Master Swordsman’s Stream - Chapter 62

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Chapter 62

“That damn Demon Marquis villain bastard.”
Lee Sang-chul drew a Throwing Blade, raising his arm.
Created a new account, and this time chose the Tang Clan, did you?
“Finally escaped the Beginner Zone after all these years. Congratulations.”
“Ha. Your mouth running really pisses me off. That’s right—I came to catch you!”
His voice rose as Lee Sang-chul swung his arm in a wide arc.
The Throwing Blade released from his fingertips traced a long parabola to the side, aiming for Seo Jun’s temple.
The defining characteristic of Tang Clan attacks was that the throwing trajectory of the Throwing Blade differed for each technique.
It was also famous that the game provided a correction system for this.
With the correction applied, attacks always culminated at the exact center of a vital point, which made them easier to block and prevented precise throws—which was why skilled players didn’t use it.
Clang!
Seo Jun lowered his sword lightly, intercepting the Throwing Blade mid-flight.
“You really do block well. Insane Demon Marquis villain bastard.”
He couldn’t figure out why they kept calling him a villain.

-ㅋㅋㅋㅋ From his perspective, the Demon Marquis is a villain, right?
-I did ‘I am the Demon Marquis’ a few times before. He’s definitely villain-tier ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-Even from our perspective, the Abbot is villain-tier
-Then isn’t the guy who made a new account to target him also a villain?
-He was already a bullying-newbies villain from the start, so what

While the chat was sharing deep philosophical insights about villainy, Lee Sang-chul drew two Throwing Blades in both hands and swung them.
“Then try blocking these!”
Throwing Blades flew in with similarly distinctive trajectories.
Seo Jun read the trajectories, twisted his body, and swung his sword.
Clang.
The Throwing Blade lost momentum and fell to the ground.
“And this!”
As he dodged the two Throwing Blades, another shot straight through his line of sight.
As Seo Jun watched Lee Sang-chul’s meaningful expression beyond that blade, he felt a sense of unease.

* * *

A week earlier, a player known by the game nickname Lee Sang-chul had his account terminated from For the Sect, a game he’d enjoyed for years.
He was kicked back to the lobby, and the first emotion he felt was definitely bewilderment.
“Is this a bug?”
It wasn’t.
“You let me slide for years, and now you sanction me just because of some streamer? Does that even make sense?”
How many years had he spent in the Beginner Zone?
“Alright. Let me check what grounds they used for the sanction. It’s not like I committed an Intentional Loss, and I didn’t Troll either.”
An Intentional Loss was the act of deliberately losing a game.
Trolling, or not participating in the game, leaving early, and such.
The game company naturally blocked these and considered them grounds for sanctions.
But.
All he’d done was play the game earnestly.
“If that’s the problem, then make it so people automatically leave the Beginner Zone!”
He went to the website and checked the sanction details.
Upon review, there was nothing listed about continuously enjoying the game in the Beginner Zone.
“That’s not it!”
He immediately posted on the community forum.

[I’m reporting Muvi Soft for sanctioning users without clear criteria.]
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Hello, For the Sect players.
Muvi Soft sanctioned me for playing in the Beginner Zone.
I swear I’ve committed no sanctionable acts whatsoever.
I’m simply a user who occasionally enjoys For the Sect, and feeling that my skill was insufficient to leave the Beginner Zone, and fearing it, I chose to stay and play. That’s all.
The game company didn’t see this as a problem, and that’s how I played occasionally.
But one day while enjoying the game as usual, my account was suddenly terminated.
I’ve submitted inquiries asking for the reason, but I truly cannot understand it.
If my conduct was the problem, why did Muvi Soft leave me alone until now?
And I question whether whatever I did deserves immediate account termination without a single warning.
===

He thought his post was well-written.
He’d never written this type of post before, but he felt he explained his situation and Muvi Soft’s misdeeds well enough.
“Now let’s see the response?”
After writing the post, submitting multiple inquiries, and even calling customer support, he returned to find dozens of comments on his post.
The first comment was there.

-Is it Lee Sang-chul?
└ It’s Lee Sang-chul ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-What did you expect from this post ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
└No conscience ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
└ What happened?
└ That bastard got banned

“What? How do they know?”
It seemed the community people knew him well.
Lee Sang-chul didn’t know because he’d visited the forum before and wasn’t particularly interested, but he had some level of recognition within For the Sect.
Moreover, the board he’d posted on was the Incidents & Accidents board.
Had it been the General Discussion board, maybe it would’ve been different, but the Incidents & Accidents board was where the most hardened veterans of this dead game congregated, and there was no way they wouldn’t know who Lee Sang-chul was.

-You deserved to be banned
└You tormented our cute and precious newbies and thought you’d get away with it!
└Uhh
-As a sage of the Huoshan school, I could not bear such uncouth behavior unsuitable even for a street thug. At last, the Muvi Soft company does its duty
└That’s not the Chinese character 영화, by the way. Why doesn’t Soft get translated? At least be consistent with your concept?
└A reprimanding shout!
-Create another account and come to the Demonic Cult. The Demonic Cult can embrace you.
└You’re from the Heterodox Sect yourself, why are you recruiting that bastard to the Demonic Cult ㅅㅂㄹㅁ
└ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

It was a mess.
What he wanted was at least some sympathy and anger.
But the comments, busy playing among themselves, showed no interest in the content he’d wanted them to see.
“What is this.”
For the Sect was always like that.
There were comments that focused on the content.

-The terms say in-game bad manners can be sanctioned at any time, so what’s this bastard going on about not committing any sanctionable acts
└If he had any conscience, he wouldn’t have bullied newbies, would he?
-Lee Sang-chul, well, not anymore since you lost the nickname ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ. You should just go to the Demonic Cult. You can create another account after being terminated. But if you get banned again, it’s permanent, so be careful.
└Stop dragging the Demonic Cult into this ㅅㅍ

As he read the comments, his eyes began to tremble, and he shouted.
“Oh right, my nickname!”
That kind of rare nickname wasn’t common.
In any case, he deleted the post with bad or rather no public opinion at all.
Exhale.
And he took a measured breath and thought.
“Yeah. Honestly, I always expected to catch a sanction anytime.”
He had downplayed his faults ‘just a little bit’ when writing the post, but he knew that what he’d done was abnormal and bad manner.
So he had nothing to say even if he got banned.
The game was just a pastime anyway.
But.
Why was he so angry?
Why.
The moment he looked that deeply at his feelings, he realized.
It wasn’t the sanction that made him angry—it was that he’d been completely toyed with.
An unsavory face, a voice comes to mind.

[Surely the developer wouldn’t just let a bad manner user like this slide, right?]

He immediately turned on the streaming platform and went to the streamer’s replay.
He was curious why, with what grudge, the streamer had played him and egged the game operators to ban him.

[Ah, that bullying bastard really can’t do it, man. Thanks for the ten thousand won donation.]
[That “newbie cutter” title is wasted on you too, thanks for the ten thousand won donation.]

With those words, the chat filled with ‘ㅋㅋㅋ’.
And the most important fact.
There were no such donations.
“Demon Marquis villain you bastard! Argh! Shit! This was a lie too!”
He was completely played.
From start to finish, he’d been made a laughingstock while thousands watched and mocked him.
Thinking about it made his chest tight.
He couldn’t understand why he had to be stressed in the game he was trying to relieve stress from.

* * *

The next day, he thought.
“I need revenge.”
That’s right.
He couldn’t sleep unless he paid it back somehow.
“First, let me admit it. I can’t do it with skill.”
The night before, unable to sleep, he’d researched Seo Jun, laid down, researched again, and stayed up all night.
And that was the conclusion he’d reached.
He couldn’t do it with skill.
So what should he do?
He needed to learn about the enemy and prepare to meet him.

[‘Seo Jun’ has started streaming]

The next day, watching his broadcast, he found his method of revenge!
He entered For the Sect.
A fresh game.
“Damn.”

[That nickname is already in use.]
[Use ‘Lee Sang-chul 3’ instead?]
[Use ‘Lee Sang-chul 4’ instead?]
[That nickname is already in use.]

“Who the hell uses these damn nicknames.”

[Use ‘Lee Sang-chul 5’ instead?]
[That nickname is already in use.]

“This one too? Damn!”
For a moment he considered using a different nickname.
But if he was going to get revenge, using the same nickname as before looked better.
Not hiding to take revenge.

* * *

“This is my chance.”
He entered the Tang Clan in the Heterodox Sect and waited for his opportunity.
And eventually, the opportunity came.
And it was the perfect one.
He thought he only needed to deal one defeat to that bastard.
With a ranking of 16, the competition would be fierce.
“Targeting is doable.”
Another viewer succeeded. Three chances remaining ahead.
“The game mode is perfect too.”
In Escort Mode, he could deal Seo Jun a defeat even without winning the battle itself.
If not today, the opportunity for revenge might never come again.
He timed it while watching the broadcast and started the game.
“Did it work? Does it? Please! You’re done for!”
The game started and the broadcast cut off, but there was another way he knew.
He hurried to run.
The remaining teammates followed behind him, muttering.
“What’s with this crazy bastard.”
“Let’s go faster.”
“Yes.”
It was fine to hear strange things, but for now he had to move fast.
If the targeting failed, he needed to end this round quickly to watch for the next opportunity.
Fortunately, a game message came to calm him.

[Timing looks like you met?]

A message from the friend he’d asked.
If you can’t watch the broadcast in-game, having someone who can tell you works.
Just the most critical information.

[In the middle of the carriage there’s a large brown box, and right next to it—to the left based on the carriage’s direction—is a small box. That’s the Cargo.]
[Thanks]

A loss from damaging the Cargo would feel absurd and hollow to Seo Jun.
That’s targeting!
He slowed down and sent his teammates ahead.
To pinpoint the Cargo’s location and work out the trajectory to hit it.
‘Confirmed.’
He worked out the trajectory and moved forward.
“You missed me, didn’t you, bastard?”
“Who are you?”
“What… what?”
“Hmm… I haven’t seen that ‘account name’ before.”
“Bastard.”
He almost lost his composure for a moment but held it back.
‘You’ll only be that confident and shameless for now.’
The Throwing Blade flew, but the Demon Marquis batted it away easily.
Right. Of course he’d block it.
“Then try blocking these too!”
He threw two Throwing Blades simultaneously while preparing his most important strike.
The Demon Marquis was currently positioned diagonally away from the carriage.
So he aimed the trajectory to initially head straight at the Demon Marquis, then curve mid-flight to hit the Cargo.
Then the game would end right away.
“And this!”
You’re done for.

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