There is truly an abundance of content in Demon's Saga.
Cooking, 19-mode, battles, exploration, weapon crafting, and so on... With such a high degree of freedom, there are countless ways to enjoy the ga.
There are bakers who use their real-world profession to make cutting-edge bread, and gars who learned blacksmithing and craft weapons while earning their rice.
Of course, the most popular profession is adventurer, associated with combat, but not everyone chooses it.
While combat is fun, many people are afraid of it. So simply find the fatigue of fighting overwhelming.
This is also true for Jang Minji, a professional arena comntator.
She had always preferred watching fights over participating in them. She had a good knack for talking and vocalizing, so she briefly worked as a sports comntator. Though she was soon pushed out by more experienced and popular analysts...
But, as the saying goes, a person earns a living from what they’ve learned to do.
“What's the match for today?”
Since this was all she knew, Minji made it her job to comntate on various battles in the arena.
Fortunately, she had quite a bit of popularity. After all, many shared her hobby of watching fights.
Since the arena had a "spectator room," the broadcasting environnt was free and unrestrictive, so there was no need to worry.
However, because events weren’t always scheduled, these days her broadcasts had been a bit lackluster.
'I hope we get a good match today...'
[Changha~]
[Today again, just watching? I'm getting tired of it.]
[Why is watching fights fun, just let’s watch it.]
[Don’t do that, let's go to the Twos Plains, today there’s an A-class adventurer friendly match there.]
Fortunately, luck was on her side today. When she entered the arena around midday, she spotted Shin Hanbyeol sitting in the nearby stands.
“Eh?”
Upon spotting her, Minji imdiately headed over to greet her.
“Hello, Hanbyeol-ssi!”
“Ah, what’s this? Minji-nim! Hello. I see you’re here to watch again.”
“Yeah, yeah. What brings you to the stands, Hanbyeol-ssi?”
Surprisingly, the two were sowhat familiar with each other. Of course, Hanbyeol, ranked first, was well-known, and Minji, being a frequent arena goer, often crossed paths with her.
As they both worked in the broadcasting field, their interactions increased, and now they greeted each other whenever they t.
[What’s this, why is Hanbyeol here?]
[We’ve only seen her inside the arena, but seeing her here is refreshing haha.]
[Look at her legs and figure, so jealous...]
The viewers who recognized Hanbyeol casually greeted her as well. Hanbyeol answered Minji's question lightly.
“Oh, today I ca because an NPC I know wanted to fight, so I ca to watch.”
The strange joy on Hanbyeol's face was evident.
'An NPC?'
Minji tilted her head in confusion and looked back at the arena. She was then taken aback. The NPC Hanbyeol referred to was soone Minji knew as well.
No, Demon's Saga players in Korea were likely familiar with this character.
Yor, the NPC who was typically only found in the forest, was now out in the arena.
When the audience spotted him, they greeted him warmly. Minji quickly made a judgnt in her mind.
'This is an opportunity.'
Historically, broadcasts featuring him often did at least decently. Occasionally, they even beca a hit.
The demand for a 'male' appearance in the online world was considerable. Not only that, but he also had a rugged personality and outstanding skills. It was no surprise that the viewership was high.
Thanks to that, even a small company like Yuchaerin had grown into a large corporation.
Minji quickly focused on the battle.
It wasn't to the extent of Yuchaerin, but she, too, wanted to gain a few more views.
As the battle began, Hanbyeol, who was sitting next to her, naturally started paying attention to the fight as well.
Yor and his unnad opponent approached each other in the arena.
[Looks like it’s hand-to-hand combat.]
[Their stances look so awkward, haha.]
[Who’s that opponent? Even though he’s a man, he’s throwing punches rcilessly, no manners?]
[Haha, so you’re saying if you went to a duel, you’d just let them punch you?]
[Sigh... But compared to what I heard, he’s not fighting that well.]
[Looks like he adjusted his stats, seems like he’s going easy.]
[If you really want to see a fight, go to YouTube and watch Dantalion’s duel... now that’s intense.]
The fight itself, contrary to what she had expected, was rather ordinary.
There were no overwhelming monts from the NPC. The battle wasn’t spectacular, but rather clumsy and rough.
Though his reactions were good, evading and blocking attacks, there was an underlying sense of disappointnt. Of course, that was easy to say as an observer.
The viewers seed to feel the sa way, as they displayed a lukewarm response.
However, this brawl didn’t last long.
Soon, the opponent woman charged, turning the fight into a grappling match.
[Huh?]
[Ohhh?]
[Wait, what the hell?]
Yor’s body collided with his opponent’s as they pressed into each other. The close-contact battle continued relentlessly. Viewers yelled out various reactions.
[That lucky bastard.]
[Is he targeting her?]
[Definitely, he’s targeting her, damn it, I want to join too.]
[First, I’ll report it as sexual harassnt, 2D rights violations, now I’m really pissed.]
[What arena is this?]
[I’ll look up the participation code.]
So viewers even directly ca to the "spectator room" to get a closer look at the action.
It was understandable. Even Minji, for a mont, forgot to react and was absorbed in the fight. Perhaps for different reasons.
“Wow, I should’ve participated...”
From Hanbyeol’s side, an odd mutter was heard. Luckily, it was too soft for anyone else to catch it.
“Kkrrrk...”
After so more back-and-forth, the fight ended with Yor’s victory.
The battle lacked the expected flair and intensity. There were no special techniques on display.
Honestly, as soone who had been a sports comntator herself, Minji felt like she could have given dozens of critiques on the fight.
But did it really matter?
This match wasn’t just a simple fight; there was sothing more to it.
“Cough, cough... Maybe I should participate next ti?”
“Actually, I do need to warm up... maybe it wouldn’t be such a bad idea to go out there.”
Around her, players who had been waiting were already checking the participation code for the match and sending in their duel requests.
Seeing this, Minji clicked her tongue but briefly wondered if she should send a request herself.
[You’ve received a duel request!]
[Would you like to accept?]
[You’ve received a duel request!]
[Would you like to accept?]
After briefly feeling embarrassed by the unsavory victory, countless duel requests soon flooded in.
Leather-gloved ssage windows popped up, all asking for hand-to-hand combat.
Though embarrassed, Minji began to understand the situation.
'Could they be...?'
Were they sending these requests because of that jiu-jitsu fight earlier?
After watching that sowhat awkward battle? For once, Minji couldn't help but feel like the ‘won’ in this alternate world were taking advantage of her, these lust-driven monsters!
But, after a mont, she decided to be a bit more lenient.
‘No, no...’
Wasn't this just my overly narcissistic thought process? Honestly, her mind had recently been drifting in that direction. She wasn’t so prince suffering from delusions. She needed to broaden her perspective.
Maybe it was just because they thought, "I could win, so why not try?" The previous fight had been rather amateurish.
Her physical abilities had diminished, and the technical flaws were apparent.
She had been relying too much on physicality and intuition.
Minji let out a bitter laugh.
At least, she didn’t feel too bad. After all, she had been moving her body again, and she liked the arena where she could fight confidently, taking risks.
‘This is why people in other worlds improve exponentially.’
As it’s often said, the greatest teacher is experience.
A lesson gained through direct confrontation is more valuable than hundreds of theories.
At that mont, Minji decided to enjoy the arena a little more. Strapping on sandbags and bumping into things here and there might teach her sothing.
“Ah, I’ll decline all of these.”
With that, she resolutely declined all duel requests that popped up in front of her. She couldn’t help but feel like this was driven by base desires.
Beep, beep.
Each ti she pressed decline, from the stands, cries of “Nooo!” or “Nooo-!” echoed. It was clear that declining was the right choice.
She then returned to the waiting room and started the match search again.
Her stats were still set at 60%, and the rest was all random.
After all, isn’t it more fun not knowing what will happen?
For now, she planned to keep rolling with this setup.
“Done!”
“Now it’s my turn!”
“Why isn’t this hand-to-hand combat?”
That day, Minji played six more rounds. Fortunately, she hadn’t lost a single one.
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