I Have Reasons to Hate Streamers

I think the same.

I pay tribute to the judgment that reached the optimal conclusion immediately in an unfavorable situation.

That’s why I have no intention of letting go even more.

I shortened the distance while pulling the chain hard.

My body rushed at a speed that couldn’t be stopped now.

Reaper, as if he had been waiting, turned the direction of his claw to aim at me.

It means he had the counterattack in mind even in the moment of vulnerability.

Good. I never dreamed of subduing without risk anyway.

I swapped the weapons in both hands as I approached.

The hand holding the dagger grabs and pulls the chain, while the other hand takes the dagger.

“Ugh…!”

The moment my body pressed against Reaper’s, the blade of his claw dug into my abdomen.

A critical wound that almost took my breath away from the pain. But there’s still enough leeway before death.

With the hand that was pulling the chain, I wrapped around Reaper’s remaining arm as well.

I didn’t have enough strength to subdue both of the enemy’s hands with one arm.

The lack of strength was solved by pushing my body with all my might.

Reaper’s arm was firmly fixed between my arm and chest.

As if trying to increase the damage somehow – the blade ravaged inside my body, but I didn’t mind.

Reaper’s claw can no longer move, but I still have a free dagger.

While I was butchering the undefended body, Reaper relaxed his strength.

It was essentially a declaration of surrender.

The boy grinned.

“To think I’d be overwhelmed in close combat like this. The mist mage won’t do.”

“Right? Bring out the assassin for the next round.”

“Yes. I will.”

* * *

Infinity Black’s official caster.

Ho-eun has broadcast countless matches over the years.

His voice has become so familiar to e-sports fans by now.

Although he made calm and clean commentary his trademark, there were times when he would burst with intense emotion.

This was one of those situations.

“She’s caught him! Gawol binds Reaper’s arms with her chain!”

“This blocks the mist mage’s ‘Wave Transition’! It’s as if she’s saying, ‘You don’t have mist form now! How are you going to escape?'”

“She’s utilizing this hard-earned opportunity to the fullest! She’s pressing on relentlessly!”

Perhaps influenced by him, the commentators on either side also started to raise their tension bit by bit.

Acid Gaming. And Reaper.

Those names have reigned as a nightmare in the Korean league.

Korea’s two major teams are Luche’s Sigma e-Sports and Traveler’s Q Prime.

And last year. Luche fell to Kerberos, and Traveler to Reaper, leaving disappointing results.

No. It wasn’t going to end as just last year’s problem.

Korea being evaluated as weak in international competitions has been a long-standing issue.

It had been that way even before Infinity Black started its service.

Ho-eun was someone who had been fascinated by and worked in the e-sports industry for a very long time, and that passion had not yet cooled.

“Gawol charging at Reaper! Isn’t she a bit hasty?”

“Ah… Reaper’s counterattack has landed squarely.”

“No! What’s this? Gawol has completely subdued Reaper!”

“The health bar is no longer dropping. Complete subjugation! All that’s left is to finish the match!”

In the era when he first stepped into the industry, Korea was undisputedly the birthplace of e-sports.

Although it’s now a glory that can’t be found, there was certainly such a time.

Ho-eun had not yet let go of that era.

A brief conversation between the two players.

And the blue Victory that filled the screen.

It must be a screen he’s seen countless times.

Yet for some reason, it felt like a signal flare to Ho-eun.

“With a single strike to the defenseless neck – the match ends!”

“Gawol has defeated the London Nightmare, Europe’s Shadow! Reaper’s mist mage head-on and takes the first victory!”

A broadcast with a little more flesh added than usual.

But there was something lacking.

His chest felt tight. He had much more to say.

When he could no longer suppress his emotions, Ho-eun grabbed the microphone and shouted.

“Many fans have been saying this all along. Korea’s assassin line is weak. Especially when losing to Reaper, how many criticisms have there been? We don’t have top-class assassins like Reaper or Phantom! We won’t be able to produce them in the future, and we’ll continue to be held back!”

Even among pro gamers, assassins are the most difficult to nurture.

Because it’s the character that gains transcendent speed, not the player themselves.

Maintaining the assassin’s mobility while maintaining delicate control was by no means an easy task.

To have a sense for combat itself… naturally, it required enormous talent and effort.

That’s why in other countries, youth systems operate through vast populations or capital.

In Korea, both resources were lacking.

“But how about this? The one called London’s Nightmare, Europe’s Shadow, Reaper! An unknown Korean amateur has defeated him head-on!”

“That’s right. There’s no mountain in the world that can’t be climbed, and impossibility doesn’t exist either. Isn’t sports enjoyable because you never know what results will come out when?”

“A result that no one expected has come out. The content of the match was good too. We’ll have to see until the next match, but what’s clear is that Gawol’s potential is beyond imagination.”

Ho-eun’s intuition whispered something in his mind.

It was an intuition from his past activities as a pro gamer, and at some point as a coach.

Some great upheaval was coming.