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The Battlefield style pursued by the United States is called the so-called 'power game'.

The power game refers to a style that uses a lot of powerful giants.

It was the American idea that there is nothing more important than weight class in a fight, and the same is true of Battlefield.

An example of this is Gerald Walker.

A 2.2-meter-tall body with monstrous muscularity.

The halberd, which plays with a giant square shield like a toy and swings it like a millet, has a 100% mortality rate if it hits even one properly.

It was Gerald Walker, who gave a sense of intimidation as if he were walking on a wall.

As such, the Korean team thoroughly countered with guerrilla tactics against the American team, which was optimized for hand-to-hand combat, including Gerald Walker.

It hit and fell quickly, interfering with American hunting.

This is aimed at the weak point of the US team, which is slow in mobility due to its large size.

Instead, the Korean team was also unable to hunt because they were preoccupied with guerrillas, but each other's hunting and growth were ruined, leading the game to a chaotic phase.

In a word, it was the persistent tactic of the Korean team that dragged the opponent down into the mud.

Among them, Baek Ha-yeon's performance stood out.

Baek Ha-yeon boasts the best mobility in the Korean team.

She surprised everyone with an unconventional transformation that was completely different from before.

As they aggressively rushed in and attacked, of course the American team was caught off guard and panicked.

Grab it with a whip, swing your sword and finish!

The transformation into a melee dealer drew enthusiasm from the broadcasters and spectators.

It was said that it was a successful position change, with a total of 5 kills in the 1st and 2nd sets.

Baek Ha-yeon created several threatening situations against Gerald Walker, and sparring with Seo Moon-yeop was a big help.

Compared to Seo Moon-yeop, who was very agile and quick to respond, Gerald Walker was relatively worth targeting.

Thanks to this, Gerald Walker suffered a lot as he became the target of the Korean team's focus.

The U.S. won, but Gerald Walker, who did not play very well, quietly returned without even being interviewed.

Originally, it must have been the intention to denigrate South Korea and Seo Moon-yeop and make them provocate.

"Ugh, I'm glad that big guy quietly backed away. My daughter did very well."

Han Seung-hee, who watched the live match on TV together, was relieved.

Seo Moon-yeop shrugged.

"But actually, Gerald Walker did his part in today's match. It was a role that seemed to be taken."

"is it so?"

"The Korean team's attack was focused on that bastard. The tanker has completed his role even after receiving all the enemy's attacks. He didn't say much because he didn't want it to look like an excuse."

In fact, the Korean team's crushing loss was because Gerald Walker survived longer than expected even though he was heavily attacked.

"You compliment me unexpectedly even though you hate it?"

"Because the truth is the truth."

After the game, there was an interview with the Korean team.

The interview was attended by Baek Je-ho, the coach, and Baek Ha-yeon, among the players.

-There has been a big change from the existing strategy aimed at long-term battles.

Baekje-ho nodded and replied.

-Yes, I thought of doing something actively first, but I think I showed a much better performance even though I couldn't be free from the responsibility of losing.

-The relentless guerrillas were impressive. Is there a reason you used this strategy?

- I got help from people around me. After consulting, we decided that the old runner strategy was not a good fit for our team.

Next was Baek Ha-yeon's interview.

The topic of the match today was Baek Ha-yeon's transformation.

- Thanks to intensive training from my uncle, I was able to successfully change positions.

Baek Ha-yeon, of course, mentioned Seo Moon-yeop. A low exclamation flowed among the reporters.

Of course Seo Moon-yeop, who was watching TV, frowned.

"They refer to me again in pairs."

"why? That's right."

"It's disgusting that you keep playing tricks to get me in."

"Why don't you try it and think about it? If you don't change your mind after doing it once, I won't bother you anymore."

"Hmm..."

Seo Moon-yeop was troubled by those words.

Maybe she was right.

'Should I give it a try?'

I didn't think it would be bad to judge what Battlefield was by trying it out.

As he looked worried, the eyes of Han Seung-hee, who had been glancing at him from the side, twinkled.

***

"Is this the result of two weeks of training with Seo Moon-yeop?"

"yes."

A stout old man with a thick white beard, Park Jin-tae, president of the Korea Battlefield Association, had a sad expression.

"It means you've seen through your daughter's qualities completely."

"It has been like that since time immemorial. I identified a person at a glance. They rejected even proven veterans, while others willingly accepted me as a child. In the end, it always proved to be the right choice."

Baekjeho said.

"Seo Mun-yeop's team strategy?"

"Yeah, I didn't have much time, so I made this in haste. If I had spent a bit more time refining my movements, I might have won at least one set."

"ha······."

Park Jin-tae, president of the association, let out a sad sigh.

"What a great talent this is."

"A talent enough to save humanity."

"Do you really hate it?"

"I'm still trying to persuade, but..."

"Shall I recommend one?"

Park Jin-tae, president of the association, suggested it.

"Can you say that?"

"There was a relationship in the past. I was the one who took him to the first dungeon raid when he was young when he was running errands."

And because he had such a relationship with Seo Mun-yeop, he became the president of the association.

"Should I care? I don't know what to say, but he's the guy who will say it's a draw because he saved the world."

"Well, not really. Even then, there was no sign of gratitude. It was the attitude that he would do his part, but there was no reason to be grateful. Hehe, the kid who used to be a kid."

Baekjeho smiled bitterly.

Although he has a rough personality due to his unfortunate childhood and rough life, Seo Moon-yeop was basically arrogant by nature. He was a strange man with intense confidence in himself.

"Anyway, let's try it. To hold a charity match before the opening of the pro league."

"Did you have any plans for that?"

"No, I just thought."

"..."

Baekje-ho staring intently.

Park Jin-tae, president of the association, grinned.

"If only Seo Mun-yeop wears it, the sponsor can line up in an hour."

***

That evening, Baekje-ho brought guests.

"How are you?"

"Oh, welcome, President of the Association."

Han Seung-hee, who was preparing a meal, welcomed Park Jin-tae, president of the association.

As always, Seo Moon-yeop was immersed in TV without paying attention.

Park Jin-tae, president of the association, approached Seo Mun-yeop and asked.

"What do you see?"

"I'm sorry. I apologize."

"Hey, are you seeing that now?"

"I have been very busy lately. however······."

Seo Moon-yeop glanced up at the president of the association, Park Jin-tae.

"I heard that you are the president of the association. I didn't know he liked gamtu."

"It's because there are no jobs because someone ended the underground civilization."

Park Jin-tae, president of the association, smiled and replied.

"I should be grateful to you for removing me from the list of people I know who went from dungeon to goal."

"Thank you very much. Now, my friend who saved the world. talk to me."

"great. He will watch your tearful efforts to persuade me when I am ready to refuse."

"I feel it all over again, but you're so crooked."

"Growing up under a child abuse orphanage director and spending my adolescence wielding a weapon in a dungeon, am I perverse? I can't believe it."

"Let's think of your comrades at Gwanghwamun Square who made achievements under more difficult circumstances, though?"

Even thinking about it now, it was a great achievement to decorate a statue in Gwanghwamun Square with Admiral Yi Sun-sin.

"I should have followed that friend and died there too, right? He was the perfect finale, but he came back alive and became a caveman for 17 years."

"It seems that primitive people use IPTV very well. Come on, let's stop and talk seriously. Hey, won't you try playing Battlefield?"

"No, I won't run."

"Can't you just look at my face?"

"A worn-out top that wouldn't be enough even if I brought a beauty."

"Can I put it simply like that? I wonder who helped you by holding a shield and a spear so that you could find the right position for throwing a dagger?"

"Uncle."

"Who took you to a high-end Japanese restaurant for the first time in your life?"

"Uncle."

"Oh, do you even remember who kindly taught me what dungeon raiding was like, taking me around the dungeon?"

"… Uncle Jintae."

"Whew, I'm glad. I thought I forgot all the graces because I had dementia at a young age."

"But I also have a question for you."

"ask."

"Your uncle's address must be something like Andromeda, right?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I wanted to just in case someone who lives on the earth I saved talks about grace."

"..."

Park Jin-tae, president of the association, looked deeply pensive.

It seemed like it would take a long time for a proper conversation to take place.

"A charity match will be held soon."

"At this point where the opening of the pro league is just around the corner? Sniff, it smells of hastily planned plans."

"..."

Park Jin-tae, president of the association, was speechless again.

Baek Je-ho, who was watching their conversation, also shook his head.

"Please eat!"

Just in time, Han Seung-hee saved the president of the association, Park Jin-tae.

Throughout the meal, Park Jin-tae, the president of the association, was nervous about not being able to recommend Seo Moon-yeop again.

But just in time, Baek Ha-yeon returned home.

"Mom, Bob!"

"Hurry up and wash up. The rice is prepared."

"yes!"

Baek Ha-yeon, who came in wet after taking a quick shower and roughly drying her hair, participated in the meal.

"uncle! Thanks to my uncle, I had a great day today!"

"I'm glad."

"Yeah, this is the first time I've experienced anything like that. The thought of stepping out and doing something makes me cringe. oh my god! I cut off Gerald's left leg and left him limp! It gave me confidence because it wasn't as daunting as it was when dealing with his uncle."

"of course. There is no one as great as your uncle."

Seo Mun-yeop, who is condescending.

"How can you recognize my talent? I think my uncle is really great. If my uncle had fought, it wouldn't have been a big deal with Gerald Walker, right?"

"of course. That kind of guy's nemesis is exactly the type I am."

"okay? What are you going to do?"

"It's hard to defeat a guy like that on your own. You can make a scarecrow instead. He's busy dealing with me, but I'm active and helping the other side fight. Then even if he is safe, all the other comrades will be dead."

"Oh, is it a way to erase the value of Gerald Walker's existence by using his mobility and focusing on team play?"

Park Jin-tae, president of the quiet association, intervened.

"Exactly that's how Nathan Bernach teased Gerald."

"is it so? He is also a friend whom I praised."

"I had never seen the game before, but I got the point. After all, a genius like you should play Battlefield."

Seo Moon-yeop's eyes furrowed.

The second round was held.