Your Commander-in-Chief – Chapter 193

“Everyone did well~”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Blocking that stronghold played a significant role, allowing our team to achieve a comfortable victory.

As the game ended and the battlefield’s scenery faded away, I returned to the waiting room.

The game ended in victory, and I parted ways with my teammates feeling good.

The Assassin User remained silent throughout.

True to his gloomy appearance, it seemed he struggled with communication.

It turned out that getting directly involved in the action provided more insights than searching for explanations or strategy videos.

Meeting the kind Knight User was indeed a great help, though.

A dark room reminiscent of an ancient gladiator’s waiting area.

I sat down and began to examine the skills and characteristics of different classes.

The first character I noticed was the Butcher.

I hadn’t seen this character when watching past pro players’ videos.

The Butcher character was recently released and could not be used in Deathmatch.

It was only available in Conquest mode.

Seeing that it was recommended for beginners suggests that the character itself must be quite powerful.

Next, I looked into the Knight character.

This character had the best balance between offense and defense, as most pro players had chosen this Knight character.

The skills it possessed were [Offensive Stance], [Defensive Stance], and [Calmness].

As the names imply, each stance skill was a passive that improved the character’s performance, while the Calmness skill provided a short buff that reduced damage from enemy attacks.

I guess that’s why the Knight User’s sword glowed blue when he faced me.

The Viking, as the name suggests, was based on the ancient Norse people.

When his health decreased, he had a skill called [Berserk] that significantly increased his movement speed, attack speed, and power, along with a skill called [Valhalla] that allowed him to move for one second when near death.

Of course, it was mentioned that this skill wouldn’t activate upon a fatal blow.

Come to think of it, the Viking User I had stabbed in the neck was likely able to move thanks to that skill.

Finally, I examined the Gladiator.

As the name suggests, it represented a typical Roman swordsman using a one-handed sword and shield.

Not only did it rely on weapons, but it also boasted a passive skill that applied bonuses to strikes using the body and ground techniques.

Just as I was getting immersed in VRS and checking out various details, a message popped up in my synced chatroom.

Guide of Light – [Soft & Chewy Raccoon, have you been doing well?]

The Guide of Light.

My secret friend.

I thought perhaps they had stopped being my secret friend since we hadn’t been in contact lately, but it seemed that was not the case.

It appeared they were getting along well with the matchmaking partner they recently met.

Soft & Chewy Raccoon – [Long time no see… I thought you forgot about me.]

Guide of Light – [That’s… I’ve been really busy lately.]

Soft & Chewy Raccoon – [Am I less important than that?]

Guide of Light – [Gasp…]

Soft & Chewy Raccoon – [Just kidding. What have you been up to?]

Guide of Light – [It’s very important, though I can’t say too much yet… it’s not confirmed.]

Soft & Chewy Raccoon – [I wish you luck with that. But please at least drop me a message once a day. I’m a little sad.]

Guide of Light – [Ah, understood…]

The Guide of Light didn’t send any more replies after that.

It seemed they really were busy.

I brushed aside the chatroom that popped up in front of me and started a new game.

This time, I chose the Deathmatch game mode.

After confirming the countdown in front of me.

The matching time didn’t exceed 10 seconds.

Surely, it was clear this game had more players than Deron.

In a bright flash, I was transported to a dark underground arena lit by candles.

It was a square map. There was no escape, implying the intent was to slash at each other until death.

“Nice to meet you~”

My opponent was a Knight character clad in shiny armor.

The voice pouring out from the inside of the helmet was oddly polite.

I bowed and returned the greetings.

“Nice to meet you.”

The opponent’s level was 4.

Meanwhile, my level was 2.

I couldn’t tell how fast the leveling up was, but since I had leveled up after the first game, it meant my opponent was a newbie like me.

“Hey… aren’t you going to wear armor?”

Was he trying to act like a senior or something?

The Knight User responded with a rather flustered voice.

Instead of replying, I drew out the Nodachi I had slung over my back.

Swish—

The drawn weapon glinted in the flickering candlelight around us.

There was no signal for the fight to start.

“Hmm…”

The Knight User let out a groan and held his Long Sword cautiously.

His stance looked decent, but that was about it.

I could feel his gaze fidgeting behind the helmet, helplessly shifting this way and that.

“Shall I proceed?”

Shall I proceed?

Did that signal an attack toward the enemy?

I felt like I might burst out laughing at the absurdity.

Yet, contrary to my thoughts, the Knight User began charging seriously.

Clank-!

The distinctive clanging of iron shoes echoed as he charged swiftly toward me.

Watching him closely, I stepped forward.

If you were to ask what was most important in a 1v1 battle in Deron, I would say:

Distance management.

This game was no different.

Recognizing the range of my opponent’s attack as well as mine, I would fight using the most advantageous moves.

That was the basic fighting style I knew.

In my hands was the Nodachi, a massive sword.

The blade exceeded 120CM in length.

Naturally, my attack range couldn’t be anything but long.

The moment the charging opponent entered my range.

I swung the Nodachi with all my might.

Swoosh—

It sliced through the space itself, sending a broad and powerful slash toward him.

Big, bigger, even broader.

Crack-!

Just before the Knight User’s Long Sword could thrust forward, my Nodachi’s blade severed the Knight User’s neck.

I felt a clear sensation at my fingertips.

As the headless body of the Knight collapsed to the ground, a congratulatory message appeared, signaling my victory in the duel.

It was easy. Too easy that it almost made me laugh.

I retrieved my Nodachi and bowed my head in a short salute.

It was a good duel.

Of course, I genuinely wanted to advise him to explore other games.

It didn’t take 10 seconds for me to enter the room and for the duel results to come through.

I returned to the waiting room, leaving behind a fleeting afterimage.

Next game, next game, next game.

The same situation unfolded, not much different from the first match.

As the games ended quickly, the amount of experience gained rose rapidly.

*

-What’s up with this guy, is he farming again?

-Haha, how is it the team’s fault that your MMR is trashed?

-This is ridiculous hahaha, Gold-ranked fool!

-I’m guessing this account will flop in Silver haha!

“Ah, please be quiet…”

In-game nickname Kobold, streaming nickname also Kobold.

Kobold muttered in a gloomy voice while checking the messages from his viewers.

He was grateful for the 200 loyal viewers who always showed up when he went live, yet every word they threw felt like daggers piercing his heart.

Kobold thought to himself: But I should have skills good enough to reach Diamond, right?

His low rank in Conquest mode was all the team’s fault.

He genuinely believed that.

Because of this.

Kobold created a new secondary account and logged into VRS.

The first character Kobold chose was the Knight.

This character had the most balanced offense-defense setup, making it easy to dominate in low-level matchmaking.

Though it was easy to take out newbies as an Assassin, sometimes he would get caught and die, so he chose the Knight instead.

-Are you trying to farm again?

-Haha, your skills can’t even reach Gold…

-Sounds like you’re gonna start barking again.

Kobold remained silent as he read the messages.

He was already used to this kind of situation after experiencing it several times.

Taking a deep breath, Kobold began searching for a match.

-Is this your 11th secondary account this season?

-Shouldn’t we prevent you from farming? Newbies will all die!

-For real; there are probably quite a few who quit because of this guy.

-Gonna sleep now, wake me up when he hits Gold.

Regardless of what the viewers said, he could only show them what he was capable of.

Kobold sighed softly while waiting for a match.

How much time passed, finally, the first match was found.

Previously matches solidified in under 10 seconds but this one took 30 seconds.

Kobold drew his Long Sword and checked the opponent’s user.

It was a Gladiator character wielding a one-handed sword.

Ranked in Silver, with a level of 20.

Something felt off.

“What the…?”

-This is your first game on the secondary account, right?

-I heard they patched the game due to the recent farming spree, maybe that’s it?

-Hahaha!

-This is how it should be; if all newbies die, the game is doomed!

-But Kobold should be able to beat a Silver player, right?

Kobold nodded as he read the viewers’ messages.

He previously mentioned the newbie slaughter issue in VRS, and it seemed that the problem had been resolved.

Kobold licked his lips. Based on play records, MMR scores had been adjusted, and his opponent emerged as a Silver rank.

This meant Kobold’s MMR score was not significantly different from a Silver user.

Kobold and the Gladiator stared each other down, looking for an opportunity.

There were no signals announcing the start of the fight.

The moment their eyes met, the battle began.

A clash of strategies to gauge each other’s skills commenced.

The once timid attacks gradually grew bolder, and the previously composed mindset swiftly turned into excitement.

“Gasp…”

Kobold was quite proud to consider himself a veteran player in VRS.

Of course, his skills were far beyond what a Silver user could handle.

“I won…”

Ultimately, Kobold managed to secure victory against his opponent.

His tired body stumbled as his battered armor groaned in distress.

-How long did that fight last?

-2 minutes, hahaha!

-2 minutes against a Silver player hahaha!

-So funny, haha!

“This matchmaking seems too strange; could this person also be a secondary account like me?”

-Check their ID history, it’s just a permanently Silver user!

-A character created last year is a secondary account?

-Hahaha!

“Sigh…”

The game ended.

His depleted health and stamina rapidly restored, and Kobold was able to return to the waiting room.

After a brief rest, Kobold quickly engaged in another Deathmatch to level up fast.

It was the mode that typically granted the most experience for the time spent, making it essential for quick leveling.

And just like that, a match was found.

This time, he faced a small Samurai User.

The level was 7, with no rank.

A smile crept upon Kobold’s face.

He was definitely the newbie he had been waiting for.

-That character design is so cute, LOL!

-That small size must have a strength stat limitation, right?

-They look like they’ll do gymnastics, haha!

-Seeing the lack of armor, makes me think it’s just a concept character.

-They might also be a secondary account, haha!

-Kekeke!

Kobold eyed his opponent with apprehension.

Long, flowing black hair, and a Nodachi slung over their back.

Their physique didn’t seem suited for wielding such a massive weapon.

Indeed, they exuded a vibe of seasoned players.

Kobold swallowed nervously and cautiously opened his mouth.

“Uh, are you a secondary account?”

“Huh? No. I just started this game today.”

Their voice was small and cute.

However, it was hard to believe such words.

Kobold hesitated as he continued speaking.

“Seriously?”

“Yes.”

In that case—

The moment the opponent finished speaking, Kobold charged forward without hesitation.

With a swift sprint, he initiated his attack.

It should work. Sudden ambushes during conversations always yielded favorable outcomes.

At least that’s how it had been.

However.

Swish—

A sharp pain enveloped his neck.

After that, Kobold’s vision spun chaotically before he plummeted to the ground.

He hadn’t registered his opponent’s attack until his head rolled away.

-Hahaha!

-Did anyone just see that?

-Kobold just got absolutely wrecked, haha!

-Was that a one-shot?

Damn… they really are a secondary account…

Kobold’s voice, which could no longer be heard, scattered into the transparent void.