Taming Master

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- Friends, have you heard of Death Spear Meta...?

“What is that…? ”

- You take the shot, you take the shot.

“ ……? ”

- All men are equal at the stake.

“That's something strange...? ”

- Oh, yeah, except for me.

Goooooo-!

A mysterious, intangible voice that flows from the darkness.

"Bamboo Spear Meta (?) ’, and the scouts became confused.

Just one.

Except Martin.

"Me, crazy. This is Ian's voice, right? ’

Unlike other rankers trapped in the Keep, Martin knows Ian very well.

Before he was a user of the same Korean server, he fought Ian for a long time.

Starting before the Horses changed, the guild in which he belonged has always been the one that confronted Lotus.

In fact, Ian's voice was like a nightmare to him.

‘Oh, shit, fuck. ’

Ian, who Martin knows, is powerful.

Of course, I don't think you can handle ten rankers, but the problem was the situation.

Ian was a man who never walked into a losing battle, and now they are in the plank that Ian laid down. This is a very dark situation.

- It doesn't matter if it's white or 500 or 1,000.

“ ……? ”

- It's all a fair fight in front of the Death Spear.

“What the……. ”

In Ian's subsequent eulogy, one of the rankers seems absurd.

Among the ten rankers in this room, the other rankers, except Martin, are not afraid of Ian's voice at all.

At first, the door slammed shut and I was embarrassed, but now I can see the situation board of the fortress floating in one corner of my vision.

- Node H.

Faction Affiliation: Heavenly Army

Stronghold Grade: D-

Defense Tower: 0

Defense Force: 1

The number of defensive towers and the number of defensive forces that come to mind.

Because of this, rankers in the horse camp were able to look around for Ian with a relaxed look on their faces.

“Where are you, friend? Don't hide like a coward. Come out quickly. I want you to take a look at that piece of meat. ”

One of the rankers shouts out into the darkness.

The rankers are guarding their positions now, because they have to defend their ranks.

If it weren't for that, it would have been scattered to the interior of the fortress to find Ian.

- Hehe, if you're not afraid of the spear, you might as well look me up.

With Ian's constant struggle, the patience of rankers has finally reached its limit.

“Commander, give the order. ”

“We don't have time for this, Captain. We need to find him, kill him, and flag him. ”

And in the stories of the crew, Captain Cargo nods.

Even though it smelled like a trap, there was no reason to waste any more time in the position of the scout commander, since it was just one enemy.

“All scouts move inside the fort. Some look for him, some move to the flag point. ”

And as soon as the words drop, the rankers start leaping into the keep as if they were waiting.

The moment the command came, the ranks were frozen within this fortress, and everyone was filled with the thought of casting a flag.

All rankers except Martin had the same idea.

‘There's only one psychopath, the enemy. If he shows up with a flag in his hand, that's when we kill him. ’

‘Even if we are attacked, we are feverish and there is only one of us. It's not like he's going to die in one blow. We'll just have to respond then. ’

And seeing everyone moving to the flag point, Cargo also did not stop them.

Once you start placing flags, you'll have no choice but to reveal the man who was hiding.

We decided that it would be more efficient to kill him when he appeared rather than wandering around looking for him.

"Hehe, you fool. I think you did this to buy time, but unfortunately, I don't want to play with you. ’

Whether he thought he'd won the psychological battle or followed the crew with a satisfied look.

However, it didn't take long for the satisfied expression to burn black.

Whoo-hoo!

It was because a mysterious sword suddenly appeared in the darkness, stuck in his back.

- You took heavy damage from Ian, the warrior of the Heavenly Military Faction!

- HP reduced by 24,974!

- I'm out of life.

- We're off the battlefield for the next five minutes.

Cargo, the scout leader of the horse camp, leaves the battlefield without making a sound.

* * *

“Khh, you too. You, too! ”

“…… Captain, is this the time to be amazed? ”

“There's no time to be amazed, Kim Joom. ”

“ ……. ”

“Isn't that ambassador too cool? ”

“Not really.”

“One for you, one for you! Ian's death spear is fair to everyone! ”

“Phew……. My Team Leader must have finally lost his mind. ”

Director Kim and I of the planning team who watched Ian's personal video in the monitoring room.

They actually took action against Ian, the content destroyer (?), but was recently in spectacular mode to observe Ian's performance.

At first, Kim, who only took a deep breath, eventually became assimilated with Nazi Chan.

“Wow, what just happened, sir? ”

“What's going on? Rye triggered a dark desiccation, swiftly approached the Horseman's rear, and Ian used a space distortion to reposition it. ”

“Ah……. ”

“Surprisingly, the average casting was already beginning before the location change. ”

“Oh, is that even possible? ”

“I didn't know, but now I can. ”

“ ……. ”

“I don't even know why he died, really, if he did that. ”

“Khh, that's Ian Godt! ”

Two men marveling at Ian's dispatch of a formidable warrior horseman NPC.

In particular, Najchan was genuinely impressed with Ian's play, as if he had forgotten the role of the promoter.

But it wasn't because Najchan really forgot who the planner was.

Rather, Najchan's expression was comfortable for the opposite reason.

‘Ha, I can see you've already graduated from the warrior village at this point. As expected, Ian is Ian. ’

Obviously, Ian was destroying the valance of the warrior village with a barge.

At this point, Najchan saw that Ian was twice as strong as the other rankers.

But fortunately, this was now a "village of warriors."

‘It's better. If we can get Ian, the monster, to graduate quickly, we can rebalance the valley of the warriors. ’

The strength of a warrior village is limited in a warrior village.

Of course, your achievements in the village of warriors have affected you since graduation, but that's not enough to break the balance as it is now.

Ian's Bamboo Spear (?) No matter how powerful it is, it's useless.

Ian has an item called the Shining Dimensional Magic Stone that allows him to leave the town with a Warrior item, but even if he uses it, he cannot leave with the legendary weapon.

No, more precisely, there wouldn't have been a chance to use it on that nuclear club.

In the beginning, the concept of "Legendary Weapon" was an item that existed to defeat a dimensional Giant, and after defeating a dimensional Giant, it was supposed to be "bound" to the Heavenly Military Faction.

‘Well, I'll carry around a set of Celestial Dragon Warriors...' At least it's not valvulture level. ’

Najchan, who drew the scenario that would follow in his mind, breathed a sigh of relief without his knowledge.

If Ian thinks he's getting that nuclear club out of the village of warriors, it can't be any more embarrassing than that.

‘Come on, Ian. Jump for more fun. I want you out of the warrior village as soon as possible. ’

Najchan prayed to Ian sincerely and truly.

Torturing Good Warriors (? I hope the exotic species quickly leaves the beautiful canyon.

* * *

Everyone has‘ reason ’, but in general it is often dominated by emotion.

So were the Horseman Rankers entering H Node.

Though reason was clearly not, they were all gathered at the Flag Node.

Despite the sudden ‘mystery’ of Cargo, the scout commander gathered around the flag to install the flag.

It didn't even have a ‘Flag Watcher’ buff, so it took almost five minutes to install it, but not one or two people and ten people are installing the flag as if they were in competition.

‘Calm down, Martin. Over 1,000 Contribution Points. Ian will come for sure, but not just me. ’

Based on Elite Soldiers, the Neutral Zone Flag installation had 360 Contribution Points, and the Enemy Faction Flag installation gave 1,080 Contribution Points, three times that.

And a thousand Contribution Points is a level of Contribution Points that are hard to come by while playing in the flag battlefield.

The Neutral Zone used to be a good place for users to plant flags, but it was usually a general of both factions to flag the enemy factions.

Obviously, the scout had an opportunity from God.

Even Martin, who had experienced Ian so many times, had no choice but to pull out the flag as if he had been enticed by something.

Whoo-hoo!

- Place a flag at the Node of the Heavenly Military Faction and the Flag Point on the H Node.

- Current progress: 27.35 percent.

- While the flag is being installed, you cannot move in place. (Flag deployment stops when you move in place and progress is reduced by 10 percent.)

- Current progress: 27.95 percent.

- Current progress: 28.22 percent.

…… Snapshot……

Watching the progress going up gradually, Martin prayed.

‘Oh, please……! You may die, so please eat your Contribution Points and let me die! ’

Even if Ian dies and is out for 5 minutes, Martin feels like he can only earn a huge Contribution Point of 1,000.

And when Ian didn't show up until the progress had reached 60 percent through the temple, the happy circuit that filled Martin's head began to spin more fiercely.

- Current progress: 59.25 percent.

- Current progress: 64.77 percent

……

‘Just a little more. Just a little more...! ’

We don't know why Ian hasn't shown up yet, but it didn't matter.

All Martin needs now is a Flag Contribution Point!

Even Martin, when Ian showed up to compete with other competitors (?).

‘Yes, Ian Gods and I had a bit of a grudge, but wouldn't he attack me the most later, as a Korean user? ’

Martin's incredible imagination starts writing fantasy novels beyond the circuit of happiness!

And by the time Martin's progress had reached more than 70 percent, he was finally screaming at the flag point (?) began to spread.

“Khhhhh!”

- Scout, Philips is down!

“Ugh!”

- Scout, user Leewin is dead!

“Ugh... ”

- The scout, the ‘Bass’ user...

One or both of his comrades are starting to die, but Martin never takes his hands off the flag once.

Now that I've come too far to let go of my hand.

"Just 30 seconds! Just 30 seconds...!" ’

As soon as you take your hands off the flag, you'll be 10 percent less progress towards 90 percent.

Moreover, since I wasn't confident enough to defeat Ian, I have no reason to look back.

‘Yes, I'm negotiating with Ian. Once the flag is placed, kill me. He can set up a flag immediately so he can eat Contribution Points again. There's no reason to refuse. ’

Martin worked his way up to the bald end of his plan and continued to install the flag, noticing Ian.

And Ian's sword was pointed right at him.

Martin takes his hands off the flag and starts negotiations with Ian.

There was no competitor left anyway, so there was no problem with 10 percent progress dropping.

“Now, wait a minute. Ian. Put the sword down and listen to me. ”

And Ian, who had checked Martin's face, became an interesting face.

He was also aware of it.

“Oh, look who it is. You must be Martin of the Hoang Guild. ”

Martin then began the deal he had in mind for Ian.

I thought Ian had no reason to refuse.

“…… so if we do this, we're all win-wins, right? ”

“Hmm.”

“No. After all, you're the one who benefits the most, aren't you? Raise Kill Points to Kill Points and Contribution Points to Contribution Points. ”

When Martin finished, he was sure Ian had moved on.

If he just dies here, Ian won't have a chance to take his Flag Contribution Points.

I'm sure he'll wait until he finishes planting the flag.

But there was one variable that Martin did not think of.

“It was a reasonable deal, Martin. ”

“ ……? ”

“Unfortunately... negotiations are lacking. ”

After speaking, Ian rushes towards Martin.

And Martin surrendered himself to the stakes without even trying to react to Ian's behavior.

“Cough...! ”

- You took heavy damage from Ian, the warrior of the Heavenly Military Faction!

- HP reduced by 25,435!

- I'm out of life.

- For the next five minutes, we're off the battlefield.

Martin's face turned black with his eyes wide open, unbelievable.

At him, Ian whispered in a loud voice.

“I'm not really interested in Contribution Points. ”