Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 213

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Chapter 213

The match ended in Wealth Gap’s victory, as expected.
The teams now advancing to the finals were Wealth Gap and Bang Ju.
The commentators ran highlights after the match concluded.
And Tae-woo appeared in those highlights as well.

[Why did heaven bring me into this world……!]

-LMAO just don’t birth anyone at this point
-That Hidden Weapon throw was still impressive though
-Haha no but why do pro players always jump in like that, it’s killing me LMAOOO

“Haha. Tae-woo really does look very wronged!”
“Well, looking at Seo Jun’s Killing Intent Detection, I’d say he has every right to feel that way.”
“Why don’t we take a look from Seo Jun’s perspective this time? How did he catch on at the very end?”
They replayed the footage, this time centering on Seo Jun.
They examined the map and everything within Seo Jun’s field of vision.
And they reached a conclusion.
Arin gasped.
“There’s nothing! No evidence at all!”
“It’s impossible unless he genuinely sensed the killing intent.”
“It’s insane instinct! Truly number one male streamer you’d want to bring if you got stranded on a deserted island!”

-When was there even a poll like that? D:
-There never was such a poll LMAOOO Bang Ju just lost her mind
-But honestly, if you had to go to a deserted island with one streamer, wouldn’t it be Seo Jun?
-For real lol
-The guy’s literally a game-breaking character himself

“A poll like that would actually be fun!”
There were websites that did run tournaments on exactly that kind of topic.
They were mainly sites where broadcasters enjoyed them together with their viewers, but now with Seo Jun’s recognition level, he could be listed there and many people would recognize him and vote accordingly.
Arin smoothly pivoted the topic.
“Alright then! The finals matchup is now confirmed. Wealth Gap versus Bang Ju! A battle of Mid versus Jungle! Will Seo Jun pick Jungle this time! And will Dokkaebi continue to exploit Wealth Gap as he did before!”
“And to wrap things up, let’s see how Wealth Gap prepared against Dokkaebi’s ganks!”
“Thank you.”

-Intercepted the line DAMN
-Bang Ju’s experience is insane
-That’s all scripted buddy
-Where’s the script? LMAOOO

“Everyone, let’s take a short break now and move on to the 3rd/4th place match. Just so you know, it’s not 10 minutes. We need to be considerate of the team that just finished.”

* * *

The 3rd/4th place match was between Han Ipman and Jipaljikkon.
Seo Jun was thinking about who would win.
Spoon and Kael, that is.

[3rd/4th Place Match Winner Prediction — Mission Reward 890,000 Won]

“Oh, gathering pocket money for the after-party, how thoughtful.”
Rumi, sitting beside Seo Jun as he playfully teased the viewers, asked.
“What after-party money?”
“I wasn’t doing anything and suddenly got caught up in it.”
“What is it.”
“A mission.”
“Oh?”
“If you guess who wins the 3rd/4th place match, the viewers will supposedly cover the after-party costs.”
“Awesome!”
“Huh? Our channel has a mission too.”
Alpaca suddenly announced.
“It went up in our channel too?”
“Me too.”
Wind Sword and Ha Yun-ho as well.
“Oh? I got one too!”
Finally, even Rumi’s channel had missions going up — all of their channels.

-Awesome
-The chat unity is insane
-If you guess right we’ll cover the after-party LMAOOO

Once momentum started building like this, the mission rewards would keep climbing for a while.
Seo Jun made his judgment quickly and waited. But he didn’t stay idle.
“Hey, viewers from other channels. I have a 100% mission success rate so far. Don’t bet.”
His teammates joined in on the plea.
“He’s the riskiest asset among all risky assets, really.”
“That’s right.”
“Go ahead, place it, place it.”
Because they knew that’s what opens wallets.

-Just bet already
-“This time only!!!” won’t work since we lose every time anyway LMAOOO but we’re still going all in!!!!
-Only true gamblers bet on high-risk assets

You could hear wallets opening everywhere. You could tell from his teammates’ eyes too.
The mission rewards kept climbing.
“If I take down this reward, I’m spending it all on our after-party.”
“Me too!”
“Same here.”
“Not me though?”
“…….”
“Just kidding, obviously.”
Of course, the mission in Seo Jun’s channel had stopped at around the 1 million mark.
It was a simple prediction, so even if 50,000 people gathered, it wasn’t a small amount.
Confirming that the teammates’ channels had climbed to about half that level, Seo Jun finally spoke.
“Everyone. Based on the amounts, Wind Sword and I will bet on Han Ipman, and the other three will bet on Jipaljikkon. Two million won should be plenty for the after-party, right?”
Exactly.
The moment the mission split into separate channels, they could never lose.

-Oh
-Captain!!!!!!
-You clever bastard with that brain of yours
-Foul! Stop! Time out! Halt!

“Uh…… Seo Jun. The public sentiment is really bad right now?”
“Wind Sword. Endure it. That’s what being a streamer means.”
Seo Jun spoke with the face of a senior earnestly teaching someone how to persevere through life’s hardships and job struggles.
For the record, Wind Sword had been a streamer longer than Seo Jun.

-That’s just you being like that, not the rest of us!
-Streamer #1 for getting roasted by chat DAMN
-LMAO
-Other channels’ viewers are in meltdown LMAOOO
-This is the taste of being captain!

“I was joking. Come on, let’s discuss this.”
“Sure.”
They started chattering away immediately.
Talking about someone else’s fight was far more entertaining than their own.
“Both are on the bottom lane, so obviously Spoon won’t win, right?”
“Well, the bottom lane fight is really a support duel. And even if it weren’t, the average tier gap is way too different. We’re taking Rumi to the bottom lane, and no matter how much of a Challenger she is—!”
Jipaljikkon: A-rank support, B-rank ADC.
Han Ipman: A-rank ADC, D-rank support.
“What did you say? Are you really talking back to an E-ranker like me?”
“Well, yeah?”
“Ugh. Anyway, I agree with Yun-ho on this point. The support’s influence on bottom lane is bigger than most people think.”
Bottom lane laning phase.
Jipaljikkon had the advantage.
“So the issue becomes late-game carry potential then.”
“But when did Jipaljikkon get this strong anyway?”
“Right? I thought we’d just get helplessly rolled.”
“That’s why you gotta watch before you judge.”

-Tbh from other teams’ perspective Wealth Gap is probably the scariest LMAOOO
-Irl the scariest
-Other teammates doing fine and the captain’s just too broken
-Didn’t I say I’d win?
-Argh! Argh! Argh! Argh! Argh!
-When was that the Demonic Cult? You’ve already changed classes from Heavenly Demon to Geomsin long ago

“This time it feels more like a matchup issue than raw team strength, anyway. Let’s just watch.”
They picked Jipaljikkon.

* * *

Meanwhile, Dokkaebi.
His team—with lots of practice and even hiring pros (though every other team did too)—had made it all the way to the finals by putting their heads together, but they didn’t look particularly happy.
Not that they looked bad either.
Just ambiguous.
“Hmm…….”
“So 3rd place is Jipaljikkon.”
“Wow. Hahaha.”
They were all desperately wracking their brains to find ways to win.
Losing the championship would sting a lot.
Even though it was just a streamer tournament that wouldn’t really build a single line on their life résumés.
It would still sting.
So everyone was spinning their wheels during the hours they had left in the day, trying to find a way forward.
They felt that what they’d prepared beforehand wasn’t enough based on the earlier matches.
Of course, the viewers who showed up to support them were excited.
For reference, those gathered viewers were mostly composed of fans from teams that had lost to Seo Jun.

-Is this the channel of the one whose name cannot be spoken, the King God Emperor General Chungmugong Majesty Dokkaebi?
-Dokkaebi! Dokkaebi! Dokkaebi!
-Our only remaining hope!
-The only one who’s beaten ‘that bastard’!
-Anyone betting only on Dokkaebi while their channel’s empty is cringe LMAOOOOO
-Everyone’s salty cuz their team got demolished
-Dokkaebi at minimum gets 1 win right? Won’t totally get stomped in the match right?
-Show us! Show us! Show us! Show us!

Thanks to Seo Jun, Dokkaebi currently had the most viewers outside of the main broadcast.
Eighty thousand.
Like the eliminated teams, Dokkaebi’s stream had been in spectator mode until just now, but the firepower here was the strongest.
“Whew. First, let’s wrap up the broadcast.”
Dokkaebi, true to his role as captain, called for dismissal to the viewers.

-Yeah, gotta rest well to teach that bastard a lesson
-Is that even possible?
-Impossible LMAO
-You guys aren’t even genuinely rooting for them
-Still, he won last time
-lol
-Nobody knows what’ll happen!
-lol
-lol
-lol

Anyway.
Dokkaebi spoke to his teammates after ending the stream.
“Let’s think about it until we go to sleep.”
“Understood!”
Since they weren’t actually going to bed right at midnight, they still had a few hours to discuss, but time felt short. Tomorrow was game day.
“First, let’s reconsider the weak points.”
“Hmm……. The teammates?”
“They’re performing adequately for their tier?”
“Then the Jungle? The Jungle has been the biggest potential weakness, but looking at today’s match, he solved it with macro-play orders.”
Everyone looked at Dokkaebi.
And one teammate asked.
“How does that player’s macro understanding compare to Dokkaebi’s skill level? I mean, we learned from today’s match—he reads the game really well.”
“……”
Dokkaebi smiled again.
There had to be some way.

* * *

Seo Jun ended the stream and stepped out of the capsule. The after-party fund had been well-earned.
It was thanks to Tae-woo. Because his friend had fought so hard.
Gritting his teeth to secure even a 3rd place slot that brought no direct reward.
His gratitude was genuine.
Seo Jun smiled warmly and decided he should give proper thanks—nothing insincere—and headed to the living room.
“Thanks.”
“What.”
Tae-woo answered curtly.
Seo Jun let out a short laugh and continued the clichéd dialogue.
“I won because of you.”
“Why are you saying stuff like a hero telling a dead sacrificed comrade instead of to me?”
“I mean it. It’s because of you.”
Seo Jun spoke with genuine sincerity.
He’d won the game despite Tae-woo failing.
So what was he trying to thank him for?
“Wow. Trash-talking a loser like that? Blocking your friend’s future? Making tons of money while you’re at it?”
“Oh, right.”
“You’re not listening to me, you bastard.”
He actually was.
“Because your team took 3rd place, our prediction mission succeeded.”
“Wow. So you placed bets on us in the meantime too?”
“The celestial viewers placed it first, didn’t they?”
“I see.”
“Anyway, thanks to that, we got a decent chunk of money for the after-party. Three million won or so?”
“And?”
“I’m inviting everyone. All the teams.”
“Oh. That’s a good idea. Let’s do it right now!”
“We already decided on it. You just let your team know.”
“Got it. Yun-ho’s probably busy right now spreading the word to the other teams. When’s the date?”
“We’ll figure out when.”
Tae-woo nodded. Then, after a moment of thought, he opened his mouth.
“Hey.”
“What.”
“Since I’ve already blocked your path and trampled the young saplings, you better win. You hear me?”
“Why. You think I’ll lose?”
“No. Honestly…….”
“Yeah?”
“I bet all my Channel Points on your team.”
Tae-woo grinned widely.
“Wow.”
Seo Jun was impressed.
“What. Why.”
“You been reading books lately?”
“What books?”
“What’s got you getting all smart on me?”
“You bastard?”

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The next day.
The finals began.

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