Your Commander-in-Chief – Chapter 203

“Wow, wow, did you already conquer it?”

A massive armored knight stomped in, looking quite intimidating with a halberd in hand.

I awkwardly chuckled and took a step back.

“I got lucky. There was only one opponent coming to stop us.”

As I said that, I unfolded the map.

The six others, aside from me and the Snow Mage, were still locked in a struggle on the central line.

We skipped the central occupied area and captured the nearest territory to the enemy base.

Because of that, the enemy’s respawn point was pushed far back, so it was clear that it would take a considerable amount of time for the respawned players to join.

“Here, will you protect me, Snow?”

“Me?”

“Yeah, after all, that character is slow, right?”

“Ah, right…”

The huge figure beside me sulked, looking rather dejected.

It seemed that this massive Butcher character wanted to do something with me, but that felt like a stretch.

“I’ll assist with the central occupied area. Just hold on. If you feel like you’re about to die, get out immediately.”

“Yes!!!”

The Snow Mage responded cheerfully.

It’s always nice that her answers are so strong.

I left her behind and exited the occupied territory.

A small dot marked on the map dashed quickly.

My figure, running towards the central line, would surely appear to my allies as well.

Was it because I had already taken two territories? Our team’s score was rising rapidly.

In contrast, the enemy’s score seemed unmoving.

That was because I had snatched their occupied territory.

If I could capture the central stronghold, victory would be within grasp.

As I thought this, I began to cross the narrow bridge and spotted an enemy rushing toward me from the other side.

“RRRAAAAHH!”

With a short shout, the opponent’s form gradually became clear.

Gleaming silver gauntlets and a long claymore gripped in hand.

The knight user’s equipment was all there was to it.

It appeared they had thrown off their armor to move quickly, opting to give up the struggle for the central occupied area?

I tilted my head as I positioned myself to block the narrow bridge.

“Get out of the wayyy!”

However, the opposing knight raised the claymore threateningly as if unwilling to stop.

A sword renowned for its heavy and powerful strikes. It would be challenging for me, with my lacking strength stat, to withstand such an attack.

But I wouldn’t back down.

There wasn’t any tension. Even though I had recognized the opponent’s identity, my thoughts did not change.

W.S.

The team name attached to the opponent’s nickname.

White Snake.

A team known for its snake-like swordsmanship.

This team had a significant influence on the swordsmanship I had now perfected.

There was no path to diverge from the central line.

To return to their own occupied territory, they had to pass this narrow bridge.

Slowly, very slowly.

But accurately.

My gaze trailed the enemy’s movements, and I began to predict the future.

Acceleration.

The sounds around me faded away.

At the moment the white pain enveloped my head, the surrounding scenery began to blur like watercolors dissolving.

In this hazy world, I solely focused on capturing the opponent’s form.

Faster.

I split time into tenths of a second.

Feeling the pain surge to its peak, I sketched out every one of the opponent’s attacks.

The sword, swirling like a snake, swung large and darted toward my neck.

I didn’t react. It was merely the pre-read movement.

Beyond the fading afterimage, I caught the opponent’s true motion.

As if layered over the afterimage I had sketched out, the opponent moved exactly as before.

What I needed was a moment in time.

Efficiently using the fraction of a second that others couldn’t even perceive.

Now—

At the moment my stationary body moved forward, the time that had been frozen began to flow again.

The melted scenery regained its original form, and the sounds that had vanished rushed back in.

“Get out of the wayyy!”

As expected, the hazy afterimage scattered, and the opponent’s sword began to fly.

The heavy claymore sliced through the air, producing a menacing sound.

Slash—!

With a large extension of my leg, my upper body darted forward.

At that moment, the blade that had been grazing me barely swept past my neck.

Feeling a slight sting at that instant, I also swung my sword.

The long nodachi shimmered like a white snake.

Slithering along the ground, the white snake flew through the air.

In that moment, I felt a crunch as the opponent’s body staggered.

Losing strength, it crumbled down in the same position it had rushed forward.

I had hit.

The sensation that lingered on my fingertips was vivid.

Slash—!

The swinging white snake ultimately succeeded in snatching the opponent’s neck.

As I gazed at the flying head of the opponent, I slung the nodachi over my shoulder.

Splash—!

The staggering opponent’s body plunged into the fierce current as the kill log appeared in the upper right corner.

Enemy defeated yeon1111 → W.S-zansen.

A perfect finish.

I rapidly crossed the wobbling narrow bridge.

*

The event battle between the ranked players of Deron’s arena and the pro players of VRS had begun.

As expected, all progress was being streamed online for everyone to see.

A total of 32 games were being played simultaneously.

This meant 32 broadcast channels were also live at the same time.

32 broadcasts. Some channels attracted a crowd, while others were utterly deserted, with no viewers at all.

Many people sought out the streams not to watch the matches themselves, but due to the fame and popularity of the individual players.

Among them, one channel was rapidly breaking viewer records.

It was the broadcast of Wild from the W.S team.

At this point, he was regarded as the best player in VRS.

It was only natural for people to flock there.

– “Dude, he’s on fire today hahaha”

– “Wow LOL”

– “Hahaha”

– “Going down one by one, isn’t he? LOLOL”

He was one of those who had always been considered a promising player.

Entering his early twenties, Wild was showcasing overwhelming prowess.

When his claymore was swung heavily, the opponent facing him invariably fell.

Even blocking with a shield was useless.

The snake-like sword pierced through the opponent’s shield, targeting their vulnerable neck.

Even the highest-defense butcher character, playable only in conquest, couldn’t withstand his might.

When faced with a Butcher user, Wild quickly approached, grabbed the sword’s hilt from above, and gripped it tightly, turning the direction of the sword upside down.

In that instant, the sword began to spin in the opposite direction.

Eventually, Wild took on a bizarre appearance as he held the sword upside down.

However, those playing VRS felt no strangeness about it at all.

To effectively strike the opponent fully clad in heavy armor, such a technique called Morote-Hau was necessary.

Gripping the sword upside down, he swung it like a club.

The solid crossguard took on the role of a hammer.

Crash—!

He rotated rapidly around the Butcher user, swinging the claymore as if it were a club.

The massive, glittering armor crumpled in an instant, effectively blocking the Butcher user’s movements.

If Wild was the player that’s capturing the attention of VRS players, the player in focus for Deron players was none other than the Blood Demon King—Yeo.

This event involved only users from the Korean server. Aside from Yeo, no one had firmly established their fame.

While the audience for Wild’s match exceeded 100,000, Yeo only had just over 10,000 viewers.

This was simply due to the fact that Yeo’s name had not yet made it to the VRS players.

However, as the match progressed, and the broadcast went on, Yeo’s viewer count started to gradually increase.

The customization of the small girl was eye-catching.

A bizarre stat combination that discarded strength and stamina stats entirely.

Not wearing any armor at all, she was dressed in an extremely provocative manner.

Moreover, the weapon she wielded was enormous, matching her size.

She certainly exceeded the minimal conditions needed to attract attention.

Viewers, drawn by mere curiosity or fandom, began to watch Yeo’s performance with rapture.

Yeo did not move normally from the beginning.

Using her small frame and highly elevated agility stat, she darted toward the path less taken.

But she didn’t just run along the road normally.

Like a tiny squirrel, she began to climb trees and leap from branch to branch.

Dashing in a straight line instead of taking the long detour.

– “Wait? Can you run on trees?”

– “Ninja in VRS?”

– “She’s definitely a ninja; she used to be Gold Ninja!”

– “Who is this person? A Deron user?”

– “No sign of panties here…”

– “Her customization is super cute, haha!”

Viewers began to get excited with her display of defiance against normalcy.

The chat was buzzing with positive responses, soaring rapidly.

The viewer count held steady, not dropping.

As time passed, VRS players, who were searching for more entertaining broadcasts, began tuning into her stream.

More viewers led to even more viewers. The count that had been hovering around 5,000 to 6,000 skyrocketed to 9,000.

At that moment, the small girl bounding through the forest reached the enemy’s occupied territory.

1 minute and 20 seconds after the match began.

There was no way she could have reached it had she run along the standard path.

The small girl, panting slightly, headed toward the enemy’s occupied territory without any interference.

As the VRS players watched, they thought.

She would soon have to change direction and would be taken down by the opponent coming to defend the occupied territory.

As they had expected, the enemy user that had veered toward the side path began to twist back and run.

Breathlessly rushing, it seemed as though they hadn’t considered stamina management amid their haste, their heavy breathing quite striking.

Although the playstyle was unexpected, the opponent was a pro player from N.R. That little girl was likely finished now.

The VRS players thought this as they watched.

The N.R Assassin user brandished their weapon and began to charge forward at high speed.

Thanks to the special skill inherent to assassins, the agility efficiency was higher than that of other characters.

As everyone grew tense, watching the clash between the two.

The dazed Yeo finally moved.

As if she foresaw the future, she swung her sword toward the empty air.

It was a bizarre sensation. Despite the distance from her opponent, there was not a single moment of hesitation in her actions.

Swish—

Everyone watching the stream gasped in astonishment.

In a single exchange, with the minimal movement she utilized, the tiny girl severed the neck of the N.R pro player.

It was as if the N.R assassin player had leaned their neck into the girl’s sword.

It was a scene that appeared almost hypnotic.

It was an incredibly bizarre sight.

And yet it was an undeniable truth.

The unfortunate player, whose neck was cleaved by Yeo’s elongated blade, collapsed to the ground—a cold corpse.

At that moment, the chat exploded like a volcanic eruption.