Your Commander-in-Chief – Chapter 220

“Wh-what do you mean suddenly stripping…?”

“Ugh…”

“Isn’t this kind of barbaric…?”

As I took a step back from Wild’s sudden antics, I continued my provocation to chip away at his psyche.

However, Wild wasn’t charging recklessly like before; I could feel cold sweat running down my back.

The fact that Wild had suddenly thrown off all his armor meant a lot.

With the influence of the power stats allocated to his armor gone, his sword would become even stronger, and without the weight of the armor, his speed would have increased as well.

He had sacrificed his defense to maximize his aggressive tendencies.

It meant he was putting everything on the line against the opponent in front of him without regard for what lay ahead.

Wild’s eyes were now filled with genuine killing intent directed at me.

“Die.”

That declaration slipped from his lips.

Wild charged forward, having sealed my fate.

The sharpness that was consumed by fury returned.

Throwing off his armor, he swung his sword with a speed that was incomparable to before.

Swoosh!

As I dodged Wild’s sword, I thought to myself how unfortunate it all was.

If it had been Deron instead of me,

if only our strength stats had been the same, we could have had a more exciting duel.

But what could I do?

Once I entered VRS, I had to abide by its rules.

I exhaled softly and activated my acceleration.

My spinning mind began to slow down the time around me, forecasting the opponent’s attacks.

This ability, akin to predicting the future, showed me transparent afterimages of the movements Wild was about to make.

The fiercely digging sword made it so I couldn’t even think of countering it.

I had to dodge and evade.

That was the best defense I could manage.

Minimizing my movements for maximum efficiency.

Considering the distribution of my stamina, I attempted to attack as little as possible.

Swish!

After five dodges, the massive nodachi swung past Wild’s chin.

I furrowed my brow at the sight.

Wild didn’t move to defend himself.

He merely twisted his body slightly to let my attack slide past him.

The blow that should have aimed for his neck had veered off course.

Swish!

I narrowly deflected a fast incoming powerful strike.

The blade of the longsword grazed by my shoulder, then strangely began to bend, and just like that, another thrust came my way.

Swish!

The second thrust sliced through both my shoulder and arm.

Crimson blood erupted as I desperately retreated, but Wild didn’t lose momentum.

Since the nodachi has a large attack range and damage, it takes considerable time to recover its stance after a swing.

Wild seized that opportunity.

Once again, a thrust came flying at me.

It was tough to dodge. The opponent had regained his calm, leaving no option to discard my weapon and roll on the ground.

I had to block and counter.

The moment I realized this, I immediately moved my hands.

As the long blade of the nodachi wobbled hazily, I managed to intercept the incoming thrust.

Clang! Clang!

What followed was a battle of strength.

Needless to say, my nodachi was being pushed back hard.

Urgently, I reached out with my left hand to grip the tang while driving the long blade into the ground.

Thud!

It was a poor choice, yet there was no other option if I wanted to firmly block his attack.

Seeing this, Wild let out a strange laugh as he added rotation to his sword.

Crack!

In that instant, our swords made contact, bouncing back harshly, and his blade shot toward my neck.

A great sense of danger surged through me as my life was on the line.

Feeling a prickling sensation inside my head, my body reacted instinctively.

Letting go of the nodachi in my hand, I drew my dagger from my waist and flattened myself against the ground.

That position was quite similar to one preparing to leap.

Whoosh!

At the last possible moment, Wild’s sword skimmed past my head.

This was it.

I swiftly rose to my feet and jumped toward the nodachi I had embedded into the floor.

After briefly hanging in the air from my first leap, I stretched my leg to step onto the hilt of the nodachi.

With a foothold established, I leaped again.

Boom!

In just two jumps, I soared high over Wild’s head.

I then swung the dagger I held.

Swish!

I felt a jolt at my fingertips as it connected.

Despite Wild’s delayed reaction as he swung his sword back, my dagger brushed past his face faster.

I aimed for his neck, but my arm fell short, so the blade only glided along his face.

A long cut formed across Wild’s face.

As it crossed over his right eye, I saw his expression distort on one side.

His right eye was taken from him.

The moment I realized this, Wild’s attack came at me.

Downward from above,

it was a downward slash as if he were splitting wood.

After a brief moment of suspension, a thrust followed toward me as I descended.

But perhaps because he couldn’t see out of his right eye,

his attack was inaccurate.

The tip of his blade wobbled slightly.

Recognizing this, I hurled the dagger I was holding toward his arm.

Swish!

Just before the blade made contact with his body, the dagger skimmed his wrist.

The shock caused the direction of his sword to waver.

Success.

Swish!

His sword plunged deeply into his left arm, slicing through flesh.

Amidst the slow passage of time, blood sprayed into the air alongside the severed limb.

The severed end was blunt.

A sharp pain shot through me as I began to lose sensation in that hand.

Though I still felt the touch from my hand, I couldn’t muster enough strength to use it.

If this were reality, I would have been screaming and rolling on the ground.

But this was a game. Only fools halted their movements in pain.

I ignored my severed left hand and extended my right.

The outstretched hand found the hilt of the nodachi.

In an instant, I rotated my body.

As I fell, I spun around like a cat, landing on my feet in a stable position.

I had to maintain the continuity of my movements.

Using the rotational force still within my body, I swung the nodachi with one hand.

Whoosh!

It was an attack right in front of me.

Wild wouldn’t stay still.

He grimaced with blood streaming from his right eye and swung his sword at me.

I didn’t block.

Neither did I halt my assault.

I kept spinning, moving further toward him.

If I didn’t finish the opponent now, there wouldn’t be another chance.

There were no more opportunities waiting for me.

Provocation wouldn’t work anymore.

So, I had to kill him right here and now.

I had to ensure his death to break his spirit down.

While my right hand wielding the nodachi was focused, my severed left hand remained calm.

As I examined the cut end of my severed hand, I swung it toward Wild’s eye.

The blood pooling from the severed part cut through the air, targeting his one remaining left eye.

Just before his sword reached me, his vision was completely obstructed.

I twisted my body slightly, redirecting the path of his incoming sword.

Crash!

Boom!

A chilling sound echoed almost simultaneously.

The sword, extended from Wild, pierced through my abdomen and slipped out of my back.

Meanwhile, my nodachi had buried itself halfway into Wild’s neck.

My vision turned red.

With the warning signal indicating that I could die if I moved any further, my health rapidly depleted.

Though I was on the brink of death, I could be certain of one thing.

This battle,

was my victory.

I pulled the nodachi I held like a saw.

Swish!

Enemy killed yeon1111 → W.S-wild.

Though my condition was a mess, my victory remained unchanged.

I stumbled and dropped to the ground.

Beside me, Wild’s lifeless body fell helplessly.

Buried in the mud, his appearance looked truly pitiful.

I lightly tapped his head while muttering softly.

“See? You’re such a noob.”

He would be watching.

Even right after death, VRS players could look around in third-person view and hear the sounds.

I wanted to say something worse, just a little more extreme, but I held back.

This wasn’t Deron.

It wasn’t polite to speak harshly while intruding on someone else’s game.

“Ha…”

I bled too much.

The blood flowing from my wounds was considerable.

The health I retained dwindled quickly.

My vision turned from red to gray.

A signal I was nearing death.

“Eek…”

In the end, I too met my demise.

Ally killed W.S-wild → yeon1111.

*

The finals of the collaboration event.

Not many people were looking since it wasn’t a regular league broadcast.

However, the total viewership surpassed 300,000.

The match unfolded without much incident.

It was slightly peculiar that all ten players chose to engage centrally, but it wasn’t unheard of.

– LOL why are we watching this? Wild’s gonna win.

– I ordered chicken just to watch this.

– It’s raining?

– Haha, all ten are going brawl.

– It really rained for the finals.

– Honestly, I think the Blood Demon King will win.

The chat from the viewers surged rapidly, amplifying the excitement.

With all ten choosing to brawl, the outcome could be decided quickly.

Thus began the exploration phase.

There was an exchange of hits directed at one another.

From that one move, viewers learned a lot.

Wild’s team had vastly superior capabilities.

Even though the little girl Samurai showed good physicality, it was little more than that.

As long as Wild remained the cornerstone of his team, their chances of winning appeared slim.

Everyone thought along those lines.

But then, Yeo, who was facing Wild, spoke up.

“[…My lord.]”

Her voice was largely drowned out by the heavy rainfall.

Yet the viewers realized that this small girl was calling out to Wild.

Because Wild responded.

“[Your skill… is impressive.]”

– What on earth is she saying?

– Don’t they know each other?

– ???

– Wait, are they related or something?

– LOL isn’t that the one debuting for W.S next?

“[Is it… scary..?]”

“[So…]”

As time flowed, the rain intensified.

Most of Yeo’s conversation with Wild became drowned out by it.

Viewers voiced their frustrations through chat while wishing to hear their dialogue more clearly.

At that moment, Wild suddenly displayed an enraged expression during his conversation with Yeo.

Their dialogues became clear in an instant.

The broadcast team had adjusted the sound settings to reduce the noise of the rain.

“[You crazy girl…]”

With his voice becoming clearer, a sudden outburst of profanity followed.

Viewers who didn’t understand the context saw it as Wild berating the little girl out of nowhere.

“[Aren’t you going to call me ‘big sister’ like back then?]”

– Big sister????

– ??????????

– He called her big sister?

– LOL this is too funny!

– So hilarious!

Because of that remark, curious viewers became even more bewildered by the sudden change in the scenario.

Wild and Yeo began their battle, stepping away slightly from each other on the battlefield.

Swords slashed sharply, a perfect harmony matched against each other.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

However, as time ticked on, Yeo found herself at a disadvantage.

During the exchange, she had forsaken her weapon and rolled on the ground.

Everyone thought the battle was won for Wild.

But then, a shocking piece of information flowed from the little girl’s lips, turning the tides of the battle.

“[By the way, do you all know?]”

Yeo’s question was directed at the viewers watching the game.

Naturally, the viewers began answered in chat.

Of course, Yeo couldn’t hear them.

– Yeahhhhhhhhh

– Big Sis LOL, we’re watching!

– They don’t give soft punches here?

– Show us your armpits.

– Is she some crazy girl? LOL, focus on the game!

“[Wild over there has a bit of a unique taste.]”

Yeo amplified the viewers’ curiosity while squinting her eyes at Wild with a mischievous expression.

“[Wild has a preference for calling younger girls ‘big sister’…]”

Her voice flowed as if whispering a secret to a friend.

Many viewers were stunned by that quiet revelation.

They didn’t even have time to question the claim’s authenticity.

“[You…!]”

“[You’re not going to call me big sister anymore…?]”

Wild’s face turned crimson as he glanced around.

Only then did he become aware of the viewers.

As they witnessed that, the thought crossed their minds that perhaps Yeo’s words might actually be true.

“[No, that’s totally not true! This is not real!]”

Of course, few would believe him.

– Aw, baby Wild prefers his big sister!

– Wild’s taste is so exquisite! LOL!

– I’m going to lose it!

– Aww, someone give me a big sister too…

– Yeo as big sister…

– Blood Demon King…

– Wild’s taste is quite refined!

– Is this for real? Did Wild actually have such a little sister?

– Look at how red his face is! He’s in shock! LOL!