I Have a Reason to Hate Streamers

I hadn’t really built a significant connection with San-sae.

All the time we spent together barely added up to just a few hours.

I had a hunch this would happen, and death in this game wasn’t exactly surprising.

San-sae would probably just treat it like slipping while walking and log back in after four hours.

Now that the party was broken, wouldn’t we end up never meeting again?

[San-sae was killed by Dongtan-mi’s education.]

Yet, something felt off.

I recalled that fan who had made such a fuss.

I felt annoyed for no reason… the blood in my veins boiled with rage.

I could picture the massive character tossing a tiny halfling around.

By the time I heard “bug cut” or whatever, I was already lunging a dagger at the enemy mage.

[Adventurer Shin-doshi-mi-hunter has been forcefully eliminated.]

[You do not receive a PK penalty due to the opponent’s surprise attack.]

“What, what’s that? Block it!”

With the supporter dead, the hunt was definitely interrupted.

The justification was secured. From now on, I could fight or flee at my leisure.

While everyone’s focus was on me, our sniper must have found a place to hide.

The fighter would join once their settings were finished. No need to be too proactive right now.

With the mage taken care of, utilizing the sniper’s long range would be the right call.

Generally speaking, anyway.

Fighting in this kind of field, small-scale skirmishes were my specialty.

[Your shadow accepts the transaction.]

[All defense is reduced by 10%, but action speed increases by 15%.]

It was impossible to kill the priest immediately.

Dongmi-chan was a grappler, a derived class of the fighter.

When I glimpsed their defense-heavy setup on their stream, I figured unless I aimed for a vital spot like the head or neck, I wouldn’t manage a one-shot kill.

Then, it’d be better to take down the clueless assassins instead.

As I dodged the first assassin’s dagger, I saw the priest’s light shine from a distance.

[You have been exposed to the light of truth.]

[Your nickname visibility has been temporarily removed.]

What a pointless endeavor.

What’s the point of checking someone’s nickname?

Well, the intentions were obvious.

Now that I remembered the name, they were probably planning on threatening me by saying they’d hunt me down later.

Wouldn’t it be better if I didn’t have to see it at all?

“Crazy! Is that Gawol?”

“Why? Were you looking for me?”

Generally, infamy is close to a risk.

It’s hard to gather allies, but enemies show up easily.

But surprisingly, it often helps during battles.

You can see the ones getting nervous.

They move like they’ve already accepted defeat and miss their chance to grab me.

If they had at least gambled a bit, it’d be different, but they end up self-destructing by being overly defensive.

I hope these guys don’t fall into that category.

It’d be a rather unsatisfying conclusion for a major incident of my number one fan dying.

As I gripped the dagger in reverse, I stomped my right foot onto the ground.

I swung the blade forcefully toward the enemy assassin, but I couldn’t finish them off in one blow.

Unfortunately, I had to settle for just stabbing their forearm.

“Why are you here!”

“Why? I need to hunt to level up and gear up. What a bizarre question.”

“I didn’t know you were here. If you’re a party member, we can bring the priest over…”

“What kind of nonsense is that? How can I trust the ones who just stabbed me?”

I kicked the face I didn’t want to see and dodged another assassin’s attack.

I hadn’t overly dodged, but the distance between my face and the blade was just about 7 cm.

This implies a drop in attack precision, and the one who just missed widened the gap excessively.

I should offer these kids some helpful advice as a senior.

“By the way, you guys really suck. You should both quit being assassins and change classes. You have no talent.”

Not being accurate with attacks means they’re weak in close-quarter blade fights.

As I pressed forward and targeted their limbs, they easily dropped their weapons.

This game favors realism before health bars.

If a finger receives a severance judgment or a tendon is cut, they can no longer grip a weapon.

The dagger that they dropped flew towards their face, distracting them from one side of their view.

“You can’t even hold your hands properly. What a shame! This makes it hard for warriors too. Should I consider a less physical mage? I’ll think it through with you.”

“Damn….”

“What? Keep going. I’m curious. Or should I wait for next time?”

“…..”

Is it too early for a finish?

The one who rejoined activated their skill and closed the distance.

The darkness creeping at the tip of their blade was a signature move of assassins I knew well.

If I took a hit from that, everything could flip in an instant.

But the trajectory was too obvious.

I blocked their dagger from above, twisting the trajectory.

I directed the blades upward, flicking them off and leaving marks on my fingers.

Normally, I should have backed off by now.

As they panicked, another opportunity presented itself.

“You really have no talent. Just do what you want. Since you’re hopeless, you might as well do something fun.”

If you’re hit, you should be getting ready to counter, not checking for injuries.

If they couldn’t even do that, they should know when to retreat.

They left too many openings by preparing an overly grand spell.

I gifted my left-hand dagger to their thigh and seized their wrist.

Now, both of us couldn’t use one arm. But people are born with two hands…

But that guy just lost a finger, so he’s only got one.

I plunged the blade into the now unprotected neck.

Trying to block with only one hand was a futile gesture.

Just offering your neck meant your palm would become a rag.

[Adventurer Bunny-girl Stocking Thief has been forcefully eliminated.]

[The opponent’s surprise attack means you receive no PK penalty.]

[Adventurer Kidnapped Captive Corruption Brainwashing has been forcefully eliminated.]

[The opponent’s surprise attack…]

One down, the remaining one will fall soon too.

After taking out the one who was still disarmed, gunshots began to echo.

Our sniper must have finished reloading and was stepping up.

But isn’t this pretty much over already?

They’re slower than I expected. Seems they’re taking their time.

This means the fighter who claimed to belong to the siege guild was completely useless.

[Flame of Destruction’s Whisper]

– Wait, how did you…

– Dongmi-chan’s group of assassins are pretty skilled though.

“If they’re saying they’re good, you must be, hmm. No, I’ll wrap this up and be back.”

– ???

Did Dongmi-chan and the priest realize the situation was going weird?

They began to turn and flee.

First, I wanted to check Dongmi-chan’s stream chat.

– hahaha

– Dome-hwang-chak~

– How can you declare bug cut and less than 3 minutes later…

– Who’s the bug now?

– They say Dongtan is a siege guild, and the shoulder pads are all puffed up, but why are they getting crushed here?

While checking the chat, I didn’t stop pursuing.

I confirmed Dongmi-chan’s escape direction via the stream. Rapidly, I exited the hunting grounds as well.

Out of the ancient weapon depot and into the forest above ground.

In a flash, I leaped onto the gnarled tree, stepping lightly between the branches.

– Isn’t that Gawol chasing from behind?

– They said they were doing a short room, but this is really short.

– hahaha

My most familiar weapon has to be the longsword.

Length under 120 cm. Weight over 510g. The spacing of a typical shaku-dao is where I can masterfully maneuver.

But instead of picking the swordmaster who would best exploit this strength, I chose the assassin.

The sole reason was simple enough.

The assassin is the fastest class in Infinity Black.

People aren’t fools.

If they think the power gap is too big, they’ll avoid the confrontation, and if they feel they’re being targeted, they’ll flee.

For me, chasing after escaping prey is my main concern.

In other words, few can flee from me in this game.

Unfortunately, Dongmi-chan was not one of them.

“What the hell! Why is that crazy girl so fast?!”

Dongmi-chan, looking back, shouted in desperation.

Now, we were close enough to hear voices.

With the sounds overlapping, I switched off the stream, as there would be no point in returning so I canceled the alert settings.

Finally, I overtook Dongmi-chan.

Switching direction while grabbing a suitable branch, I felt my body lift and crash down onto the hefty man.

“Hello?”

“Ugh…! Huh?”

Before me was Dongmi-chan, wearing a bewildered expression, and I had mounted him like a horseback ride.

Wow, the character was comically big.

Being a grappler built for grabs, he must have set his height and build to the maximum.

If I could, I’d want to set it to my old body type.

My height barely matches the average Korean woman, making the size difference with Dongmi-chan quite striking.

But right now, I was in a position where I’d leapt from a height, channeling all my power downward.

I wedged his face between my legs and forcefully flipped over his massive body.

In the meantime, I stabbed the dagger into his vital spot—naturally leaving a massive wound, a critical hit.

In this game, necks, heads, and hearts are where the damage multiplies several times over.

If they lose that, not even the toughest grappler can endure.

Dongmi-chan was no exception, and as that hefty body collapsed, the system message popped up.

[Adventurer Dongtan-mi’s education has been forcefully eliminated.]

[The opponent’s surprise attack…]

Is this it?

Even though I should chase down the priest too, that’s generally an easy task since they’re notoriously slow.

As I tried to send a whisper to Myeolgongui Hyetbul, I found several messages waiting for me that I hadn’t seen earlier.

[Flame of Destruction’s Whisper]

– Noona

– ㅜna

– Maybe more than Pna?

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