I Became an Illegal Cheat User

13 – The Chief (4)

Swish!

The sound of a knife being drawn.

Bang!

The sound of a bullet being fired.

Ting!

The bullet hitting the handle.

Click!

The knife returning into its sheath.

In the silent space where even the sound of people conversing, if there were any, couldn’t be heard.

Swish! Bang! Ting! Click!

Only the sounds of four shots continued to reverberate.

As time passed momentarily…

“Uwaaa! Baldo! Baldo!! Baldo-oooh─!!”

Park Seongwoo, wearing an expression close to frustration, repeatedly cried out ‘Baldo’ while drawing his sword.

Yet, my gun did not permit the sword to advance.

Swish!

“You, ‘sreung’ once.

Thud!

Me, ‘thud’ once.

So, three ‘sreung’ and three ‘thud.’

And only after the third ‘clank’ was heard three times.

Thud.

Park Sungwoo’s knees gave in.

“Why… why can’t I use my sword….”

Park Sungwoo, staring blankly at the floor with a vacant expression.

In that state, I saw Kang Chulsoo.

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“Chief, even if it’s like this, you should at least consider the skill of 7th place.”

So, do it moderately, I nodded in response to the instructor’s words.

I had already decided to stop blocking the sword.

“Hey, Park Sungwoo. Since I won’t block your sword, go ahead, draw your sword.”

“What, what! I won’t hold back!”

With a frightening proclamation that he won’t hold back from drawing his sword, Park Sungwoo jumped up like a spring.

And then, immediately assuming a stance, he prepared for the sword.

“Watch carefully. This is my full-powered light-speed sword!”

… I wonder if that cringy tone is meant to make him not want to do it anymore.

“Sword! Haaa!”

Perhaps gaining confidence in being able to draw his sword at last.

Park Sungwoo shouted loudly, pulling out his sword.

Flash!

Light pouring out of Park Sungwoo’s scabbard.

Ssssh……

He said it was a full-powered sword.

Whether that was true or not, unlike before, there was no friction sound from the scabbard, and the sound of the sharp blade being drawn echoed slowly.

“… Dieee!”

Perhaps frustrated by the continuously blocked sword, Park Sungwoo shouted a death threat toward me with bloodshot eyes.

But unfortunately, I couldn’t respond to his sincerity.

“And I’m sorry.”

Taang─!

Tiiiiing…!

“What…!”

“I said I wouldn’t block your kicks, I didn’t say I wouldn’t block sword strikes.”

I didn’t lie.

When instructor Kang Cheolsu wanted to assess Park Seongu’s skills and asked me not to block kicks, I agreed. However, I didn’t say I wouldn’t block sword strikes.

And I’m a bit sorry for Park Seongu, who genuinely executed a sword strike that surprised me.

[Super Accuracy [ON / OFF]]

I am currently activating the cheat ‘Super Accuracy.’

“Well… the cheat works like a charm.”

Until I stepped onto the field, I couldn’t grasp the exact effects of Super Accuracy. But now, as I spar with Park Seongu, I can see its effects to some extent.

Super Accuracy.

I’ve identified two effects of this cheat.

There wasn’t a detailed explanation like appraising items, but simply put, the cheat lived up to its name.

Firstly, this cheat has the effect of ‘unconditionally’ hitting where I want.

By the way, I know how to use a gun, but I’m not a marksman. However, since switching this cheat to ‘ON,’ the probability of bullets missing became 0%, even if I don’t aim precisely or aim at the wrong place. The bullets fly to where I’m looking and want to hit.

A bullet shot towards the ground makes a sharp curve to hit the target.

“And… I haven’t experimented with melee weapons yet.”

I have plenty of opportunities to experiment.

And even without experimenting, I have a feeling that melee weapons won’t be much different from the gun I’m currently using.

Because the strange sensation felt in my hand holding the gun since activating Super Accuracy seems to be the same for melee weapons.

That sensation is like saying, ‘No matter how you shoot, you can definitely hit.’ And I felt it even in my left hand holding the sword.

Even with a melee weapon like a sword, it draws an accurate trajectory just by swinging it roughly.

Just this much is enough to boast the cheating nature of the cheat.

But what’s even more cheating is not the first but the second effect.

The effect was immediate.

Crack.

“…Broken?”

It meant penetrating the magical resistance that all supernaturals possessed against weaponry.

“…Was there magic in Park Sungwoo’s sword?”

“Yeah… It seemed like the magic was enveloping the blade.”

“What abilities does the chief possess, exactly? Is the rumor about him having S-grade talents or skills true?”

A commotion erupted in the audience.

The majority exchanged looks of astonishment between Park Sungwoo’s broken sword and me.

Even Kang Cheolsu was visibly shocked, his small eyes widening.

The reason for everyone’s astonishment?

It was because I, a supernatural being, shattered the bias that supernaturals held.

It’s true that a weapon with magical properties is effective.

However, such weapons are only effective against low-level villains, corrupt individuals, or demons appearing in the mortal realm.

The reason magical weapons are effective against low-level villains, corrupt individuals, or demons is that their mastery of magical power is low or nonexistent.

Additionally, there’s the fact that their physical strength is not strong enough to deflect bullets.

On the other hand, if one has a high proficiency in magical power or magic, or if their physical strength is high, magical weapons become ineffective.

Even if the physical strength is low, as long as one can handle magical power or magic, the magical resistance inherent in magical power and magic renders the weapon useless.

And crucially, the reason supernaturals don’t use firearms is that, even though magical power can be imbued into a weapon, the projectiles fired from firearms don’t contain magical power.

That’s why most supernaturals wield cold weapons.

Since they can attack with the magic imbued in them, ancient weapons like cold weapons gain popularity, while modern weapons like firearms are criticized.

However, what I shattered was the preconception held by supernaturals.

But more than that…

“Park Sungwoo, this guy.”

Did he not just wish for my words to be silenced, but actually intended to kill me?

Even if it’s a sword, he must know that it becomes extremely sharp when magic is infused.

Yet, even knowing that, he went all out with a kick?

“No wonder Kang Cheolsu’s fist felt loose.”

Kang Cheol-su had clenched his fists since taking on the role of judge, but now, as I looked, his fists were loosened.

Moreover, seeing one foot slightly forward, it seemed like he was about to move.

However, before that, I had blocked Park Sung-woo’s kick and broke the blade, causing him to assume an awkward posture.

In response, Kang Cheol-su, now somewhat perplexed, scratched the scar on his forehead.

“…This can’t be true…”

Park Sung-woo, with a face as if the world had collapsed, knelt down, looking at his broken sword.

“My… my sword…, my sword is broken….”

‘What is that guy saying?’

It’s just a widely used training weapon on the display shelf, why is he acting like his precious sword broke?

I was starting to get tired of this guy’s behavior that I couldn’t understand at all.

Well, I guess I should settle him down quietly now.

Bang!

A gunshot echoed.

“…Urgh!”

Park Sung-woo made a sound like a dying animal as he fell backward.

With his eyes rolled back, a swollen lump appeared on Park Sung-woo’s forehead as he fainted.

Watching this scene, I casually blew the smoke rising from the gun and said,

“Swordplay services are now terminated.”

Since it was broken to the point of being considered miserable, he probably won’t focus on swordplay anymore.

Thinking so, I looked at Kang Cheol-su.

As Kang Cheol-su approached, he checked Park Sung-woo’s condition.

“Hmm, cleanly knocked out.”

Kang Cheol-su chuckled at Park Sung-woo, who had fainted without a single scratch.

I’ve seen numerous sparring sessions, but it’s the first time I’ve seen someone faint without a single injury.

Although there was a large lump on his forehead, it was just a bruise, so it didn’t matter.

“Impressive skills, Senior. Seems like there’s no need for separate feedback from me.”

With a satisfied expression, Kang Cheol-su patted my shoulder and spoke.

‘It’s nice to be praised, but…’

Could you please stop patting my shoulder?

Kang Cheol-su, your hands hurt a lot!

Lightly tapping is probably seen as a gesture of camaraderie.

Kang Cheol-su’s nickname is “Crusher.”

And before coming to the training ground, he had lightly slammed a desk with the strength of steel on both sides.

And now, he’s tapping my shoulders with those hands.

Mind you, it’s my shoulders, which have the lowest ability among all the guys here!

“Ah, my bad.”

Now that he seems to have noticed my condition, Kang Cheol-su stops tapping my shoulders.

“…Chief, are you okay?”

Kang Cheol-su, realizing his mistake, asked about my condition, as sweat dripped down my cool face.

In response to his question, I extended my arm and said,

“…Feels like my shoulder dislocated.”

Upon hearing that, Kang Cheol-su, with a perplexed expression, scratched the scar on his forehead and said,

“Oh, I can’t fix a dislocation with my strength…, ah! This should work.”

While manipulating a ring with a spatial imprint, he pulled something out from the space.

“Here, drink this potion. It’ll quickly fix a dislocation.”

It was none other than a potion.

“No, I’m fine. It’s already healed.”

I lifted the arm that had been extended, demonstrating my well-being.

In response to my appearance, Kang Cheol-su chuckled and said,

“Really? That’s a relief.”

Then, with a smirk, he added, ‘Potions do work, after all.’

“Anyway, the winner of this round in Group A is Chief Lee Yoo-jin.”

Kang Cheol-su manipulated his smartwatch.

Then, an alarm sounded on my smartwatch.

[A]

[01][Lee Yoo-jin][Victory]

[07][Park Sung-woo][Defeat]

The results of the Group A match I belong to were displayed.

“Chief, take a break in the stands until the next match.”

With those words, Kang Cheolsu lifted the unconscious Park Seongwoo as if carrying a light load, his steel-like hand slipping around Seongwoo’s waist.

Addressing the audience, he said, “The next match for Group B will begin in three minutes. Come down in advance and get ready. Meanwhile, I’ll take this guy to the infirmary and be back.”

“Yes, understood.”

“Sure, got it~!”

Lee Seoyeon and Asuka, members of Group B, stood up from their seats. Descending the stairs, they made their way to the arena.

“Chief Soo!”

Asuka rushed towards me the moment she reached the arena.

“That was an amazing match! Of course, Chief Soo was incredible!”

With a sparkling gaze, Asuka looked at me. Feeling the weight of her gaze, reminiscent of stars shooting from her eyes, I awkwardly smiled and replied, “Th-thanks.”

“Oh! Chief Soo, are you going to use informal language with me?”

“Uh… should I go back to formal language if you don’t like it?”

“No, no! I like informal language! Especially when Chief Soo uses it!”

Asuka added, ‘We’re friends!’ with a cheerful laugh.

Beside such lively Asuka, I felt a gaze. Turning my head, I met eyes with Lee Seoyeon.

“…”

Without saying a word, Lee Seoyeon nodded slightly, as if acknowledging my effort in the match. Faced with her silent gesture of recognition, I could only offer another awkward smile.

“Chief Soo, watch my match too!”

Asuka said, tightly clenching her small hand, then realizing Lee Seoyeon was there, she added with a puzzled expression, “Watch our match!”

From the spectator seats, compliments like ‘She’s cute’ were heard here and there in response to Asuka’s fresh and lively demeanor.

I agreed with those words.

“Yeah, she’s cute.”

In ordinary times.

After a brief moment, I wondered if the word ‘cute’ would be uttered from the audience even after the match began.

But for now, it was indeed cute.

“Well then, both of you, fighting.”

“Fighting!”

“……”

Nod.

In response to my encouraging words, Asuka raised her tightly clenched fist and shouted, while Yiseo-yeon nodded slightly.

And I climbed up to the audience seats and took a seat close to the arena.

After three minutes, Kang Cheol-su, who had taken Park Seong-woo to the infirmary, returned.

And a little later.

Chaejaejaejaeck!

The match between Yiseo-yeon and Asuka began.