The Game of a Legendary Genius Dark Mage-Chapter 402
3.
By the time exactly one hour had passed, Seong had reached the 85th floor, and the one hot on his heels, unexpectedly, was Luna’s party.
Luna’s party had reached the 84th floor, and Kyou’s party and Embris’s party had managed to reach the 83rd floor.
If you considered only individual combat power, you could say Kyou’s party was the strongest. Even so, Luna’s party was no pushover.
Of course, the leader Luna was Almighty grade, and the other three were Legendary grade as well, but even so, a huge part of it was how perfectly in sync they were.
That in itself was proof that Luna’s command ability was outstanding.
At any rate, when one hour had passed, everyone stopped where they were.
Seong was no exception.
They had agreed on this in advance.
“We said one hour in the morning, three hours in the afternoon.”
They thought a rest in the middle was necessary.
Besides, their plan had been to do a short one like a promo in the morning and go a bit longer in the afternoon, so that was why everyone came to a halt.
Naturally, when all the teams stopped, the viewers were puzzled.
-??????
-Oh no, surely not??????
-Is the stream ending?????????
-Ah T_T T_T please T_T T_T
-Please don’t do that T_T T_T
-Is this for real?
-Is it really ending?????
The viewers were talking like they had all expected it already, but it was indeed Rapid’s fault that they hadn’t told the viewers in advance.
Still, it wasn’t a full shutdown of the stream.
Seong checked the current viewer count.
[Current Viewers—49,321,798●]
“It really is a lot.”
Viewers close to the population of Korea.
Naturally, there were a great many foreign viewers.
Anyway, Seong and the other three were streaming on Korea time, so they hadn’t expected this many to come in from abroad.
It did better than expected, and Seong quite liked that.
In any case, it was time to speak. They needed to rest too, didn’t they.
Of course—
“I mean, I’m pretty free, but......”
Seong himself did have plenty left in the tank.
But not everyone was like that. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
The backup teams looked fairly fine as well, but rest was still absolutely necessary.
A broadcast done for hours on end, over and over, ends up tiring out the viewers too.
However, if you keep it this short, the odds of the viewers piling in will keep going up.
Because they won’t know when the next stream might be.
Just as Seong was thinking that and about to speak, Mihael stepped up and said, “Aah, everyone, sorry, but we’ll stop here for now.”
When Mihael said that—
-T_T T_T T_T T_T T_T T_T T_T
-Ah it really must be over T_T T_T T_T
-It was too short T_T T_T T_T
-This isn’t right T_T T_T T_T T_T
Koreans and non-Koreans alike were voicing their disappointment in the chat.
Mihael looked at them and, eyes gleaming, said, “Hoo hoo hoo, but would you believe it if I told you we have another stream this afternoon!?”
When he said that to the viewers—
-What!?
-Afternoon stream!?
-It’s already afternoon here, can’t you just keep going????
-Pleaseee T_T T_T
-Still, thank goodness there’s an afternoon stream.
-Well, they do need a break in between.
The viewers’ reactions started to split half and half.
The positive camp saying “having one at all is great,” and the whining camp asking if they couldn’t just keep going.
Either way, both were things that happened because they liked Seong.
Mihael began to calmly wrap it up.
There wasn’t any need to give a long explanation about the break in the middle in the first place.
So he explained briefly. “For now, we’ll keep doing a short stream like this in the mornings, and in the afternoons we’ll go for at least three hours. In the middle we’ve gotta eat, and eh? we gotta do everything!!!”
Some people burst out laughing at Mihael’s mock-impression tone, and even foreigners who didn’t really get it started laughing at the intonation and gestures.
Seeing that the reaction was quite favorable, Mihael called the end of the stream. “Then we’ll see you again this afternoon.”
And beside Mihael, Lowell and Noar, and Seong came up to give their farewells.
“See you later.”
“Th-thank you.”
“See you later.”
In particular, Seong’s final farewell set the chat off.
In any case, Seong didn’t particularly dwell on it and stepped out with a slight smile.
When the live broadcast ended like that, Mihael, who had been quite tense up to now, let out a sigh of relief. “Haaaah. Wrapped up well.”
“Right? You did great. Thank you.”
“Oh, what did we even do......”
“Seriously. We didn’t do anything......”
“We just... did some commentary......”
When Mihael, Lowell, and Noar answered dejectedly like that, Seong said no, that wasn’t true. “No. You were really helpful. If I’d been streaming alone, I would’ve just been showing myself clearing nonstop without saying anything day and night, but because you were there, I don’t think it was boring.”
“......!!!”
“......!”
“......!!!”
All three looked at Seong, moved by his response.
Frankly speaking, it was true that Seong had done all the fighting.
Even so, to speak like this—what a warm person.
Unlike the epithet “Demon King,” all three were moved, and Seong grinned.
He hadn’t summoned his vassals, but given how they were reacting, they felt like vassals.
Thinking that, Seong raised a hand and said, “Then we’ll see you after lunch.”
When Seong said that, all three nodded that they understood, and after moving from the 85th-floor entrance to the party’s hideout, each of them logged out.
Judging by the streams, the other backup teams had also wrapped up their streams like that, and Seong logged out as well.
[Eternal World will be waiting for you.]
4.
“Phew.”
When Seong came out like that, Lee Geon-dong tossed him a water bottle as if to say good work, and Seong took it with a grin.
“Thanks.”
When Seong thanked him like that, Lee Geon-dong tilted his head at Seong’s appearance, looking puzzled. “You’re not even sweaty?”
Up to now, he could accept it because he’d been taking it easy to match Mihael’s party, but now Seong should have gone pretty close to full power, and yet he wasn’t even sweating, which puzzled him.
Other rankers or skilled players, when they focus and hunt and then come out, sometimes are drenched in sweat, but Seong wasn’t like that.
Hearing that from Lee Geon-dong, Seong looked at him as if to ask what he meant.
Curious, Lee Geon-dong asked back, “That wasn’t your full power?”
“Hmmm, even when I go all out, I don’t get drenched in sweat in the first place.”
“Really??? Huh. I guess there are cases like that.”
Answering like he found it fascinating, Lee Geon-dong watched as Seong thought inwardly, “Is it thanks to the spirits’ memories?”
Even when he went all out, he tended to be soaked more in fatigue ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) than in sweat, so he let it go at that.
Whether it was because of ghosts or his constitution, there had to be something.
He didn’t think it was a big deal and moved on, and Lee Geon-dong asked Seong, “What do you want to do about food?”
“Hmm.”
Since they had another stream later, he didn’t want the hassle of cooking.
Seong answered, “Let’s eat out.”
“Nice, I like it. Menu—how about the set-meal place in front of the house?”
“Mm.”
At that, Seong thought for a moment and checked the time.
It was still a bit early for lunch, 11:30, but precisely because of that he figured there wouldn’t be many people at the set-meal place, so he nodded that it sounded good.
When Seong agreed, Lee Geon-dong and Seong didn’t bother to get ready to go out separately; wearing what they had on, they shuffled outside in their slippers.
Even dressed like that, Seong looked strikingly handsome as they stepped out of the house, and Lee Geon-dong clicked his tongue. “Tsk.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m jealous, punk.”
“???”
He wondered why the hell the guy was acting like that all of a sudden, but he just let it go.
It wasn’t like this was the first or second time.
Thinking that, Seong let it slide, and since it really was a set-meal place right in front of the house, they arrived before long.
When the two of them walked in—
“Wowma? A handsome young man came in! Two of you?”
“Yes. Two.”
“Oh my, even the voice is handsome~ Sit wherever you like~”
With the restaurant lady chuckling like that and heading to the kitchen, Lee Geon-dong sat at a comfortable spot with a look that said of course she would.
This set-meal place had a small variety of side dishes, but the main dishes came out quite generous and in big portions.
That was why he’d brought Seong.
“They don’t have that many basic sides here, but the main is no joke.”
“Oh yeah?”
Seong answered absentmindedly like that.
Before long, when stir-fried pork and wrap vegetables came out, along with all sorts of side dishes, grilled fish, grilled deodeok, and even sea urchin miyeokguk, Seong’s eyes went wide.
It’s not that the sides are few?
Looking at Lee Geon-dong with exactly that expression, he was looking back at Seong with an odd expression—like he was truly aggrieved and resentful, yet happy at how plentiful the side dishes and dishes were.
“......What’s with you?”
“......Jealous, punk.”
Finding Lee Geon-dong incomprehensible, Seong gave a small laugh and started eating.
Seong couldn’t know how it had been served here before.
As they ate, Lee Geon-dong and Seong started a sort of meeting that wasn’t a meeting. “Then you’ll probably clear to the 90th floor today?”
“Hmmm, I think so? Still, they say the difficulty jumps every five floors. So I’m not sure.”
“Even so, you’ll reach the deepest part within three days?”
“Right, that’s when it matters most.”
Competing with the backup teams was a secondary piece of content.
Hunting the Lords was the real appeal of this content.
The backup teams and even Mihael’s party had heard that, so they were preparing as much as they could.
Mihael’s party was still weak, but Seong had taught them a bit about how to handle it.
Especially since Mihael was Legendary grade, he had even taught him how to awaken his Secret Art.
So they were hoping there would be results within three days.
In any case—
“Until we get to the main content, it looks like you’re going to win.”
“Well, that’s only natural.”
“......It’s true, but you’re kind of annoying.”
“What, it’s just the truth.”
When Seong bantered like that, Lee Geon-dong gave a small laugh and nodded as if in agreement.
As they ate and chatted about this and that, before they knew it they had almost finished their meal, and time had flown by.
They hadn’t said when the afternoon stream would be, so there was no rush.
They had come around 11:30, and before they knew it the time had passed into the bustling noon hour.
When the two finished eating, they stood and spoke to the lady. “We’ll pay, please.”
“Oh, yes yes.”
When they paid the regular set-meal price, there was no extra charge, which surprised Seong a bit, and he said, “Ah, thank you. That was great.”
“Seriously.”
“Oh my! If a handsome man eats well, we should be the ones thanking you~”
“We’ll come again.”
As Seong and Lee Geon-dong said their goodbyes and left, the owner of the set-meal place watched the two go with some regret, but they didn’t pay it much mind and stepped out.
After that, Seong and Lee Geon-dong went to a nearby café, had a drink while chatting a bit more, and then headed back.
