Martial Online.



At the Warhaven's corner tavern.

Olympos and 89John were seated on opposite sides of the table while looking around the empty tavern.

They were alone, as other members of their streaming group had already left Warhaven.

There were still a few dozen players from other groups that stayed behind, but quite a few had left since Warhaven wasn't for them.

Both Olympos and 89John had already closed their streams and said their goodbyes to their loyal viewers.

Now, they wanted to experience some new things on Warhaven that wouldn't be suitable for their streams as their audience was mostly kids under fifteen.

"I am going to order a drink!" 89John said with a grin and stood up. "Want something?"

Olympos stroked his chin while nervously looking towards the bartender, but then shook his head and said.

"Nah, I am fine."

"Roger~" 89John said playfully and ran over to the bartender.

Olympos then watched out of the stained glass windows at the dimly lit streets, watching the gangsters and their ragged servants walk by.

He had realized that there was a strength-based hierarchy in Warhaven.

The weak ones became servants, while the strong ones became rulers of different territories.

'I wonder if I am at the level of a servant or a ruler.' Olympos thought curiously while caressing his sheathed dagger.

The Daggerwielder class gave him greater proficiency in throwing daggers and close combat.

Also, it allowed him to summon his daggers back to his hand at any moment.

Thus, he had an unlimited supply of throwing daggers.

This gave him a significant advantage in battle and made him a formidable opponent.

"Wow, that was quite expensive, but the taste better be worth it!" 89John sat back down at the table with a cup of gin in hand.

He then licked his lips and took a short sip, but he instantly grimaced and spat it out.

"Disgustiiiing!"

Olympos rolled his eyes and looked back to the streets.

However, his body then froze as he noticed a glimpse of a red-cloaked figure standing in the dark alleyway, seemingly looking in his direction.

"H-hey, isn't that guy looking at us?" Olympos whispered to John, unease settling in.

"Hmm, who?" 89John looked around the tavern but couldn't see anyone.

Olympos looked at him and gritted his teeth. "Not in the tavern, but that guy in the alleyway!"

"Huh?" 89John then turned to look out of the window towards the alleyway, but it was empty. "I don't see anyone."

"Huh?" Olympos turned his head back to the alleyway, but the red-cloaked figure had disappeared somewhere.

"W-where did he go?"

"Ugh, this is disgusting." 89John looked at the cup of gin and moved it towards Olympos. "Taste it."

"No." Olympos turned away from the dark alleyway with an uncomfortable gaze.

"Pussy." 89John laughed and took another sip of the gin.

However, the taste hadn't improved, making him grimace again.

"Anyway, I will probably have to log off now." 89John said. "I need to upload the video I recorded."

"Ah, got it." Olympos nodded and then gulped. "I'll... probably stay here for a while."

"See ya tomorrow." 89John replied and logged off the game.

He had already put a temporary spawn spot at the entrance of Warhaven, where they came from.

He didn't want to leave Warhaven just yet without discovering the whole place first.

Currently, Warhaven was gold mine, and a single stream would attract millions of viewers.

After 89Joh disappeared into pixels, Olympos left the tavern and glanced at the dark alleyway with unease before moving in another direction.

He was heading in the direction of the Street of Sex.

His hands turned sweaty as he left the Street of Alcohol and entered the bustling Red Light District, where temptations lurked behind every corner.

"Hey, young man~"

Olympos gulped and looked towards the beautiful woman standing at the entrance of an alleyway.

Her upper body was naked, but her long hair went over her two breasts, barely covering them.

It was a very tempting sight.

"Y-yes?" Olympos slowly approached her, his lips turning dry.

"1,000 silvers, and I am all yours for the night." She said while trailing her delicate hand across her supple thigh.

She then smiled sweetly. "I can assure you, it will be worth every coin."

"R-really?" Olympos' hand trembled as he thought inside. 'O-only 1,000 silvers. I-I can easily afford that.'

He then nodded shyly. "A-alright."

"Then, follow me." The beautiful woman giggled and entered the alleyway.

"T-to the alleyway?" Olympos hesitantly followed after her.

"Is that a problem?" She asked with a gentle smile while swaying her hips seductively.

His cheeks flushed a bright shade of red as he struggled to maintain composure.

"N-not really."

They left the bright red streets and ventured deep into narrow, twisting alleyways. They were like mazes, with each turn leading them further into the unknown.

After reaching far enough, the beautiful woman turned around and smiled.

She then showed a turn-around sign and said with a smile. "Turn around. I'll undress~"

Olympos turned around with his heart beating against his chest.

'This is the day I am losing my virginity. God, I love this game!'

However, a minute passed, but he didn't hear anything from her.

"Uh, are you ready?" Olympos asked, but received no reply.

He then frowned and turned around.

A shocking sight appeared before him.

"I-It's you!" Olympos screamed at the red-cloaked figure, who stood at the place where the beautiful woman was before.

The red-cloaked figure then removed his hood, showing a fatigued-looking face with dull eyes.

Surprisingly, it was a face that was somewhat familiar to Olympos.

"I-It's you..." Olympos' eyes widened. "Ambrose!"

Ambrose cracked a smile, and then a floating camera appeared from behind the roofs, recording the encounter.

"A-are you streaming?" Olympos asked in disbelief.

"No, I am recording." Ambrose said, spreading his arms around. "Welcome back, my viewers. Today, I will start a new series on my channel."

"N-new series?" Olympos couldn't understand what he was talking about.

"A challenge series." Ambrose smiled. "I'll challenge players to a one-on-one fight. Regardless of whether I lose or win, I'll still upload the video to my channel.

"You are my first challenge, Olympos."

"Huh, cut the crap!" Olympos shouted and angrily pointed at him. "Why would I participate in such a travesty?"

"You got it wrong." Ambrose slowly pulled out Black Sword from his sheath. "I am not asking you. I am demanding your participation."

"H-huh..." Olympos backed off, but after remembering the floating camera, he realized that running away from the fight would be far more humiliating.

'He must've realized that I stole his video idea and that I sent my fans to dislike his video!' Olympos paled significantly. 'If I run away, he might upload a video of that. It would be so humiliating!'

Seeing his face turn from pale to serious, Ambrose smiled.

'A hook, line, and sinker.'

Olympos gritted his teeth and drew his dagger with an embroided handle. 

Since escaping wasn't an option, he put all his focus on the upcoming fight.

He hadn't fought against players often, but his level was 41, which was two levels higher than Ambrose's.

'I am strong, and with my upgraded class, I must have the advantage!' Olympos looked serious as he gazed at Ambrose.

'I don't care whether he also has upgraded class—Daggerwielder rules over them all!'

Ambrose calmly stepped forward and placed the black blade in front of his body.

"Let's begin."