Fighting Cock felt like he was going to go insane from anger.

The fact that he lost one-sidedly against someone he thought was a hacker was extremely infuriating, but the hacking bastard even called him an Abuser, which increased his blood pressure.

However, Siegfried wasn’t really trying to taunt or provoke Fighting Cock in any way.

He was serious when he asked if Fighting Cock were an Abuser.

“You must be an Abuser, right? I mean… there’s no way that someone with your match history and rank is this weak…”

“…!”

“Sigh… Why did I have to meet an Abuser of all people…” Siegfried muttered and sighed.

However, every single word he spat stabbed Fighting Cock’s pride like a dagger.

“Hey!” Fighting Cock screamed. He pointed his finger at Siegfried and raged, “You bastard! What did you say just now?! What? Abuser? Me?!”

“Hey, I mean… does it make sense that a Total Expert with over 1,400 matches and a 60% win rate would get one-sidedly beaten up by a newbie like me? Hey, don’t do this kind of shit. Why are you wasting your time boosting your rank when you’ll eventually get discovered the moment you fought the big boys?”

“T-This crazy bastard actually dares to…!”

“You were accusing me of being an Abuser when you were the Abuser. Are you a pot calling the kettle black or something?”

“Y-You...!”

“You should be ashamed of yourself.”

‘I want to kill him! I...