Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 157

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Chapter 157

The news that Alpaca had died didn’t rattle Seo Jun at all.
He merely glanced at the map, read where Alpaca had fallen and where the enemy Jungler would likely head next, then continued attacking the next Vital Point.
Seo Jun was the kind of player who could lock in on what was right in front of him, no matter what news came during a fight.
He moved his sword in a diagonal line—left to right, bottom to top.
Slice!
“Ugh.”
Moja coughed up blood, and Seo Jun silently withdrew his sword.
The enemy tried to block the next attack.
But the next attack’s destination was already determined, and only Seo Jun knew where it would land.
In other words, Moja was in a position where he had to watch and react.
If Seo Jun had been the one defending, he would’ve read where the strike was aimed just from his opponent’s stance. But unfortunately, Moja wasn’t Seo Jun.
Unlike the calm Seo Jun, Moja was gnawing at his lip and floundering.
His eyes darted frantically.
The situation had been off from the start.
‘I should’ve prepared for this too.’
He’d probably discussed various contingencies with his team beforehand. For Moja, this match was a chance to test them out.
But then again.
‘If you could prepare for everything, would that even be a person? That’d be a god.’
That’s why problem-solving ability mattered. You never knew what problem would come next.
The moment Seo Jun’s sword approached, Moja bent forward at the waist. His fist touched the ground.
‘He managed some quick thinking, at least.’
He was using Stone Wave at close range, detonating it briefly to try to end the exchange here.
It seemed his body had moved first based on prior experience—having cut off fights this way before.
Bang!
But by then, Seo Jun’s sword was already driven deep into Moja’s collarbone as he bent forward, and the Vital Point he’d just struck was the third one.

[Blessing of Radiance]

A soft glow wrapped around Seo Jun’s body, and stones erupted from the ground beneath.
Naturally, there was no need to dodge.
Instead, Seo Jun grabbed Moja’s collar.
Just as Eric’s Chain hit the caster too, Stone Wave—being an area skill—dealt damage to the user as well.
Confirming he’d taken damage, Seo Jun immediately released the collar.
Then he slashed with his sword.
Following up, Seo Jun closed the distance and went on the offensive.
“Are you going to run?”
By then, Moja had changed his choice.
“No! Let’s fight!”
So the Jungler was coming, then?
The location where Alpaca had been killed was near the Lane.
From where Seo Jun was facing Moja, it was at a diagonal angle—lower left.
Close to Mid Lane.
In fact, Mid, being in the middle, always had room for outside interference.
“Huff!”
Moja stopped retreating and threw a punch. It was a crude strike without any weapons or special gear, but the damage was comparable to a sword strike, so it was threatening.
Seo Jun lightly arched his back, dodged, and aimed for the next Vital Point.
A pure white line drawn horizontally across the body.
Moja used Hardening at the exact right moment on that spot to block Seo Jun’s sword.
His body swelled up. Attacking now would be a loss.
The timing had fallen perfectly. So he was indeed B-tier.
With that level of skill, he would’ve made a different choice than just holding the tower.
But then.
Just like before, Seo Jun’s wrist moved.
Only this time, he didn’t spin the sword—he threw it inward.
Seo Jun’s left hand caught the sword. Holding it in a reverse grip.
Simultaneously, the hardening broke, and Moja spun and kicked backward.
A combo aimed at the head—attacking the hardened area to trigger a moment of stun on Seo Jun.
But Seo Jun had already bent forward again.
“Your readiness is impressive.”
Slice!
A Vital Point was cut.
Adjusting his grip on the reverse-held sword, he immediately targeted the next Vital Point. Good position for a chain.
The Left-Hand Sword was familiar to Seo Jun too.
Slice!
As the panicked Moja stepped back, one more time.
Slice!
“About time they showed up, don’t you think?”
“No, Seo Jun. You were waiting for us?”
If they came 2 v 1, Seo Jun had been ready to welcome them.
And indeed.
Dokkaebi emerged from the Bush beside the Mid Lane.
‘Come on.’
Seo Jun’s eyes gleamed.
This might be the only chance to turn things around.
Seo Jun had already judged that victory in this match was slipping away.
He’d given up a lot from the start, and Alpaca had fallen behind significantly. The skill gap was already large enough.
Of course, Seo Jun wasn’t completely without ways to unlock the game, but winning that way was a Scrim, so they’d decided against it.
They needed to verify the capabilities of both teams as much as possible.
So if things unfolded smoothly, they would lose.
‘Can’t help it.’
While dodging Moja’s attacks and cutting his Vital Points, Seo Jun asked:
“Aren’t you coming?”
“Wait, you said you were coming? Huh? Where are you going! Dokkaebi! I’m dying!”
Dokkaebi, who had emerged from the Bush, watched for a moment as Seo Jun tore through Moja’s health at a terrifying pace, then turned back into the Bush.
It was absurdly funny, but Seo Jun admired it.
Truly, a Challenger!
‘So we lost.’
He’d expected it, but it still felt bad.
“Ha ha. Seo Jun… just a moment—”
Thunk!
As Seo Jun drove his sword into Moja’s body, he thought to himself:

[Geomsin –> Moja]

I should let off some steam.

* * *

In the League, the Jungler is a fearsome entity. Rather, a skilled Jungler is an absolute force.
Of course, even absolute power crumbles helplessly before teammates who can’t do their job.
No matter how many kills you feed a Lane—10, or even 50—if that teammate dies before the fight even starts because they can’t manage a single role, there’s nothing you can do.
‘And yet, the Jungler is great,’ was Dokkaebi’s philosophy.
Usually, if you get that far ahead, you’re at least doing your part. And the Jungler doesn’t just grow your team—they simultaneously hamper the enemy team’s growth.
‘And on top of that, you can grow yourself and Carry too.’
Dokkaebi was precisely that kind of Carry Jungler.
And he believed that way was the best way.
Not relying on teammates, but trusting himself. Most importantly, it was easy to lay the groundwork needed to Carry.
A 2 v 1 was unbeatable—especially a 2 v 1 early game.
And yet.
When Dokkaebi came out of the Bush to Gank Mid, he saw it in an instant.
Seo Jun pressing Moja with insane combos.
Dokkaebi watched quietly for about a second. Only his throat moved as he swallowed.
He felt cold sweat trickling down his spine.
‘Should I go?’
For the first time, despite countless Ganks that had made other Laners’ blood pressure spike, this thought crossed Dokkaebi’s mind.
‘If I go, won’t I get counter-ganked?’
Counter-gank: going in to Gank and getting torn apart instead.
‘Why?’
By any measure, this was the optimal timing.
Seo Jun had gone deep toward their team’s tower, so if Dokkaebi went, they’d definitely fight.
But instinct kept blocking him from taking that step toward the Gank.
This was really his first time feeling this way.
His pride was hurt.
‘Did I get too badly beaten at Ground Zero?’
Dokkaebi was troubled by his own instinct.
But he didn’t let pride override it.
‘Anyway, we’re winning even if I don’t go now.’
So Dokkaebi turned around and went back into the Bush.
From behind came screams; from ahead came death messages.

[Geomsin –> Moja]

[Bro? You said you’d settle the humiliation from Ground Zero today! Where are you going!]

The choice wasn’t one Dokkaebi could fully justify even to himself, so as he ate jungle camps feeling vaguely uncomfortable, he apologized.

[Ha ha, my bad.]

Of course.
After that, he didn’t go Mid either.
His instinct kept warning him.

[Bro? Will you help?]

[Bro, I’m dying again!]

[I can’t hold! I can’t! And he’s even trash-talking in all chat!]

[Ah! What’s our Jungler doing! No Mid support! Gg! Jungler diff!]
[Pffft.]
[Whoa! Our Mid’s mental broke!]
[To say Jungler diff when their Jungler is also stuck because of Dokkaebi is hilarious. Kekeke.]
[0/7/0 for real?]
[My apologies. But we’re pretty much winning anyway.]

In the end, Dokkaebi’s judgment was correct.
He played through other Lanes, and the team’s wealth gap was systematically exploited.
And then.
In the final moment, a 5 v 5 teamfight in front of their base, with all his teammates dead from the gap.
Watching Seo Jun activate a double Judgment Sword in their midst and slip away unscathed, Dokkaebi understood.
‘He finished two Judgment Swords while staying alive through all that? Without dying even once?’
A complete monster.
So that’s why he avoided it.
“Ha, ha ha. You’ll help me next game, right?”
Hearing Moja’s nearly delirious words, Dokkaebi thought:
‘If we meet again in the Main Tournament, I should probably skip Mid like today and do the same.’
Dokkaebi was efficient.

* * *

-He’s pretty good, ngl
-Who’re you talking about? lol
-And the fountain breaks next. Game over. 🙁
-lolololol Streamer’s coming back! No more trash talk!
-Pretty good but still lost lolololololol
-Still, didn’t die till the end. Used double Judgment Sword and escaped alive from enemy base. Gotta respect the mechanics
-But you still lost, yeah?
-Now it’s karma time

[DEFEAT]

As Judgment Swords fell from two rifts tearing the sky, the final Base—the Nexus—exploded, and the game ended.
No regrets. It was just a Scrim, after all.
Back in the Lobby, Seo Jun turned off his focus mode.

-???: I feel like I could win Worlds if I just don’t mess up lololol
-He really doesn’t mess up lololol
-The team messing up is the mess-up
-Honestly should’ve hidden full strength before the Qualifier!
-rlly
-Oh! Streamer turned off focus mode! Everyone be careful!
-Moon
-less
-Moon
-less
-Moon

He’d chatted completely normally, so what was the point of pretending to hide anything?
His manager had done a good job managing it, but Seo Jun was inwardly amused as he thought he should double-check the chat for anything that might get him banned.
“Ha ha. Today I learned the terror of a Challenger Jungler.”

-lol
-???: I feel like I could win Worlds if I just don’t mess up?
-And so, Worlds slips away ~
-Alpaca, let’s go wreck him!
-To the Truth Room!

They were excited.
‘Should I actually freeze the chat?’
Seo Jun’s hand went to the settings, but he decided to leave it.
Ever since the channel grew, he’d kept Donation notifications turned off.
Even like that, plenty came through, and if he turned them on, it’d become unmanageable.
He’d heard other Streamers usually scheduled a separate time just for receiving Donations. Maybe he should try that.
“You all know this was practice, right?”

-lololol wtf
-Never thought I’d see the Streamer look this ugly!
-Peak League gameplay!
-Seohada Chujun
-Streamer really is part of the Righteous Sect! Ugliness is a Sect trait
-fr the Sect guys are all weird lolol

He didn’t believe them, but Seo Jun really had gone easy.
If he’d actually wanted to win from the start, he would’ve sent Alpaca or Wind Sword to Mid and played Jungle himself.
Or else, stayed active in Mid instead of sitting still, and roamed other Lanes.
He wasn’t sure he’d win even doing that, but from his perspective, he had let them win.
‘Hmm.’
Anyway, it seemed he’d need a car. And a big space where he could exercise.
‘Should ask the Manager about it.’
Seo Jun made a quick mental plan.
And the viewers misunderstood.

-Sulking?
-Hey. You mad?
-lolololol so satisfying!
-Is he finally not winning?? lololololol

‘Not just the Jungler, but the other teammates need practice too.’
Can’t ignore E or D tier. Actually, there’s more room for them to grow.
‘As for me, there’s nowhere higher to go, so I’ll just focus on grinding.’
His mind cleared up.
What they needed was practice. More practice.
When he thought about it, it was simple.
There was no need to wonder how much to grind. Just grind until everyone got good!
Seo Jun headed back to Ha Yun-ho’s Lobby. To get his teammates hyped up.
‘By the way.’
Riben must’ve been even more excited than the chat suggested.
‘Well, we decided to accept this during the Scrim period from the start.’
What matters is the Main Tournament.
But.
Now that he knew how much to push his teammates, why hold back? He didn’t think so.
So before heading to the Lobby, Seo Jun decided to rack up a bit more karma.
“Everyone, starting next game, I won’t lose even once, so enjoy it while you can.”

-Streamer’s serious mode: ON!
-Loser turning serious lol
-That’s something the chat said
-Yeah so what can you do alone! lolololol
-Just keep losing! Ah, this stream is legendary lololol

Seems like.
The viewers had built up quite a bit.
‘Why though?’
Seo Jun tilted his head.
He genuinely had no clue.

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