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Cerberus was defeated, and Luche finished off the last remaining berserker.

He was soone I'd held off for a long ti. While Luche might not have been in perfect condition, he was likely not a difficult opponent to handle.

It was fine as long as I was still alive.

Anyway, with the giant berserker fallen, the match ended.

The scene of the Mirror Labyrinth began to blur, and the visibility faded to black.

[Victory achieved.]

[You will be automatically exited from the battlefield shortly.]

The waiting room before the next match.

The mood within our team was good.

It was only natural.

Although Cerberus turned out to be stronger than expected, who didn’t know he would be a tough opponent?

In fact, it felt hopeful that our team was handling AT’s other mbers decently.

Thanks to that, the overall feedback was upbeat.

Whether it was the coach or the manager, they were focused on encouraging the team, and the filming staff road around with ease.

When Hekate went to find snacks, I asked for one as well.

“What do you want? A snack?”

“Hmm… I’m not too into snacks, just give a yogurt.”

I chose a small plain yogurt.

I had eaten a hearty breakfast earlier, so I wanted sothing light to top off my al.

No worries about any issues, and it was refreshing with a strong flavor.

But it wouldn’t open easily.

Well, sotis these things happen, right?

The packaging was particularly sturdy this ti.

The plastic lid wouldn’t budge.

So, I must’ve used too much force.

Suddenly, it tore open, and a bit of yogurt splashed onto my face.

“Ah.”

“Hey, be careful. Did it get on your clothes? Want to get you a wet wipe?”

“No, it’s fine. I think it’s okay.”

It didn’t seem like much had splashed.

I wiped the yogurt off my face with my finger.

Since I had washed my hands earlier, it should be fine.

I cleaned it up nicely, and then didn’t forget to lick the lid clean where yogurt had stuck.

In Korea, licking the lid of yogurt has long been seen as a traditional practice, and not doing so was frowned upon.

But, I had lived long enough to survive the daily grind.

I successfully cleaned the silver plastic until it was completely visible, licking it clean.

Oddly enough, it even tasted better this way.

After finishing, one of the filming staff gave a thumbs-up.

When had they started filming? Was this sothing they fild too?

Well, I guess it must have been a complint, so I returned the thumbs-up with a bit of a dazed expression.

“As much as possible, don’t engage with Ga-wol directly…”

“In the last match, Nesis was effectively cut off…”

“Everyone’s performing well, but there’s just one thing I wish to ntion…”

The mood was good, but that didn’t an we could slack off.

Even in such a relaxed atmosphere, feedback continued steadily.

The short break before the second set began.

Every team cherished this ti.

Sigma’s waiting room had a relatively loose atmosphere, but the losing team couldn’t afford to be that casual.

Especially AT, a team that had reigned as a powerhouse for a long ti.

Having lost the first set, a serious atmosphere settled over them.

Coaches stood calmly in the center of the players, speaking.

“As much as possible, avoid direct combat with Ga-wol. If it’s unavoidable, two of you should handle him together.”

“Sigma will likely invest at least two players to mark Cerberus. It’s not over-investnt.”

“We have a huge advantage. If we can control Ga-wol properly…”

The feedback might have seed a bit stiff.

But this was the privilege of long-standing powerhouse teams.

Unlike Sigma’s players, AT’s mbers were veterans who had been through nurous big stages.

A single loss wouldn’t break their ntal fortitude.

Unlike other teams that would focus only on encouragent due to concerns over their players’ burden, AT could still provide cool-headed feedback in this mont.

Since it was only the end of the first set, it was still possible.

The most discussed topic, of course, was Ga-wol.

It wasn’t that they thought too optimistically, but no one had expected Cerberus to be pushed this hard.

With the worst-case scenario now in mind, they needed to rethink their strategy.

They had completely given up on facing him one-on-one.

The players quickly exchanged their thoughts.

“Don’t try physical-based moves against his sword. You need to create an unavoidable position.”

“That’s why the monster hunter was brought out, right? But the results weren’t great.”

“The battlefield was Aspectrium, and the engagent position was too unfavorable. It’s worth trying again.”

“What about an ice mage? They’ve worked well in the IKL before. We’ve already prepared one.”

“That’s a good idea. Depending on the battlefield and rules, we can consider using them actively.”

For top teams in the league, analyzing the opponent’s physical abilities is standard practice.

Ga-wol, who handled assassins, was an impressive physical specin, but when facing swordsn, his skill reached a level of awe.

The signs of his focus were often displayed unexpectedly at extre levels.

Until the semifinals, he had shown weaknesses in his vision or tactical judgnts.

But after watching the first set, their mindset changed.

“I don’t know what changes happened emotionally after the semifinals, but we need to raise the level of vigilance…”

In one corner of the waiting room, Cerberus was deep in thought.

In his mind, the image of Ga-wol’s sword kept replaying.

The path was slowly becoming clearer.

Though it was a long and treacherous road, it was no longer hidden in the fog.

The determination to catch up was visible in his eyes.

《 Now, the World Championship Final. The second set is being prepared. 》

《 Sigma eSports leads 1:0 in a pleasant situation. 》

《 The first match was a shocking result that wouldn’t be out of place in a dream for AT’s fans. 》

《 Overall, the match was close, but Ga-wol’s overwhelming physical strength remains an unsolved puzzle. 》

《 The cara is catching it now. Sigma’s players are preparing to enter. 》

They’re saying good things.

If I heard that while entering, I’d probably feel embarrassed.

As I passed through the long hallway, the cara crew stopped in front of .

It was the sa staff that had fild eating yogurt earlier.

The man holding the heavy cara smiled and said sothing to .

Sadly, my English was still lacking.

Thankfully, Hekate was beside .

Eewoni, who had been listening, chuckled and poked in the side.

“They want you to provoke the opposing team.”

“Provoke? How?”

“I don’t know. You’re good at that kind of thing. Maybe stick out your tongue or sothing.”

“Well, if they want it, I’ll do it.”

The image people had of Ga-wol was still that of a troublemaker.

Though it had been sowhat diluted by my swordplay, for fans calling themselves ‘early fans,’ provocations and teabagging were still seen as my trademark.

Now, I knew that well, so I was happy to oblige to such requests.

I made a gesture with my thumb across my neck.

Then, I tilted my head and stuck my tongue out slightly.

It was a classic provocation, but I hadn’t anticipated one thing.

“Hey, your tongue is white. What did you eat?”

“Yogurt. Wait, I’ll do it again.”

I had just eaten plain yogurt in the waiting room.

So, my tongue, as captured by the cara, was stained white.

It wasn’t a very pleasant sight, so I quickly turned my head.

I swished so water in my mouth.

After cleaning my tongue a bit, it was good as new.

I struck a pose again in front of the cara.

Was the result satisfying? The thumbs-up went up again.

I walked away, leaving the satisfied staff behind.

《 Haha, what a unique character this player is, isn’t it? 》

《 He’s always been charming in this way, though he might not realize it. 》

《 Now, the players are ready. We’ll reveal the battlefield and rules. 》

What? Was that about ?

It felt a little awkward, but anyway, I entered the match interface.

The second set was about to begin. I had to focus—no ti for distractions against such a worthy opponent.

[Activating Infinity Black.]

[Thank you for returning, Sigma Ga-wol.]

[Posted by: ㅇㅇ(451. 754)]

[Title: Ga-wol, cleaning your tongue and coming back again?]

(Attached Image: Ga-wol, tongue white, making a teasing face)

(Attached Image: Ga-wol, pink tongue)

I hadn’t thought much of it after seeing the yogurt, but now it felt odd.

Why did I do that?

[Comnts]

Master, look at this. I cleaned it well!

└ Oh no, don’t do that.

Seriously, these bad thoughts are creeping in.

Wait, didn’t this bitch tempt first?

Genius of a female.

This bitch is wagging her tail even in the finals.

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