Chapter 11
Hell yeah! That's it! Why didn't I think of this earlier?!
When the crazy bitch first showed up, I thought it was no big deal at all.
She was just chatting about game stuff, which irritated me, but I figured it was just one of those casual user events where we bet on chicken. Nothing more.
The little bit of laziness in thinking "I'll just play a few games and be done" was the problem.
Once a beast tastes blood, it can't forget the flavor.
From that day on, the Tire Slayer started pulling massive aggro just to challenge me to 1v1s.
At first, even the users who had been backing the unofficial event for the chance to win chicken started to frown when she kept it up.
The sky got blocked immediately for the maximum period.
...And that was when the hell of a month unfolded.
'...Because of her, even though I hardly ever pick pattyk, everything turned into chaos.'
Because she was the type who didn't get pattyk often, the burden fell entirely on her.
When I was suffering, she was suffering too. She had always lived with that mindset, and she had a slight reluctance about leaving the management to someone else.
There was just a tiny bit of guilt in it.
If I just suffered a little more, the others could use the gallery as regular users instead of having to manage it.
Hazy Sky was the owner of that kind of mind.
Even though it was a major gallery, there were only four managers including her, and they had been carefully chosen after a lot of thought.
Normally, thanks to her superhuman gallery management ability from the bottom of her heart, it was still comfortable enough.
Because sudden burst aggro and sustained fights were rare.
It was all thanks to Hazy Sky's inhuman ability to manage the gallery. She had been taking on work that should have required several people by herself.
But because of her personality, the Celt Gallery had become incredibly vulnerable to that persistent bastard, the Tire Slayer.
Like a starving dog that wouldn't let go of its bite with sharp fangs. Eyes full of madness that showed she had no intention of backing down anytime soon.
Hazy Sky, who had never experienced anything like this before, was completely stunned.
She had no idea where those countless accounts had come from. She couldn't even sense the fluid codes with eight digits or the completely unfamiliar IPs.
She would catch the timing when a few managers looked away from the gallery and write hundreds of posts in just a few minutes, at a macro level.
And she had to deal with the damage caused to the innocent Celt Gallery users whose fluid codes kept growing and who were constantly being hit with booby traps.
"...Haa."
'...Was the user count down to nearly one-third back then...?'
It felt like insomnia was coming on.
If I looked away for even a second, the sound of booby traps piling up in my ears was like hallucinations.
Even while sleeping, the fear of the booby traps that would be there when I woke up in the morning kept my eyes open in the middle of the night.
In the end, I had no choice but to negotiate, and the result was the new rules of the Celt Gallery today.
"If you post one information post every three days, all aggro except for Gold Cup and Yazzal will be fully forgiven."
Of course, even with that rule, very few people were using it.
Most burst users pulled aggro once or twice, switched to another account, or just quit entirely.
But the Tire Slayer was different. She really was trying to follow that rule.
And the quality of the information posts being uploaded was quite high. Most of them were about psychological warfare and skill distinctions related to 1v1s, but they still gave a lot of help to many users.
Because of that, the gallery users started glaring at the Tire Slayer with sharp eyes, but they didn't say anything directly.
Occasionally, someone would snipe the Tire Slayer who was pulling aggro in 1v1s, but-
Still, the Tire Slayer is posting good information posts. If you get mad, just pull aggro yourself and write an information post to get forgiven.
...That kind of reaction.
It would have been nice if it had been a happy ending-happy ending- but unfortunately for Hazy Sky, it wasn't.
For the entire month of hell, the Tire Slayer had been mercilessly tormented by the Tire Slayer.
During her streams, while taking care of the cats, even while sleeping and suddenly waking up to block hundreds of accounts, she was completely fed up with that crazy person.
She was grateful for the high-quality information posts, but even that gratitude vanished in an instant because of the hatred.
Because of that, on the surface Hazy Sky pretended to leave the Tire Slayer alone, but behind the scenes she was desperately looking for any reason to catch that crazy bitch.
Something that would make that crazy bitch never be able to set foot in the gallery again. She desperately needed that something.
Well, with any normal reason, even if I tried to block her, it would only cause a second war, so I didn't even try.
...But.
They say even the mouse hole gets sunlight someday.
Two days ago, Hazy Sky came up with a brilliant idea.
An excellent way to erase that crazy bitch from the gallery.
An excellent way to make sure she can never crawl back into the Celt Gallery.
If she can't be chased out, then make her leave on her own feet.
It was incredibly simple.
Why hadn't I thought of this until now?
All I had to do was give that crazy bitch a 'shame' that would prevent her from showing her face in the Celt Gallery!
...For example.
The infamous Tire Slayer losing a 1v1 to someone like Silver...
**
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[All-Chat]
(Enemy) I Want to Eat Chururu: Yo
(Enemy) I Want to Eat Chururu: Do it again
(Enemy) I Want to Eat Chururu: Yo, one more time, you ****
Tire Slayer: Thank you for your hard work.
The Tire Slayer has ended the game.
(Enemy) I Want to Eat Chururu: Yo
(Enemy) I Want to Eat Chururu: You bastard
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-Ugh! Hoo.
I stretched my back out automatically and took a big breath, then exhaled.
It felt refreshing. Especially when I broke someone so full of themselves.
I would have loved to take a few more challenges if I could, but right now the path ahead was long.
"...Hmm. About 245 points until Grand Master..."
-Ah.
It was high.
How many consecutive losses did I have that day? My head was starting to hurt.
That thing that comes around periodically to women. Forcing myself to play games to forget the sticky, slimy pain in my lower belly.
Ah. I should have just stayed in bed.
'....How did I manage to reach Grand Master?'
-Sigh
Suddenly my mood became a bit gloomy.
...Well, I took it once, so I can do it again.
Self-hypnotizing myself like that to regain my spirit, I looked back at the game client.
Just as I was about to press the game find button, a sparkling yellow notification caught my eye in the corner of the client.
...Chat? Who could it be?
Opening the chat window with that thought-
I froze.
[1st Smoothie: Can we talk for a moment?]
***
-Two days ago, around 10 p.m. when Hazy Sky finished her personal broadcast.
It was very easy for Hazy Sky to get a Silver account. Because her younger sister was a local Silver player.
She immediately called.
Rin rin rin. Rin rin rin- plop.
[Hello? What's wrong, sis?]
“Um, Dahyeon-ah. It's nothing, but can you lend me your Celt account for a moment?”
[...Huh? Celt? Why suddenly?]
“I just need one account for a bit.”
[Your account is so many. Why do you need mine?]
“I need a lower account suddenly.”
[...Hmm. Because of YouTube?]
“No, it's not that. I just need it for a bit. I won't do anything weird.”
[...R-Really? Hmm. Okay. If sis says so. I won't do anything weird. I'll send it over on talk now.]
“Okay. Thank you.”
[Ah, but don't rank, right? I have a lot of skins. I don't want to get stopped.]
“I don't want any controversies either.”
[Hehe. Got it, got it.]
After hanging up the phone, a few seconds later a text message came from her younger sister with the account information.
'Okay. Preparation is complete.'
Hazy Sky opened the Celt Gallery with a serious face. And waited for the Tire Slayer to appear.
And- in a not-so-long time, the prey revealed herself.
With a topic that was perfect for being bitten.
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[Tire Slayer] Title: Golro Isn't as Strong as You Think in 1v1
{Right now, many people have a prejudice against Golro because he has such overpowered skills, but Golro isn't actually strong in lane fighting, which is 1v1.
Even if you start with two skills, at the beginning he's not that damaging, and the motion is easy to block.
You can also easily deal with Golro with a counter after Lance-Cartia's guard, or just by keeping distance from archer, mage, or priest.
Golro's strength is after drawing aggro, his overwhelming performance in 1v-many fights. And the unbelievable 15 percent maximum health execution. Unkillable judgment during execution motion. And the huge health recovery that activates after execution.
People keep saying Golro beats Lulu easily in 1v1, but
Right now Golro's 1v1 performance is at the level of cutting half of Lulu's health, which is miraculous performance.
Please don't misunderstand.}
-I hired the top lawyer for the national line lol
-No way Golro is not a cheater? Is he crazy?
ㄴ1v1 only, so not a cheater
ㄴNational line
ㄴGolro is also a cheater in 1v1. At the very least, even with level 3 he can cast six skills alone, so how can he not be a cheater?
-Shut up
-Fed up
-In your examples, Lance is dungeon, mage is central, priest is wanderer. You dumbass, you have to compare characters in the same lane.
ㄴTrue
ㄴRight now the pick rates for lane characters are completely broken because of Golro. You don't see?
ㄴThis guy only knows how to do 1v1, so he doesn't understand the game
ㄴThe level of game understanding is insane, and he's a master lol
ㄴ[Tire Slayer]-If you want to rebut, come in
ㄴ[Tire Slayer]-qwer1234 qwer1234
-This game is not all about 1v1, you dumb game-illiterate bastard
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...This was it.
A spark exploded in Hazy Sky's head.