Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 339

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Chapter 339

Hunter.
A game predator.
The plunderer of events.
Those called Hunters feed themselves on the honor they gain by preying upon first place in the game’s major events.
They were truly talented enough to be called the apex among amateurs, plain and simple.
But they don’t hunt games through talent alone.
‘That’s impossible.’
Slayer.
One of the rare Hunter teams that exist in the present day.
And their leader carried a famous anecdote: he had overwhelmingly hunted even the professional recruitment test itself.
This suggested something profound.
It meant that despite taking first place in a test where professionals could stand, their leader was still doing Hunter work.
When you consider that the person who took second place in that test is currently alive as an active professional, you cannot deny that there’s a high probability their leader survived at the professional level, no matter how much one might not know.
Demonic talent. A talent for the ages.
Most of the praise attached to them—those who casually entered games they normally paid no mind to and stole away every trophy—sounded like this.
But.
‘Talent? As if talent alone were enough.’
Slayer’s leader knew better than anyone the effort they had done and would have to continue doing.
It was strange to have just enough talent to succeed without thinking, to come out on top of the game.
Wasn’t it?
There shouldn’t be a human who, thinking nothing and simply entering because it looked fun, then doing whatever build, strategy, and plays they wanted, could reign at the top of a game.
But someone who appeared in this History Book had done exactly that.
Looking at his previous records, it was the same.
The earlier games were results shown confined to a single nation rather than the world called Korea, but even that was impressive enough.
That streamer proved himself afterward in the wider world too.
‘The next target would be the best, wouldn’t it?’
Slayer formulates incredible analysis and strategy.
They do this work because of their fierce competitive desire and the thrill they gain from conquering other games, so they obsessively learn their opponents and study the games themselves.
All the team members do the same.
With that level of effort plus talent, hunting becomes possible.
‘Will you be like that?’
The Seo Jun they had analyzed was just a streamer who relied on talent alone and casually looked over the game before entering it.
His extraordinary skill had been confirmed.
The fact that the situations unfolding in the History Book were something completely unpredictable only reinforced their conviction.
A Hunter team that secures first place through meticulous strategy, and a streamer with superior physicality so he doesn’t need his head to do the work.
It would make for a decent confrontation.
No.
‘It’ll be a hunt. We’ll make sure of it.’
In the dark basement, as Slayer’s team members killed NPCs and farmed, their eyes gleamed like those of beasts.
Bang! Bang!
Farming spot.
It literally refers to a location where you can farm useful resources.
A farming spot auto-resets if no one comes for a certain period of time, and in the early stages, that time is long.
In the later stages it’s not long, resetting quickly and frequently.
The intent is to raise the value of a single farming spot during the resource-scarce early game and let players snowball from there.
After all, in the later stages resources pile up and keep piling up, so it makes no real difference, and they reset quickly.
Anyway.
Bang!
The basement flashes. Each time, an NPC falls.
Though it’s the lowest-tier farming spot, the Underground Vault has the best rewards in that tier, so the number of NPCs is quite substantial.
“Clear them out quick and wait.”
The reason they came to this Underground Vault was a strategic choice to interfere with Seo Jun.
They dissect their prey piece by piece, formulate strategy, and then seize them by realizing the optimal build through their talent.
That’s Slayer’s way.
And the Seo Jun they’d observed was.
“He should definitely come here… Are we monitoring the nets properly?”

[Of course.]
[It’s not for nothing we all nine came down to the basement.]
[Farming complete. Let’s prepare for the hunt.]

He would come here.
For a faster tech tree.
More precisely.
‘He’ll aim for the fastest possible four-tier build. Because of the Frying Pan.’
Because he would think that’s fun.
It’s not predictable.
Really, if they entered the game and ended up hunting Seo Jun, they would question themselves whether he’d really do this again.
But still, they believed.
This was the result of their analysis after watching every video of him without exception.
They hadn’t provoked Seo Jun or taken any special action before the start.
But once the game began, they turned on Streaming.
Since their target was a streamer, they turned on Streaming.
If any talk arose, they needed to counteract it, didn’t they?
By turning on Streaming, people outside would now know they were targeting Seo Jun, and he would find out too if he logged out.
But it was fine if he found out. The hunt was starting now anyway. It would continue forward.
And.

[He’s here.]
[Is he really coming?]
[We knew he would.]

Just as they predicted.
Seo Jun came.
Into the trap where they lay hidden in the darkness.

[Attack.]

Bang!

* * *

One minute before gunfire echoed through the basement.
“Hey, if there are enemies, shouldn’t we be careful about going in?”
“Right?”
“You’re charging in pretty boldly there.”
To go down into the basement, you first needed to enter the interior of the Wall that divided the spot’s zones, then find a Gateway.
There were several Gateways.
The basement’s scale was considerable.
The Underground Vault was the lowest-tier farming spot, but since it had the finest rewards within that tier, the farming spot itself was quite expansive.
“True.”
Seo Jun nodded and paused for a moment.
“Listen carefully.”
“Yeah.”
“They’ll predict that I’d come here. In other words, they’ve set a trap.”
“Stop being paranoid.”
Seo Jun ignored Tae-woo’s remark.
“So we need to be careful. You too, and all of you as well. They’ll have finished farming and be waiting. Let’s split up. Through multiple Gateways.”
Since it could be paranoia, Seo Jun wasn’t entirely certain.
But having gone around searching for subcontractors and covered considerable distance, and observing the other team’s movements, Seo Jun was getting the sense that meeting them here wasn’t a coincidence.
‘Was it a Hunter team?’
He hadn’t looked into them specifically, but if they were doing this kind of work, they would surely have a perfect strategy laid out.
They would prepare countermeasures against their opponent properly.
‘Even if it isn’t, as long as the viewers laugh, that’s all that matters.’
He was a streamer, after all.
Of course, Seo Jun’s prediction was accurate, and outside:

-HAHAHAHA how did this bastard figure it out?HAHAHAHA
-I think the pro should look into you for that kind of thing
-But the other side really prepared thoroughly
-They’re nine people and they knew you were coming
-They know you’re here now this is bad
-Broadcaster be careful

People were laughing in disbelief.
Standing alone at the basement entrance, Seo Jun addressed his team members.
“Be careful. There are nine people waiting in thorough preparation down there. In the darkness.”
Then he thought quietly to himself.
‘Might be a little embarrassing if nobody’s there?’
Since it was Shadow Boxing, after all.

[Why would you go in if that’s what you’re thinking!]

-LMAO
-If the broadcaster hunts a Hunter team leader and acts big about it I’m gonna be so annoyed HAHAHA
-How did they know to prepare this and how did the broadcaster know they prepared? Did they both plan it?
-Two bronzes can’t be predicted but two challengers can be predicted, it’s the law
-Still even soHAHAHA
-Anyway it’s still dangerous. They’re waiting in ambushHAHAHA

In Last, the most dangerous enemy is one lying in ambush.
If both teams are elite, it’s not absolute, but the ambushed enemy has a higher chance of winning than the entering team.
In other FPS games, various skills are introduced to create variables.
In Last, there are explosives.
But there are none now. Especially not in pitch darkness.
It’s very hard to see enemies in hiding.
“It’s okay, everyone. Don’t worry. No matter how dark the enemies hide…”
That’s when it happened.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Gunfire tore through the space.

[I’m dead. I really believed there were enemies but I couldn’t see them.]

Joseon Assassin had died.

[What? Really? Wait a second… Huh?]

Bang! Bang!
With barely audible sound, Tae-woo, who’d let his guard down and startled, and.
Whoosh!
Bu-ja as well.

[Hehe. Sorry.]

“Bu-ja is fine, don’t worry about it.”

[Seriously, Seo Jun you bastard, are you treating people differently?]

Tae-woo laughed in spite of himself.
He muttered something about how remarkable it was that unfair treatment came out so naturally, or that his brain must be rotten.
Seo Jun quickly filtered the noise from his senses and organized his thoughts.
‘Just as I thought.’
They’d gone in different directions, yet all were trapped—which meant the enemies had set ambushes everywhere.
Among those who’d reached the heights, it was often easier to see each other’s thinking.
Conversely, the movements of third-rate fighters were chaos itself, harder to predict, though admittedly once you saw them, third-rate opponents were easy enough to respond to.
Regardless, Seo Jun had predicted this and sent his people through multiple Gateways.

[So what now, Seo Jun? If what you’re saying is true, aren’t nine people really waiting in the darkness right now? And it looks like they’ve finished farming their gear too.]

“I’ll have to check.”

[Check what?]

“Whether that outfit does good work.”

[…Nine against one. Good luck.]

The moment Seo Jun finished speaking, he strode into the basement entrance.
The entrance was designed to make it difficult to attack incoming personnel.
Several pieces of luggage provided cover.
If there had been an enemy waiting right in front, they would have attacked Seo Jun, but there wasn’t.
It was dark.
With almost no light filtering in, visibility was nearly impossible.
There was no Dark Adaptation, which meant he had to fight in this state.
In Last, in darkness or inside a Building, especially in places where shadows gathered, you were nearly invisible if you hid still and quiet.
Seo Jun had entered just such a shadowed space.

-Just go back
-Avenging team members? There’s nothing we can do about it haha
-Cut losses lol
-Wait guys but the broadcaster is HAHAHAHA

Casually, as if just stepping out for air.
“You’re all thinking ‘Can’t he just turn back now?’ aren’t you?”
And in that moment, Seo Jun raised the Crossbow and fired toward the nearby wall.
He had guns but chose the Crossbow instead. For its silence.
Pfft!
“Don’t you remember the Assassination Guild’s early days?”
Bang!
He dodged the retaliatory gunfire that came flying.
Since melee and ranged weapons could be used together, he closed in and thrust with his spear.
“There’s at least some visibility here?”
Headshot and critical strike. The unarmored user quietly disappeared.

-???
-What did he see?
-Ah LOL newbies didn’t know about Auditory Visualization cute as hellHAHAHA
-Broadcaster did you kill your team members early because they were in the way? So foul, so dirty HAHAHAHA
-This bastard just has everything drawn out!HAHAHAHA

“Tae-woo, come back here. I’ll clear things up.”
Thump-thump.
Another enemy approached cautiously, and Seo Jun stepped back one pace, dissolving into the darkness with a clean laugh.

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