after you got sent in that I forgot to come.”

-There’s never been a player like this guy.

They first went to a tavern and opened the skill window.
“Alright. The place we’re heading to is one of four districts—a residential area where the upper class lives, known in-game as the
Northeastern End.”
Alpaca explained it to Seo Jun while naturally relaying information to the viewers.
The place they were going was the Northeastern End.
Where upscale shops and entertainment facilities for the upper class flourished—commercial and cultural facilities—lined with townhouses, and
further out, mansions of nobility stood, making it the true center of Alteon.
“Simply put, it’s the wealthy district of Alteon.”
The Northeastern End was also where Ethor had lived.
This place had many plazas and parks, and there was a straight path called the Noble Road connecting the mansions of great nobles all the way to the Royal Palace.
The assassination difficulty of the officials here ranked just below the Royal Palace itself.
Unlike the crowded four districts, the Northeastern End’s open spaces made detection easy, and there was a regularly patrolling guard force.
The reason for coming here was.
“We’re here.”
As they walked, screams echoed from beyond a grand mansion.
Alpaca scaled the wall, and Seo Jun followed over it.
With action correction applied, they could easily scale even walls over 3 meters tall.
The moment they vaulted over like assassins, a sight met their eyes: a young nobleman was piercing a ragged child with a Rapier in the garden, tormenting them.
“That’s Louis Nevil, the son of Richard Nevil, the ruler of the Northeastern End.”
He was also the protagonist of the video where the weapon was destroyed.
“First we should verify his skill level, right?”
“Right.”
Seo Jun nodded and stepped forward.
Then he drew a sword Alpaca had given him from his inventory.
Using a Pipe would make it hard to target precise areas. Though truthfully, it didn’t matter to Seo Jun.
Alpaca began commentary from behind.
“Alright everyone, even if you know which spots need to be destroyed, actually executing that precisely is difficult. I’d say just recreating the video is one tier harder than basic parrying. Of course, with Seo Jun’s skill level, he’ll probably succeed right away, but even so, maybe a few failures—huh?”
It was over in an instant.
As Seo Jun approached, Louis Nevil grinned wickedly, then lunged with the sword unexpectedly. Seo Jun dodged lightly to the side as if he’d anticipated it, then drew his blade diagonally across the extended Rapier’s edge—exactly as shown in the video.
The precise location and speed matching the video.
Though he’d just gripped the blade, he controlled the distance as if it were one with his arm.
Seo Jun’s expression remained indifferent, unconcerned, as Louis’s Estoc split apart like an axe had cleaved a tree’s grain, cracking and shattering.

-Huh? You said it was difficult?

-Wow, a real craftsman is a craftsman.
-Safe bets starting to sweat?

[Weak Point Detection]

Seo Jun’s skill window updated.

Alpaca let out continuous exclamations of admiration.
He’d watched the video countless times before succeeding after dozens of attempts.
Even with a still enemy blade, drawing at the precise location was harder than it seemed.
But to land it during actual combat, and succeed on the first try—that was genuinely impressive.
However.
Alpaca approached Seo Jun.
“Still doesn’t prove anything though, does it?”

-Longshot bettors getting cocky after one success, pathetic lol

-Facts
-If he could find it that easily, someone would’ve found it already by now, don’t you think longshot people?

“Well, you’re right.”

Then he recalled that sensation from just before.
“But. I’m certain now.”
“Certain of what?”
“That the rules I thought of are correct.”
It was an audacious statement for someone who’d just destroyed 1 weapon through grain patterns.

-lol sure you are

-The game came out days ago and there’s only 1 known example

“Well, seeing is believing. Let me show you right now.”

The Shields and swords they carried.
He needed to find the weak point that could destroy them.
Like tree grain patterns—structural flaws in objects, or minute distortions in form that created acquired vulnerabilities.
‘The creator implemented it.’
Vital points.
‘The past abbot of Shaolin who obtained the Divine Eye said he could see something similar, I think.’
Whether it was objects or martial arts, it didn’t matter.
Was it a similar concept?
He’d never obtained the Divine Eye like a Shaolin abbot. His martial enlightenment had certainly been high in his past life, but his Spiritual Understanding of objects didn’t match a great Shaolin master’s.
So truthfully, he’d never actually seen grain patterns. Hadn’t even known about them.
Not in the past, and not now either.
But.
‘After all, this game’s grain patterns were planted by the creator.’
There was no need to recite sutras or achieve enlightenment just to understand objects.
Understanding the enemy’s intent—or rather, the creator’s intent—was enough.
And such combat was Seo Jun’s specialty, built on countless fighting experiences.
Seo Jun raised his sword and closed his eyes.
The guard’s movements were predictable anyway.

-lolol

-Why are you closing your eyes sir lol

In Seo Jun’s mind, the guard’s Shield and sword were marked with countless scratches.

There were only two examples of grain patterns he knew. And he’d directly experienced only one.
But this was enough.
Among the many imagined scratches, those that didn’t match the creator’s design were erased.
And.
Seo Jun’s arm began to descend slowly.

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