Streamer Crazy About Slaughter - Chapter 70
Playing with a cold and chilling weight.
Eventually, she gently lets the weight go.
As the fragile support that held her disappears.
The bl**d-red weight falls straight down. At the same time, the black string connected to the end of the weight is naturally pulled along.
Swoosh.
The very small sound of the string brushing against her clothes reached Serin’s ears, too familiar.
Just as the black string, wrapped around her right arm, flowed down following the weight and was about to drop to the ground.
Serin, catching the familiar black string, swung her right arm widely.
Whooooosh!
As the weight, drawing a crescent moon, traced through the air, Serin pulled the connected black string once more.
Swoosh!
Feeling the sensation of the string wrapped around her right arm and the feeling of the weight, something felt strange.
Familiar and natural.
It felt like her body was wearing a perfectly fitting outfit, but oddly, it also felt as if the weight was acting up.
As if it were asking why it hadn’t lifted her yesterday.
It had a feeling as if it were questioning whether she had enjoyed using another weapon until now.
Serin burst into laughter at her own absurd thoughts, her red lips twitching.
“Do you think the viewers would understand this incredibly comfortable feeling I get from switching from a great sword to a crescent moon blade?”
[LOL]
[What are you even talking about? LOL]
[Isn’t the great sword super heavy? LOL]
[For real, after using a great sword, all other weapons do feel way lighter, LOL]
[Switching to a crescent moon blade, the feeling is completely different, what is this?]
[Should I call it natural? Every time I see it, it feels so uniquely character-like.]
[When holding the great sword, you looked super serious.]
[Noona… I’m dying…]
[Every time I see you, I can’t help but admire your character design.]
[…Please use the great sword.]
[Great sword fan cut, LOL]
Checking the chat window that reacted to every one of her words, she opened the arena status window.
*
——
Lin (rinhh)
Solo Rank: Platinum 5 0 LP
Free Rank Tier: –
Win Rate: 100%
Bloodless Dancer
——
*
First, she noticed her tier emblem had changed to blue.
The emblem’s design, resembling a well-crafted jewel, struck her as novel.
“I wonder if the tier change is so unusual because I was promoted to Platinum tier yesterday.”
Including the last rank match of four wins which included her Platinum promotion match, she had ended all games with a single blow, really, without any need for explanation.
It was mainly because the archer user she was matched with just before was really annoying, which contributed greatly to her desire to finish quickly.
And now that she checked, upon being promoted to Platinum tier, her LP points that were close to 3000 had been reset to 0 points.
Although she could accept that the 100% win rate meant she hadn’t lost, the phrase ‘Bloodless Dancer’ below it felt curious.
“Everyone, I see ‘Bloodless Dancer’ written in my rank status window, but while dancer is understandable, what does bloodless mean?”
[Isn’t that just a title?]
[Bloodless is a title that appears when your win rate exceeds 80% in the last 10 rank matches.]
[I thought Lin deserved that title for her skill, but it’s surprising she doesn’t know it herself, LOL]
[Well, she hasn’t lost. That makes sense.]
[What’s Lin’s rank win rate?]
[I’ve watched every one of Lin’s streams. She’s never lost, ㅇㅇ]
[Isn’t it natural that she has a 100% win rate since she has beaten even challenger tier users?]
[For real, is it confirmed at 100%?]
[Noona, please tell us your win rate.]
“…It is indeed 100%.”
As she answered while looking at the chat window, the situation felt somewhat embarrassing as if she was lifting herself up.
“Well then, without further ado, I’ll head straight into the arena rank.”
She quickly started the rank matching queue to warm up her hands.
—— Ding ding!!
As soon as she initiated the queue, a match was found.
“I’m always impressed by… how fast the queue pops. Seriously.”
How matching happens in less than three seconds. It felt like a truly divine game.
She gazed at the light cluster forming on one side of the Colosseum.
Ding!
—— The ‘Joan of Arc’ user has accepted your friend request.
At that moment, an alert rang out, drawing her attention.
It seemed a user who had donated a large sum of 2 million won had logged in.
—— A duel will begin shortly.
“I’ll let you attack first.”
With the duel alert, she spoke comfortably now.
At least she thought if her opponent attacked even once, they would feel less resentful about losing.
She worried that the newbies might feel too empty if they got knocked out right from the start.
As the radiant light slowly dissipated, she confirmed the opponent’s appearance.
—— 3.
Serin’s scarlet lips parted slightly.
“…No way.”
What escaped her lips was a voice filled with surprise.
And it wasn’t only Serin who was surprised.
“Wow. What the heck! Is that you, Lin!?”
Even her opponent was shocked to find Serin.
—— 2.
The user facing Lin was peculiar.
A delicate female figure.
An odd sight wielding a gigantic iron chunk that did not match the physique.
Ironically, the first opponent Serin encountered was a ‘Dancer wielding a great sword.’
“I’m a fan of yours, Lin!!”
Stirred.
Serin, holding her crescent moon blade, froze at the cheerful smile of the opponent user and couldn’t say a word.
—— 1.
Once the countdown ended, Serin stood there, staring blankly at her opponent.
How would she move?
That absurdly sized great sword must resemble a buster sword. It was already clear that her opponent wouldn’t be able to swing it properly.
Wasn’t it common sense to test a weapon after buying it before deploying it in actual combat? But why on earth was she holding that enormous great sword, which was likely too heavy for her?
But despite these thoughts, her mouth fell silent.
She was merely curious if her opponent could even move while holding that heavy great sword.
And finally, as her opponent took a step forward.
Thud.
Serin let out a heavy sigh she couldn’t hide.
“Hah…”
All my explanations that took an hour were pointless.
Thud.
Taking another step.
Was it just her imagination, or would anyone say that seemed slow?
The sight of the woman trudging over with the great sword, looking like a snail, became apparent.
It dawned on her.
She had unleashed a huge poison on the dancer users.
Watching her advancing opponent, Serin muttered disappointingly.
“…I don’t know.”
She had clearly told her not to.
***
Shimmering black armor of a most luxurious knight. And a beautiful woman with dark hair tied up, even darker than the armor.
The name of that woman, resting in the Colosseum, was the most famous user in Another World.
— Another World Nickname: Joan of Arc.
For two years, she had been the unmovable rank 1 in Another World and a professional gamer with the most victories in the ACK pro league.
For some reason, her character resembled the real Yoon Eunha.
She looked so similar.
No, it was safe to say it was Yoon Eunha herself.
A character customization that closely mirrored her real appearance.
This was one of the main reasons Yoon Eunha was the most famous professional gamer currently in existence, and a significant factor in her overwhelming star status.
First, there was her overwhelming skill, and next was her stunning appearance.
A character that was almost a reflection of herself.
With a character like herself participating in every tournament, achieving resounding victories, Yoon Eunha shone so brightly that it naturally attracted people’s attention.
Thus, combined with the distinctive nickname ‘Joan of Arc,’ it was perhaps inevitable that Yoon Eunha achieved overwhelming fame.
……
[Argalia: Are you okay?]
[Joan of Arc: Yes.]
[Roland: ??? Long time no see.]
[Joan of Arc: I felt it was time to rest, so I logged in to stretch a bit.]
[Astolfo: Wanna have a duel?]
[Joan of Arc: Let’s do it later.]
[Angelica: Noona… I was really worried about you…!!! I thought something serious happened when you said you were taking a break in the season!! Why didn’t you contact me?]
[Joan of Arc: Thank you for worrying about me.]
……
“…This is why I don’t want to log in.”
With a wave of her hand towards the air, Eunha erased each of the whisper holograms one by one.
Less than 10 minutes after logging in, the overwhelming influx of holograms made her feel irritated as she replied to each one.
It was a situation where the whispers exceeded double digits and had now reached triple digits.
If she had her way, she would close them all at once and not reply at all, but…
“How can… I do that?”
Most of the whispers were inquiries about her well-being.
Moreover, the people who sent these whispers were mostly other pro players or users maintaining the highest tier, the challenger tier.
They weren’t just acquaintances she met occasionally; they were people she had faced countless times, so Eunha’s character wouldn’t allow her to ignore the whispers.
Thinking that responding later was also rude, she answered each and every one of the countless whispers.
Tick.
Tick.
As she continued to respond to the whispers while erasing the holograms, Eunha brightened upon discovering a single hologram.
The reason she logged into Another World now.
To accept a friend request from just one user.
“You sent it, huh…”
With a naturally bright smile, Eunha carefully placed her hand on that hologram.
— Accept.
Thus, the new nickname Lin took its place in Eunha’s friend list. Since Serin was still streaming, her nickname lit up in green as a sign that she was online.
“I should finish watching Lin’s stream.”
If anyone who knew Yoon Eunha were to see her in this moment, they would doubt their eyes, as she spoke with a beaming smile that felt so foreign.