Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 271

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Chapter 271

“Welcome.”
Lee Team Leader, who had been sitting in the Hotel Lobby, rose to greet Seo Jun as he entered.
“Hello.”
“I’ll show you to your accommodation right away.”
“Yes. But does the team leader usually guide participants like this?”
Seo Jun hadn’t shown up when she’d called him to come, and he’d arrived separately, yet she was asking and waiting for him nonetheless.
“Normally we have managers to assist participants, but you’re special.”
“I’m not special.”
“You’re very special. Extremely so.”
…….
“There’s nothing I can do. Accept it.”
That was what Lee Team Leader seemed to be saying.
He’d already made an impression on her.
Seo Jun found it absurd.
Making an impression didn’t earn him any disadvantage, but why did it not feel entirely unwelcome?
It was like being a student whose professor knows your name.
“Come now. Step carefully into the Elevator. You might break it.”
Lee Team Leader said it playfully.
So Seo Jun answered seriously.
It was a serious answer to a joke.
“Should I actually try?”
It worked.
Lee Team Leader flinched and averted her gaze.
“Ha ha. We really, truly have no idea. We won’t take responsibility.”
“But your Game Company called him.”
“If it was our mistake to call that Monster, then yes, it was our mistake. The thing is, that Monster caused all sorts of chaos, tore the door down by himself, and just entered the content.”
“Ha ha. I was joking.”
“Right?”
“Yes.”
“After all, Geomsin is human too.”
Was he saying he wasn’t human before?
Seo Jun laughed at these nonsensical remarks, then suddenly recalled something he’d forgotten.
‘That’s right. The Punch Machine.’
A mess.
He’d left it broken and just come here.
So while the Elevator was going up, Seo Jun quickly explained the situation to Lee Team Leader and asked for her care.
“Since I’m a manager, right?”
…….
“Just connect me with the owner. I’ll handle the rest myself. So shall we go see the accommodation?”
…….
Whoosh.
The Elevator doors opened, and Seo Jun left the stunned Lee Team Leader behind as he stepped out to find his room.
Lee Team Leader had been meant to check the Capsule inside the accommodation and deliver her messages, but she was too flustered to get off the Elevator, merely standing dazed and turning over Seo Jun’s words in her mind.
Whoosh.
“He broke a Punch Machine because he was bored? He really, genuinely broke it? Just now?”
Was he a true destruction king?
How could a machine break so easily?

* * *

“That took long.”
Seo Jun had been waiting at the door. Lee Team Leader hadn’t handed him the key yet.
He sighed and looked at Lee Team Leader, and she glared back at him deliberately.
“Handle the machine yourself. I don’t know anything.”
Too bad.
Seo Jun decided he would go meet the shop owner later.
“Open it quickly.”
“Yes, yes.”
The accommodation had three rooms.
One was a bedroom, and one was empty.
The other was for a Capsule Pod—the production team’s intention to separate work and sleep rest.
Even though it wasn’t that long, they wanted to think about the health of participants who were being confined.
“You’ll stay here, and this is your Capsule Pod. Confirm it by tomorrow and send me an OK sign. If you need anything, ask your manager.”
“How do I eat at the Round Bar or have Breakfast?”
“We’ll brief you before we start.”
“I see.”
“Did you prepare clothes for the Eve Party?”
“Party clothes?”
“Yes. If you don’t have any, we can rent some.”
“I’ve prepared them.”
“Good. Then I’ll see you later. Let me know anytime if there’s any inconvenience.”
“Understood.”

* * *

A Monster lives in the participants’ hotel.
Ask any of the pros, and Yon of Denmark—descendant of Vikings, the strongest in physicality—would be named.
Rumors spread that some Monster had beaten him to the punch.
He was such a terrifying presence that no one dared speak his name aloud, and no one gossiped about it lightly, but words without feet travel a thousand miles.
In fact, it was a streamer’s post that spread through the community in an instant.

[‘That bastard’ horror story again lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol]
[Turn on the Night Broadcast! I said turn on the Night Broadcast! Turn it on! Turn it on! I said turn it on! Krraaaaaaagh!]
[What the hell is he doing that foreign streamers can’t say his name lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol]
[What’s going on? Yon just got stomped lol lol? smh]
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(Yon next to a regular person)
(Yon standing alone in the streets of New York)
(Yon with an axe in real life)
He beat this guy? Really? Even a little bit? What is this?
What is this really?
Virtual reality would be one thing, but not this.
==

-What’s the proof he’s the Banquet Hall Master?
└If he can’t say the name, it’s definitely him lol lol just has to be
└fr lol
-Turn on the Night Broadcast! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I’m gonna lose it

[Real Believers Exist.]
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I’m just a Real Believer too!
(Famous niche enthusiast meme)
==

-lol lol lol lol lol lol lol This is way too condensed?
└Just compressed lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol
-How the hell did he win!!!!!!?
-Nobody tells us and that makes it scarier ㄷㄷ
-Banquet Hall Master what did you do really

[The moment he steps offline lol lol lol he makes a legend lol lol lol]
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I’m going insane for real
==

-Hmm, that much?
└(Yon raising an eyebrow, about to strike down with his axe)
└I guess that’s about right
└lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol
└I busted… I really busted…

Unfortunately, three days before the Main Event started, nothing similar to the rumors from four days prior was posted.
For an hour, posts popped up saying Seo Jun had betrayed the community’s expectations with posts scoring 30 upvotes.

[Why haven’t we heard about free diving from the hotel Rooftop? lol The Banquet Hall Master chickened out?]
[Strange… We haven’t heard about him eating sashimi at the Aquarium.]
[What happened to the Champion who blocked a car with his bare hands!]
[Viewers… What the hell is the Banquet Hall Master to you guys? lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol]

-Simple. The psycho still hasn’t turned on his broadcast.

Seo Jun didn’t seem to intend to turn on a broadcast.
And while multiple sightings of other players were reported near the athletes’ lodging, Seo Jun alone never appeared.

[Just upload a photo of you enjoying a staycation and eating something delicious…]

Without anyone knowing what he’d been doing, the day before the Main Event began dawned.
The Eve Party, the party, the dinner show—it was beginning.
The venue wasn’t the Hotel Banquet Hall but a Building requiring a short drive.
They’d excluded nearby locations to avoid contact with pedestrians that could happen during transit.
They’d excluded the Hotel Banquet Hall because it was flat.
So the party venue began to fill with those lucky enough to be selected, streamers personally invited by pros, and pros who wanted to attend.
And as expected, the Eve Party became a venue for outdoor broadcasting.
“Where is he, this bastard.”
Inside the party venue, a man muttered in Korean while searching for someone.

-lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol
-Tae-woo find him quickly
-If you don’t find him, he’ll start another riot?
-I’m seriously pissed off, okay? Yeah? Can you do better?

He was a Korean streamer whose broadcast had been caught up in chaos for the past three days because of some streamer’s angry viewers.
Sadly, even the originally considerate Seo Jun was an exception when it came to Tae-woo.
“Where is he? I’m taking reports. Go into any foreign streamer’s broadcast, doesn’t matter, and find that bastard for me. I’ll buy you all chicken.”

-lol lol lol
-Get ’em!
-Eyewitness accounts needed
-wanted lol lol lol lol lol lol lol
-But what’ll we do if we find him? fr lol

“Ha. That bastard said for sure he’d be here. Oh, hello. Hi. Hi. Nice to meet you. And you?”
Tae-woo, who was able to enter thanks to Seo Jun’s invitation, began greeting many people and moving around.
“Are the pros gathered separately? Doesn’t seem like it. Second Floor? They said to go to the Second Floor? What’s on the Second Floor?”
The moment Tae-woo took the stairs after receiving tips from his viewers about the Second Floor, Seo Jun came down those same stairs.
Seo Jun was dressed in a simple suit like everyone else there, with a blazer over it.
“Damn.”
His visuals were striking enough that Tae-woo cursed.

-Finally! Finally!
-The Banquet Hall Master!!!!!!
-Let’s have a drink~
-The great Seojun streamer lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol
-Why is his face glowing
-Looking at the viewers’ reactions, you can see why dating a good-looking man is nice. If you’re good-looking it all works out
-Not really? It didn’t work out?

“What are you doing.”
“Observing.”
“Why do you have Orange Juice in that hand?”
“It tastes good.”
“Sure……. Wait, that’s not it. You bastard! At least post a notice! Why do you ignore all my messages!”
Tae-woo reached out to grab Seo Jun by the collar while still holding his selfie stick for broadcast.
Seo Jun surprisingly let himself be grabbed.
And he said.
“Shake it.”
“?”
“If you shake, I think I might genuinely, unavoidably spill this Orange Juice all over you.”
“Damn. Rotten bastard.”
Tae-woo let go immediately. No matter how much he joked around, Seo Jun wouldn’t actually do that—but he’d get it another way.
“Fine. So what did you do, Seo Jun?”
“Just arrived and looked around.”
“Of course, scanning the terrain first.”
Tae-woo was one of the few people who knew that surveying first was always Seo Jun’s first move.
Seo Jun was simply a scoundrel.
“It really helps with his delinquent activities and makes escape routes easier to plan. That’s just how he is.”

-lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol
-Why does this sound so real?
-So it wasn’t just looking around after all! As expected!

“So what’s on the Second Floor and Third Floor?”
“Second Floor has some kind of performance. Third Floor feels like an arcade?”
Being gamers, they’d prepared an arcade for them too.
“Oh, let’s go up.”
“Sure.”
Seo Jun said he would follow Tae-woo.
And they went up to the Third Floor.
There were all sorts of old arcade games and air hockey, basketball game machines.
“Oh, one round of hockey——? Ah. Right. I won’t play with you. Absolutely not. No way.”

-lol lol lol lol lol How much has Tae-woo taken?
-Face him once lol lol lol lol lol lol
-Let’s see that rumor too

“Fine.”
Seo Jun said leisurely, sipping his Orange Juice.
“Take this. I’m going to find an opponent. The viewers here came to see you anyway, so your broadcast is probably better.”
Tae-woo immediately went off to find an opponent.

-Kim Tae-woo! Kim Tae-woo! Kim Tae-woo! Kim Tae-woo!
-Finally! The Banquet Hall Master’s Night Broadcast!
-Pick up the Selfie Stick quickly lol
-Wait. I’m watching Geomsin’s broadcast and he’s coming to the Third Floor?

Seo Jun checked the chat while holding Tae-woo’s Selfie Stick.
And he narrowed his eyes in the loud music.
‘Come to think of it, I’ve never met that person.’
Looking toward the stairs, he saw that face gradually ascending.
Geomsin.
The moment he arrived on the Third Floor, he spotted Seo Jun and headed straight for him.
Seeing this, people around them began to focus their attention.
“Our business isn’t finished yet. Right?”
Geomsin smiled thinly and brought his Mobile Phone closer to Seo Jun.
It was a Translation App.
Seo Jun checked the content, then held the Selfie Stick toward it.

-lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol
-It wasn’t finished?
-The bastard who bounced off even dropped that guy’s name talking a lot
-fr lol

Geomsin held his Mobile Phone to get Seo Jun’s answer through the Translation App, and Seo Jun chuckled and turned his body.
And he called out to one person.
“Hey, Yon. Deal with him.”
Seo Jun spoke in English.
“Yes, sir.”
Yon, who had been standing a little distance away, heard Seo Jun’s words as if by magic and answered in Korean.

-???
-??????
-Yon speaks Korean well? lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol
-Now that I think about it, there were no sightings of Yon yesterday either… could it be? lol lol lol lol
-He studied Korean wholesome! Seo Jun taught him!
-He didn’t instill manners in him, did he? Banquet Hall Master?
-I… am… Seo Jun scared… lol lol lol lol lol lol lol

Once again, three days before the start that no one knew about, rumors related to that single day had been created.
And.
Geomsin visibly began to show signs of agitation as the large-framed Yon approached.

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