Chapter 67: Ttatta Deus

 “Has it finally stabilized to a certain degree?”

Albus could finally relax after confirming that the new broadcasting system in Rudera was well received by the players. 

This broadcasting feature, an extension of the roguelike content added after the dueling tournament, was of paramount importance to him. 

As the creator of Rudera, Albus was excited about the unique content that would emerge as the people of this world adapted to the broadcasts.

“Guide, please manage the broadcast system.”

• Yes, Master. Leave it to me.

With the guide’s reliable response, Albus logged out of Rudera. 

He had been locking himself in his room and immersing himself in Rudera for days, and he was exhausted. 

Now that the development and maintenance of the broadcasting system were complete, he was eager to enjoy watching the shows.

Albus took off his connection device and placed it beside him.

Soft breathing echoed nearby.

Turning his head, Albus saw Dua, lying next to him with the connection device on her head, fully immersed in Rudera. 

His daughter, who was thrilled when he introduced her to the roguelike content, was having the time of her life.

“Is it really that fun?”

He had created it for his own enjoyment, but if his daughter loved it, that was more than enough for him. 

Smiling like a proud father, Albus gently stroked her hair.

Beep.

Albus activated the transmitter and projected the list of broadcasts into the air.

“Let’s see.”

Although it had been less than a month since the broadcasts had launched, players from all over the continent had flocked to the system, spawning a multitude of unique shows. 

Given the diversity of races, cultures, and supernatural abilities on the continent, the growth of the broadcasting content had exceeded Albus’s wildest expectations.

“I thought it would take at least a year.”

He had expected it to take as long as Rudera’s growth, but fortunately, that wasn’t the case. 

Slowly, Albus began skimming through the top-ranking broadcasts.

• What a joke! You really think you can move Laous with such a measly donation?

When he clicked on the broadcast, an elf girl with a peculiar way of speaking appeared, extorting coins from her viewers. 

Her ability to extract donations was impressive, but her combat prowess in Rudera was just as remarkable. 

Her strength in battle, combined with her unique characteristics that appealed to certain audiences, explained her success.

“So it’s that elf from the tournament. Some people are already hiding their appearance while broadcasting, huh?”

Using his GM privileges, Albus checked the broadcaster’s status and was amazed by the emergence of virtual avatars.

To think that this kind of broadcast had already appeared. 

Perhaps the broadcasting environment would soon resemble that of Earth from his past life.

Albus switched off Laous’s broadcast and clicked on the next one.

“…!”

On the screen, a sensual woman with a nearly transparent, barely-there outfit twisted her body seductively. 

Her wings, tail, and horns marked her as a succubus, one of the demon races.

• Oh my, thank you for the 100 coins, [Raging Bull] brother!

As the donation poured in, a buff flowed into the succubus, causing her chest to swell slightly.

• Ah♥

As a result, her thin garment began to slip down.

“…A…a camgirl?”

Albus blinked in confusion at what he was witnessing. 

It seemed that the broadcast was using a third-person perspective rather than the usual first-person view, drawing viewers in with her body.

Ding!

Just as her clothing was about to fall, a new donation alert popped up.

• Ah! Thank you for the 100 coins, [Knight of Justice] brother!

The new buff caused her chest to shrink back to its original size, and the falling fabric securely covered her again.

“What… what are they doing?”

It finally dawned on Albus why this broadcast had climbed to the top ranks. 

No matter how alluring a succubus might be, it wasn’t enough to secure such a high ranking just through donations alone. 

But when you pit the viewers against each other, the story changes.

“So it’s a battle between those who want to enlarge her chest to strip her and those who want to shrink it to protect her?”

By creating a competition between lustful creatures and chivalrous “sweet bulls,” the broadcaster cleverly milked their coins. 

It was a method that reminded Albus of certain programs from his past life that had a similar structure.

“She’s got a sharp mind.”

Albus admired the succubus for coming up with such a broadcast idea from scratch.

“Of course, as a GM, I can’t allow this kind of broadcast.”

• The broadcast has been terminated.

With a twinge of regret, Albus took action and permanently shut down the succubus’s show. 

Having seen firsthand how dangerous it was to incite such desires and drag people down into the abyss, he couldn’t allow this kind of content to tarnish his broadcasting platform or Rudera.

“I’ll have to keep an eye on her, though.”

Succubus Anna. 

While she had tried to exploit inappropriate methods, Albus saw her as a talented individual.

• Thank you for the 1,000 coins, [Suspicious Prince]! …Yes? Ah! Understood.

The next broadcast Albus clicked on had a different vibe altogether.

• You want a statue of a tiger beastman with a thick mane? …Yes, yes! I can do that! I’ll make it right now!

The broadcaster, after reading the donation request, began to channel their magic, shaping something in the air.

“A statue?”

As the magic solidified, the shape became clearer, and it was as if the broadcaster was sculpting a statue out of thin air with magic.

“A sculpture stream, huh?”

The content of this broadcast was simple: the viewers sent in requests via donations, and the broadcaster used their magic to create sculptures based on those requests.

“This is pretty clever.”

Although the player had exceptional magic control, they didn’t seem to be able to utilize it effectively in combat. 

Yet they had ingeniously turned their skill into an art form for their broadcast. 

As a result, this sculpture stream was flooded with requests and donations.

“Creating content is a skill too… But why is everything so hairy?”

Albus noticed that the requests were oddly specific and focused on a certain niche.

After finishing the commission stream, Albus moved on to the next broadcast.

“This time, it’s a combat stream!”

The broadcast showed a woman gripping a staff. 

Albus was convinced he had finally found the kind of show he had been looking for.

What Albus originally envisioned was a broadcast where players overcame challenges and adversity through roguelike gameplay. 

It was a type of show that Albus himself enjoyed, and through Princess Rebecca’s example, he had learned that such human struggles could easily build divinity.

Filled with anticipation, Albus focused on the broadcast.

The woman had a serene appearance and exuded a composed atmosphere. 

From her demeanor, she appeared to be highly skilled.

• Uwaaaarrrgh!

A massive ogre burst through the trees in front of her, its size and strength overwhelming. 

Only a seasoned warrior could handle such a high-level monster, and any ordinary person would flee in terror.

“A cursed monster with no intelligence.”

The woman remained calm, closing her eyes and extending her staff.

Even though the ogre could easily crush her with a single blow, Albus couldn’t shake the feeling that the woman would emerge victorious. 

There was something mystical about her aura.

“Flame of the Sacred Light.”

Her staff emitted a mysterious glow, conjuring a small fireball before her. 

Unlike an ordinary fireball, this one gleamed with a golden light, exuding the power to incinerate the ogre entirely.

“Go.”

With a flick of her hand, the golden fireball shot towards the ogre.

Uwaaaargh!

The fireball struck the ogre squarely in the chest. 

It seemed like it would bore a large hole through the creature’s torso, but…

“It’s blocked?”

Uwaaaargh!

To Albus’s surprise, the ogre roared as the fireball failed to penetrate its thick hide, leaving only a small scorch mark before fizzling out.

Realizing that the woman couldn’t seriously harm it, the ogre lifted its massive club and charged at her. 

It had been cautious when it saw her using magic, but now it recognized that she was weak prey.

Today, it would feast on soft human flesh!

The ogre’s terrifying charge seemed unstoppable, but the woman, who had seemed so poised just moments ago, panicked and began to flee. 

However, her speed was no match for the charging ogre.

The ogre’s massive hand descended toward her, but by sheer luck, a thick branch blocked its strike. The woman narrowly escaped death.

Uwaaaargh!

Once again, the ogre swiped at her, but the trees along her path hindered its advance.

In its frustration, the ogre wildly swung its club, breaking the trees around it. 

Soon, the clearing was devoid of obstacles, and the ogre stood towering over the woman.

“Huff…”

The ogre sneered as it approached her slowly. 

The viewers in the chat were convinced that the woman would meet a gruesome end at the hands of the ogre.

Just then, a small golden ember from the earlier fireball fell onto a broken log.

Uwaaah?

Fwoosh.

The ember caught, spreading rapidly across the broken log and igniting the surrounding area.

Uwaaargh!

The ogre recoiled in surprise, but the fire spread too quickly. In no time, the golden flames surrounded the beast.

Uwaaarghhh!

Trapped within the fire, the ogre screamed in agony. 

Moments later, its charred body collapsed into a pile of ash.

“Phew. Is it finally down?”

The woman, who had been screaming in terror just moments ago, now wore a calm smile as she picked up her staff.

“This creature was no match for me, Eus. In the end, my victory was inevitable.”

• Is she always this lucky?
• She has no skill, but she keeps winning!
• Now I’m curious how far she’ll get with just luck ㅋㅋ
• Is a god directly blessing her?
• Is she one of the GM’s apostles?
• Us! She’s a goddess!

As soon as the woman’s victory was confirmed, the chat exploded with comments. 

The viewers all believed that she had won purely by luck. 

After all, they had seen her fail to inflict any real damage on the ogre and flee in terror at the sight of its charge.

“…They think that was luck?”

But Albus, having watched her closely, knew better. 

She wasn’t just some weakling relying on luck.

The woman had been orchestrating the entire battle from the start. 

The trees, the fire—everything had been under her control, guiding the ogre to its demise. 

Like a god bending the rules of the world, she had manipulated the environment to achieve her desired outcome.

“She’s a true god…”

Albus’s hands trembled.

The broadcaster who called herself Eus. 

She was disrupting the laws of Rudera, summoning the true master of the world.