Chapter 12

EP.12 At the End of Yellow, Shouting Summer

The embers of the furnace, which had not stopped for a single moment over the past thousand years, were fading.

The city of iron now only emitted a pungent smell of blood.

The sounds of clashing weapons gradually lost their momentum.

What remained was a path of blood made of the bodies of the small giants.

The chieftain, who had braided his beard down to his chest, had continued to charge across the battlefield with a hammer as tall as himself, but he finally knelt, unable to break through the shields led by the warriors who had grown up in the desert.

The chieftain gathered his last remaining strength and threw the hammer far.

Like a javelin, the hammer pierced through the desert army and finally exploded, creating a large hole.

However, the rain of arrows that fell upon the chieftain took his life in one fell swoop.

And just before he lost his strength, he turned back without thinking.

We had boasted that as long as the God of Iron protected us, we would never be defeated.

Now, how could we face the human heroes who had sided with the dwarves?

The human woman who had supported him until the end was sobbing uncontrollably.

Her beauty, which transcended the concept of species, could almost be described as the descent of a goddess.

It was thanks to this woman that he had managed to hold on, even though he should have fallen long ago.

Every time he was about to lose his strength, the surge of life force she provided had allowed him to sweep away hundreds of enemy soldiers, including the 'hero' who had sided with the desert nation.

But now, it was truly the limit.

His mind, more exhausted than his body, was gradually drifting away.

God of Iron, if you are still watching over us, I have one request.

We may have been defeated, but it was not because of our shortcomings, but because of the human heroes who followed us.

So—please, grant them your grace.

The last warrior of the dwarves closed his eyes like that.

The hero of the desert nation passed by him.

As if to show disdain for the dwarves who revered iron, he wore no armor.

Though he was clearly human, his skin was pale and blue, like a corpse.

His hair, cut short, was a vivid pink in stark contrast.

The man, walking slowly, spoke to the priest who had sided with the dwarves.

[ Chat has been activated.

InfiniteTrainViewer: I have a wonderful suggestion.

PeaceForAll: What are you doing, not attacking the core? You're a noob.

EndIsNigh: Is everyone else dead except this guy?

Scribner: The chieftain's last stand is intense.

InfiniteTrainViewer: Why don't you become a warrior?

19990608: Just end it, damn it.

OneTwoPunch: Why is he acting like this?

EndIsNigh: Ever since he got wrecked in close combat by that priest.

InfiniteTrainViewer: Do you know why you're losing? Because you're a priest! Not a warrior!

Scribner: If it weren't for that priest, it would have been a 15-minute game, noob.

InfiniteTrainViewer: I saw your record! Yellow 4, 0 points!!!

TellMeYourName: Was it a priest's ranking match? Haha.

Teenager: Why so many exclamation marks?

Scribner: Is this a failed work?

EndIsNigh: The noob is ruining the game.

Esder: Priest, if you've refilled your health, block the core quickly.

Saint: I'm going.

InfiniteTrainViewer: Oh.

InfiniteTrainViewer: Not giving up?

TellMeYourName: No, it's not too late, just attack the core.

InfiniteTrainViewer: A wonderful gamble! You're definitely becoming a warrior! ]

And a moment later.

[ EndIsNigh: What the hell, is this a priest? He's fighting so well.

RKFRKFRNFRKf: No, is this a secondary character? Can you block punches in this game?

19990608: But why is he a priest and not a warrior?

PeaceForAll: But you won, right? Why did you do that, noob? Tell us the reason, damn it.

InfiniteTrainViewer: ...

TellMeYourName: No, no, no, just attack the core. Stop leaving 1:1 battles and ugh, mom.

Esder: It's already too late, isn't it? You're dead by the time you say that.

ChatBlocked: Hahaha, you won this? Hahaha.

Dsaider: Thief build.

OneTwoPunch: What? Look at your noob kill/death ratio.

Dsaider: You lost to that noob thief, didn't you?

Dsaider: Don't be too upset, haha. It's natural.

Esder: Priest, if you've refilled your health, block the core quickly.

Saint: I'm going.

InfiniteTrainViewer: Oh.

InfiniteTrainViewer: Not giving up?

TellMeYourName: No, it's not too late, just attack the core.

InfiniteTrainViewer: A wonderful gamble! You're definitely becoming a warrior! ]

And a moment later.

[ The Red Team core has been destroyed.

The game has ended.

The desert nation 'Nile' has been defeated.

The victorious dwarves will celebrate with a festival tonight. ]

***

The game was over,

but instead of my score going down, it went up.

How long has it been since my last victory...?

[ 24 consecutive losses Hahaha, first win Hahaha. ]

[ Wasn't it a failed work? ]

[ Ah, I thought you were an old man who came in with one arrow. ]

[ If I had lost one more game, I would have really been Green 1. ]

[ Is my MMR going up? It's up by 11 points, Hahaha. ]

[ Isn't the opposing warrior abusing the game? This is ridiculous, Hahaha. ]

[ Why don't you turn on your mic? Why don't you turn on your mic? Why don't you turn on your mic? Why don't you turn on your mic? Why don't you turn on your mic? Why don't you turn on your mic? Why don't you turn on your mic? ]

[ That's because you were so focused. ]

[ Is your mic off? ]

"Ah, I must have been too focused. We finally won..."

[ Nuna... ]

[ Finally, you're free from that typing practice. ]

[ Is there a streamer who only types 'meemilkkotphilmureop' for an hour every time they lose? ]

[ The summer sun is still high in the sky, but the board is already set for the next game. ]

[ The scorching sun in the field, where the exhibition is laid out, is roasting my back. ]

[ Don't memorize it, Hahaha. ]

[ The room leader is so cute when she struggles with typing. ]

[ She's also good at being melancholic, Hahaha. ]

[ The fun thing is, as my typing speed increases, my game skills also improve, Hahaha. ]

[ What kind of training method is this? ]

[ It must be from Korea, right? ]

[ Oh. ]

[ Priest carry acknowledged. ]

[ 12/3/6? Is there a priest with more kills than assists? ]

[ If you're going to do that, why not just go with a blunt weapon warrior build from the start? ]

[ What the hell are you doing, room leader? ]

[ What the hell, where is the mouse going, room leader? ]

[ Hey, stop it! ]

[ Hey, stop messing around and play another round of Rethe. ]

"Summer sun..."

[ C/C/C/C/C/C/C/C/C/C ]

[ Teachers, are you going to hate summer? Is that normal? ]

[ Beep, Yes, it's normal. ]

[ Why more training even though we won? Hahaha. ]

[ I'm about to lose my mind, I'm about to lose my mind, I'm about to lose my mind, I'm about to lose my mind, I'm about to go to lunch, I'm about to go to lunch, I'm about to go to lunch, I'm about to go to lunch, I'm about to go to lunch. ]

[ I'll go out for lunch. ]

[ Can I come back in an hour? ]

[ I can't do it, guys, give me some courage. ]

[ If you can't take it, just leave, Hahaha. ]

[ Even if you do this, you won't leave? Even if you do this, you won't leave? Even if you do this, you won't leave? Even if you do this, you won't leave? Even if you do this, you won't leave? Even if you do this, you won't leave? ]

[ Huh, Nuna's voice will only be heard by me, Huh, Nuna's voice will only be heard by me, Huh, Nuna's voice will only be heard by me. ]

[ Spending the precious time of my youth watching someone else type... ]

[ Do you hate it? ]

[ I actually like it. ]

"Boil, boil, boil... Ugh."

[ Is this the magic zone, Hahaha? ]

[ Much faster than the first time... ]

[ Still around 150 characters, Hahaha. ]

[ What happened to the room leader's tournament? ]

[ What tournament? ]

[ Three days ago, the paladin came and asked if you wanted to participate in the streamer tournament, which starts next week. ]

[ Did you say you would do it or not? ]

[ You said you would do it later because you need to practice typing. ]

[ Mmm... Mmm... Mmm... Mmm... Mmm... ]

[ The paladin said he would contact you separately, but I don't know what happened after that. ]

[ You're not on the list of participating streamers. Are you not doing it? ]

[ Can someone ask Dene? The room leader only looks at the chat when she's typing. ]

[ I'll ask, GD. ]

『 Viewer: I have a question. You received a 1,000 won donation!

Do you plan to participate in the tournament? 』

" Tournament? What tournament? "

『 Viewer: I have a question. You received a 1,000 won donation!

The second streamer tournament, remember? 』

" What was that again? "

『 Viewer: I have a question. You received a 1,000 won donation!

You're not senile, are you? 』

" Uh... I don't know... Just a moment. I'll finish this. "

『 Viewer: I have a question. You received 10,000 won donation!

What do you mean you don't know? Hurry up and answer. 』

" Ah. That one. "

[ Ah, that one, Hahaha. ]

[ Indeed, the world is capitalist. ]

[ Good job... ]

[ Can you talk to Nuna with money? Damn, where's my card? ]

[ Look at that nickname. ]

[ But... the word 'question' is too provocative... ]

[ Do you do this to other female streamers? ]

[ You might get sued for sexual harassment. ]

[ The room leader is cool and accepts most things. ]

[ Is she an angel? ]

[ She's a saint. ]

[ Nuna... Saint Nuna... Mama... ]

[ Don't underestimate the room leader. ]

[ The Rethe chat logs before the mic was on are much worse. ]

[ If you bring them up, the room leader can't say anything. ]

[ Really? What's so bad? ]

[ If you have a fantasy about the room leader, don't look. ]

[ The room leader is human, after all. ]

[ I don't know what it is, but she's better than those who pretend to be innocent. ]

[ No, the room leader should at least pretend to be innocent. ]

[ Hahaha. ]

[ So, she doesn't say those things after turning on the mic. ]

[ Are you saying that out loud? Do you want to destroy the room leader socially? ]

[ What's so bad? I want to know too. ]

[ Nuna's distorted sexual desire... Even a normal man would be shocked... ]

[ Dark room leader... ]

[ Why is the room leader so quiet? ]

[ It's just a small streamer, Saint Nuna... ]

[ There's no one else like this named player, Haha. I want to see the room leader suffer a bit. ]

[ Can someone donate to make this stubborn person move? The only things that make her move are Rethe and money. ]

[ Money-loving sister, Huh. ]

[ I'll do it. ]

『 Viewer: I have a question. You received a 1,000 won donation!

How much? How much is enough? 』

" How much...?"

『 Viewer: I have a question. You received a 1,000 won donation!

How much will you participate in the tournament for? 』

" I don't really understand what you mean. "

[ Again, again, again, this easy person is starting again. ]

[ Trying to ask this demon with just 1,000 won, ㅇㅇ is wrong, ㅇㅇ. ]

[ 'I don't understand' means 'bring more money.' ]

[ She knows how to handle the audience, Hahaha. ]

[ Nuna will do anything for money... ]

[ Hey. ]

[ Don't cross the line, 10th viewer. ]

『 Viewer: I have a question. You received a 10,000 won donation!

Please do it. I'll be your slave in this world. 』

" My form has dropped a lot recently. If I participate, I'll just be a burden to my teammates. "

『 SekaiIchiBang: I have a question. You received a 10,000 won donation!

Let's go. 』

" It's not that it's annoying... I just feel a bit hesitant... "

『 SekaiIchiBang: I have a question. You received a 10,000 won donation!

The first-place team gets 70 million won. If you divide it among 7 members, including the coach, it's 10 million won per person. Are you not going to do it? 』

" Why are you telling me this now? "

Author's Note (Author's Postscript)

This is my first time writing a live stream story, and it's really beneficial to be able to resolve the descriptions and situations through chat and donations.

In that sense, I tried to include a lot of chat.

The next episode might come out soon... or it might not.

Thank you for reading.