Blood Demon King

Current match status.

1 win, 2 losses.

If I win here, the match score will be tied at 2-2.

If both teams have no players available to compete in a tie situation, a final round to determine the ultimate winner will be held.

The final round is a match where the leaders of both teams compete, with a fixed starting health of 10%.

I absolutely have to go to the final round.

No, I will go. I have no choice but to go.

I took a breath and glared at the opponent across from me.

Nickname: Arachi.

The number of match videos available to find on the opposing team’s leader was only one.

This means that she only participated once throughout the entire journey to get here.

Therefore, the information I can obtain is limited.

All I know is that Arachi is a woman and prefers the Knight job.

To know more, I had to clash directly.

Before the waiting time ends.

I closed my eyes and started self-hypnosis.

I discard the thought of taking it lightly.

Like when I play Deron, I start the process of immersing myself in this world.

[Match Start!]

The waiting time ends, signaling the start of the match.

Immediately after, I opened my eyes and dashed forward.

I don’t let my guard down while running.

Like when I play Deron, I watch all around.

Preparing for any possible ambush, I also begin to carefully observe the enemy in front of me.

A small extension of the left foot, and the waist moving in sync.

The sword in hand is pulled back slightly.

Ready stance for a thrust.

The intensely soaring pain was slowing down the world I was looking at.

One second stretches out. Divided and divided, at the moment of entering an instant.

I had arrived right next to the opponent.

,Kuek!”

The opponent hurriedly retreats with a flustered look.

The sword prepared for the thrust changes its trajectory to protect her body.

Now is the chance.

The leg that stepped forward becomes the central axis, enduring the force.

Kwaang!

A firmly planted leg and a waist full of power.

All conditions are perfect.

I pulled out the Nodachi hanging behind my back.

An attack caused by a body-throwing charge.

The blade of the Nodachi, stretched out long, emitted a blue flash and tore through the air.

But it’s shallow.

I frowned and switched the Nodachi to one hand.

When swinging a sword, one hand has a longer reach than two hands.

Swish!

The distance that seemed to touch the opponent momentarily increases.

Kagaang!

A strong repulsive force transmitted to the fingertips.

The tip of the Nodachi’s blade grazed the opponent’s body once, but the damage was not significant.

Reason says: Recover your stance and retreat right now.

But instinct was saying: Keep pushing and cut off the opponent’s neck.

Which words should I follow?

The 고민 [gomin – worry/trouble] wasn’t long. No, it was long.

Because I had a lot of time given to me.

The sound fades away. The opponent’s gaze also gradually scatters, and everything around begins to stop.

Worry, I fall into deep 고민 [gomin – worry/trouble].

The attack was successful, but the damage is not significant. The opponent’s stance has not collapsed either, so if I go in, I will definitely be countered.

I have to get out. It’s better to fix my stance, catch my breath, and aim for the next opportunity.

But.

I can do it.

That conviction.

Kung!

The moment the stopped time began to flow, I took a big step forward.

Emotions flood in through the gaze I met beyond the opponent’s helmet.

A desire for victory, fighting spirit towards me, and enjoyment.

Swish!

From bottom to top.

A light upward slash.

It’s the opponent’s attack.

An attack that I have no choice but to take since I came in so deep.

I don’t avoid it. I push my body out more boldly, but twist my posture slightly to protect my head.

Seogeok!

The attack that climbed up my thigh cut through my upper body, raising a thick fountain of blood.

The view turns red in an instant.

The health lost in this one attack is 75%.

Because I only wore the minimum armor for light movement, the health lost is significant.

The vision shook as the health was lost at once, but I endure it with a strong will.

The gaze is still fixed on the opponent.

The opponent’s sword, floating in the air, shakes greatly and modifies its trajectory.

A movement that seems to finish me off.

Since my health is low, if she just slams it down, my defeat is confirmed.

But.

By deflecting this one attack, I was also able to seize an opportunity to attack.

Seueueueuk-!

The Nodachi in hand stretches out straight.

The body, which had been pulled back, rises as if shot forward, kicking off the ground.

I put everything into one strike. I don’t care about the posture collapsing.

Conviction.

Because I had the conviction that the attack would succeed.

And that conviction brought back an obvious result.

Kwadeudeudeuk!

The sound disappears.

The briefly heated body gradually cools down.

Only the wind blowing from all directions becomes the only sound existing in this space.

Blankly.

While time flows by so blankly.

Finally, the opponent’s body began to fall.

The blade of the Nodachi, which had penetrated the gap in the helmet, the space to secure visibility.

When I put strength into the hand holding the Nodachi and pulled out the blade, red blood gushed out.

The gaze towards victory is no longer felt.

[Victory!]

Match score 2-2

No players available to compete on either team.

Therefore, the final round will be held.

I closed my eyes and waited for the arena to be cleared.

Since I was the leader of our team, I didn’t leave the capsule to replace the player.

The same goes for the opponent.

When I opened my eyes, I could see the opposing leader standing there looking fine.

Unlike before, she was standing there blankly.

She seemed to belatedly realize that she had come back to life and was startled, checking her body.

[Hayeon-ah. Can you continue?]

It’s Sohee’s voice.

She must have been watching the match and spoke to me using the headset.

I nodded and replied.

“No problem.”

[Don’t overdo it.]

“Overdo it? Absolutely not.”

Overdoing it with just this much?

Are you looking down on me? This Hayeon-nim here is someone who usually goes on non-stop 20-hour farming sessions.

This kind of match wasn’t even close to being difficult for me.

Of course, apart from that, I’m doing my best.

I waited for the waiting time and checked my equipment.

The reason I chose the Nodachi.

It was to catch the pigs wearing solid, thick armor, and to make up for the lack of attack power.

The opponent is a Knight. Even if the armor is a little solid, it doesn’t mean I can’t cut through it with a Katana.

So I change my weapon.

The large Tachi, Nodachi, that was stuck behind my back disappeared, and a long Katana appeared on my waist.

A sudden change of equipment.

This information is conveyed to the opposing team as is.

How much time had passed?

At the point when the waiting time was ending.

The opponent also changed her equipment.

From Claymore to Long Sword and Round Shield.

One-handed sword and shield.

It was clearly a defensive choice to protect her low health.

[Match Start!]

The moment the waiting time ended and the start of the match was announced.

The remaining health was reduced to 10%.

***

“Senior. Did you really have to come all the way to the kids’ tournament? You could have just contacted the kids with good results personally…”

“That’s why your salary is still like that.”

Seongjun closed his mouth at his senior’s words.

What era is it these days to be running around on foot?

Seongjun sighed without his senior seeing and turned his head.

Very early in the morning.

His senior, Park Minseok, who came to visit at a time that could still be called dawn, was not a welcome guest.

It was nice that he took care of him as a senior, but there were often times when it felt like he was interfering in his personal life to an excessive degree.

Seongjun stood in the audience seats and blankly looked around.

It’s just students, and even an inter-school competition, but so many people came to watch.

Seongjun found it difficult to understand this enthusiasm today.

“Hey. She’s coming over there.”

“Who?”

“Our team’s future.”

The team’s future?

Seongjun swallowed a hollow laugh and looked at the place Park Minseok was pointing at.

At that moment, he couldn’t help but stop breathing.

“Future… yeah… she’s the future.”

Seongjun was not aware of what words were flowing from his mouth.

This was because his mind was focused on one girl.

A girl with a strange charm that captivates people’s attention just by standing still.

There was no way he could take his eyes off her.

“Could it be, senior…”

“Yeah. That’s right.”

“You’re recruiting her as the team’s mascot…?”

Only then could Seongjun understand his senior’s fuss.

If it’s such a pretty kid, recruiting her to the team and just using her as the face of the team would definitely bring enormous profits.

“What…?”

Park Minseok was flustered at Seongjun’s words.

A mascot? What is this guy talking about right now?

“You little shit. What have you been doing lately?”

“Huh…? What do you mean… I’ve been watching internet broadcasts and looking for promising players…”

“Haa…”

Park Minseok sighed at Seongjun’s frustrating words and pounded his chest.

How did such a stupid guy come under him?

Park Minseok frowned, recalling the face of the director who was smiling unpleasantly.

“Just watch the match. Then you’ll realize how stupid your thoughts were.”

“Stupid? Me?”

“Shut up and watch.”

Seongjun frowned and closed his mouth at Park Minseok’s words.

If his thoughts were wrong, he should just tell him the answer clearly, but when he’s like this, he’s no different from a stubborn old fart.

Seongjun sighed and sat down in his seat.

Chewing on the popcorn placed next to him.

For now, he was going to watch the match since it was his senior’s words.

How much time had passed?

The popcorn was falling from Seongjun’s hand, making the floor messy.

But no one pointed it out.

This is because everyone in the stadium was focused on one place.

“Senior…”

“Do you realize it now?”

“Yes… she’s there… our team’s future.”

“Yeah. So get ready.”

The match was over. Since the tournament event was Deathmatch, the match time was not long.

The moment Park Minseok got up from his seat, Seongjun also followed him.

“Ah, no, senior. That, that kid was like that from the beginning, right? She didn’t suddenly appear, right?”

“Yeah.”

“T, then she must have already received a lot of recruitment offers, right? Isn’t it too late?”

“It’s not too late.”

“Huh…?”

“The kids who made recruitment offers. They were all rejected. She’s trying to raise her value.”

“Ah, aaaaah!”

Seongjun nodded as if he realized something at Park Minseok’s words.

The two people who left the stadium like that were able to find the group they were looking for.

It’s rare for a team to be made up entirely of women.

On top of that, their beauty is outstanding, so it’s a natural phenomenon that attention is focused on them.

The two people carefully, but quickly, approached Hayeon’s group.

***

“P, please wait a moment!”

I turned my head at the voice coming from behind me.

Two men dressed in suits.

Unlike their neat appearance, their faces seemed to be covered in deep fatigue.

It’s already a familiar situation.

Seongshin 선배 [seonbae – senior] and Sohee were also frowning as if it was happening again.

As expected, the two men took out business cards and handed them over.

And a short explanation followed.

It was content that ordinary students would have been tempted enough to hear, but not me.

“Ahem… well… I’ll be waiting for your call.”

How much time had passed? Perhaps realizing that our expressions were not good, the two scouts quickly left the scene.

Two business cards were received.

I shoved one of them into Ellie’s pocket, hooked the remaining one on my finger, and flicked it lightly.

Ping-!

Sarararak

The business card flies away quickly rotating.

The business card flew near the flower bed and was buried in the dirt floor.