It’s not that kind of malicious broadcast

Chapter 19 – Sigh, perhaps.

Plate armor on both arms.

Greaves on both legs.

Leather armor on the torso.

And no helmet.

Unless one thinks their opponent is far beneath their level, there’s no way they would use such a build.

Seeing the grotesque appearance typical of the so-called ‘veteran player’s look,’ Dodat clenched his teeth, believing that CravingWarmAmericano was mocking him, his viewers, and even the rogue itself, and charged in swiftly—

In just 15 seconds, he was regretting that decision.

In that time, he should have strategized one more move, run one more combat simulation.

No, even if he hadn’t done that.

He should never have clumsily rushed in and wasted his breath on an attack.

The fight had only just begun, it’s been just 15 seconds.

Switching his dagger to a reverse grip in an instant, he barely managed to block the opponent’s dagger aimed at his wrist, and he realized instinctively.

‘I can’t counterattack.’

The time spent on defense was longer than the opponent’s preparation time for the next attack. From the beginning until now, every attack had been like that.

At first, they exchanged attacks and defenses back and forth.

However, for some reason, it took slightly more time to defend against the opponent’s attacks. Like cornering prey, the rogue in front of him slowly, very slowly, stole his flow one move at a time.

Each time he defended against an attack, the time needed to defend against the next attack increased just a little. Despite successfully defending through forced rapid movements, his stamina was full, but-There was no way out without a price.

His posture kept wavering, and the character, forced into physically strenuous movements due to his body structure, was losing his stamina.

With an unprecedented focus, almost trance-like, a sudden memory of Dodat childhood days playing badminton flashed through his mind.

It was a badminton match that started at the urging of a grandfather who insisted on betting drinks.

Chasing shuttlecocks flying all day long, running around the court like a puppy, while his grandfather, taking only a step or two in the middle of the court, lightly returned the shuttlecock that he barely managed to hit over.

Eventually, with his legs giving way, falling on the floor in defeat, he whimpered and his grandfather comforted him, handing him a drink.

For some reason, trying hard to push away that memory that suddenly surfaced, he continued the fight in the realm of instinct.

As he hastily avoided a thrust to the upper left corner, a slashing attack came from the lower right corner to the upper left corner again.

He barely evaded by leaning his body greatly – there was no satisfaction in evading the attack.

The opponent seemed to push through all attacks as if there was no need to consider any counterattacks.

In the eyes of the opponent, dodat’s wavering posture seemed nothing more than a tempting prey, which pierced through him painfully, leaving him feeling despairingly raw.’Probably, from above-‘

As expected, just as he was still leaning back with only his upper body, unable to regain his balance, the opponent’s dagger came down from the above to the ground, striking him as if piercing.

However, it was a difficult attack to avoid even with anticipation. Throwing his body as if falling and stepping back hastily, the sharp flashing blade narrowly grazed his body by just a hair’s breadth.

His posture halfway crumbled-

At that moment, finally, dodat’s eyes were sparkling as he gazed at the rogue in front of him as never before.

‘Thrust. It’s a thrust.’

The attack pattern up to now. His crumbled stance. The distance opened up. In this situation, if that rogue there.

He would definitely close the distance and chain the attack with a straight-line assault. At that moment, the single opportunity that would be given only once was within reach.

As he adjusted his breathing and prepared to counterattack by timing his thrust with his right thumb starting to grip the dagger, a blade appeared before his eyes.

If his experience in VR games had been even slightly lacking, the dagger that appeared would have been so realistic that it would have evoked screams of terror.

With eyes wide open, he bent his waist at the last moment to narrowly avoid the attack, intuitively realizing that the speed at which the dagger appeared before him made it impossible for it to have been thrust.

In the midst of a duel between rogues, sacrificing the advantage of using both hands to throw a single dagger meant only one thing.

‘Next move.’

‘Even if there are three moves. Within them, do you have the confidence to finish it?’

Endure.

A short while ago, he twisted his stance again and his stamina was greatly reduced as he dodged an unexpected dagger thrown at him with sudden speed and timing, but he could endure it.

By dodging with minimal movements and enduring, he could easily defeat a rogue who had lost a weapon.

“Just a bit. Please, just 7 more seconds-!”

In Dodat’s peripheral vision, another small glint appeared as he focused intensely.

The opponent’s blade, slicing upward from below.

Gritting his teeth, he tilted his head back to dodge with minimal movement, but—

the blade still managed to graze his chin, depleting a significant chunk of his health.

Stamina insufficient.

His character was no longer able to keep up with the commands he input in reality.

If only,

If only he had a single breath to inhale deeply.

If he were given the time to pull his character back and correct his posture with a clear mind.

Then, he might be able to regain his pace.

But of course, he wasn’t given even a second to recover his stamina.

From the very first moment of their encounter to the first effective strike, every single move had been aimed at draining Dodat’s stamina.

And the climax of all that buildup was the dagger thrown a moment ago.

As Dodat dodged the dagger by bending at the waist, his fate was sealed as his breath was cut off without a doubt.

Even with the sense of impending doom, he couldn’t let go of the urgency of the battle, and in his vision, the dagger swung towards his neck as if in slow motion.

‘I need to parry! I have to parry-!’

Gripping his right fist with the intention to shatter the opponent’s equipment, he swung forcefully, but… The spectacle of the rogue’s dagger cleanly slicing his throat was something he could only witness with his eyes wide open.

As the fading avatar’s right arm belatedly moved and fluttered in disappointment, the outcome of the battle was ultimately decided.

“Rogue chief has been eliminated!”

“GetDevoured (Rogue) → Dodaep (Rogue)”

『???』

『What is this』

『No』

『???????』

『Teacher…?』

『What? Did we just lag?』

『ㅇㅇㅇㅇ He definitely blocked with my right arm but my character moved late』

『Ah- What the heck』

『This game is trash』

『I was out of stamina, what’s going on』

Confused chat messages. Even though the chat was endlessly flowing with viewers who couldn’t even properly understand the recent skirmish, it didn’t catch my eye.

-Student 1 has donated 10,000 won!-

『Teacher, you’re not holding back because she’s a female student, right?』

『Ah, lOLOLOL』

『Seriously LOLOLOL LOL』

『When did Sir Dodat figure out she’s a girl LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOL』

『Oh, she’s a girl?』

『Yeap, that’s what they said』

『Yeap, she confirmed it with her voice』

『As expected of a female PE teacher in her forties…』

『LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOLOLOL Our Sir Dodat seems weak against women.』

『Don’t even try to compete with GetDevoured-nuna, sir Dodat.』

He didn’t even have the energy to counter such nonsense. Due to his extremely tense state and vigorous movement, it was hard to breathe.

-User 1 has donated 1,000 won!-

『Grinding down a rare female gamer with gritted teeth vs. Playing along and dying tastefull』

『Shut up.』

『LOL』

『LOLOLOL』

『Dodat is too emotionally fragile, that’s the problem.』

『Just shut up, obviously LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOLOLOL.』

-SweetDoDat has donated 1,000 won!-

【The very essence of sweetness】

『Really LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOLOLOL』

『LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOL Sweetness overload LOLOLOL』

『So generous, so generous』

『As expected of a teacher… never giving up on any student…』

-DoSaengFan has donated 1,000 won!-

【Look at the sweat; I want to wipe it off】

『Get out』

『ㄴㅇ』

『You, get out』

『But, this is the first time I’ve seen the teacher sweating.』

『LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOLOLOL Are you nervous because it’s in front of a girl, teacher?』

『LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOLOLOL I… I can’t believe I’m sparring with a girl…!』

『LOLOLOL LOLOLOL LOLOLOL You’re innocent as ever, teacher.』

『Gasping for breath while disciplining a female student… Huh?

』

He struggled to catch his breath, taking long, deep breaths.

“Ah. Haa… Haa.”

『Sigh.』

『Everyone, be quiet.』

– A fan of a university student has donated 1,000 won! –

【Did you feel like you were in critical condition just because I said that?】

『I can’t stand chatting these days.』

『No no, it’s normal.』

『Normal, that japchae.』

『Seriously, how can I chat like a teacher?』

『Why are you acting like this when you usually know how to cut at the right moment?』

『??? Who said someone crossed the line?』

And then, dodat simply blurted out the thoughts that had been filling my mind a moment ago.

“Warm, americano, nim?”

“By any chance, are you accepting students?”

『????』

『Teacher?』

『??????????』

『Disciple???』

『Are you serious?』

『?????????????????????』

『Sir Dodat…???』

Dodat, breathing heavily, stared at the confused chat window. After maintaining the silence for about 10 seconds, GetDevoured finally replied.

『CravingWarmAmericano(dam0729): Am I innocent?』

TL’s Corner:

First student acquired??