Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 218

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 1 Episode 218
74. Roaming (3)
In League, one must carefully observe the opponent’s Contractor’s movements.
If they’re planning something suspicious, even the slightest tells will show in their actions.
Especially with eyes as keen as a Challenger’s, one catches nearly everything.
Just like the suspicious movements Miho is displaying right now.
“Miho’s movements look clearly suspicious, don’t they? Mosol! You need to notice!”
“That’s impossible! Mosol isn’t even looking in Miho’s direction!”
“Wait! Is the Pool Party skin really this powerful!?”
Mosol’s gaze doesn’t turn toward Miho.
Meanwhile, on the minimap, Almond draws steadily closer.

* * *
Whiiiiish!
Almond glides forward smoothly.
I’m getting used to this skill now.
[Ice Board]
A skill that freezes water paths while advancing.
The path Aqua had crossed left water behind, making my passage incredibly smooth.
Whoooosh!
The wind whipping through my hair carries a sense of speed.
[You’re going way too far ahead on your own!?]
Taco’s voice reaches me.
[If you go any slower, you’ll miss it. Once Mosol notices, he’ll just run away.]
Almond has no intention of slowing down.
Soon, the Somaek duo would call that the enemy Bottom isn’t visible, and I had to strike before that moment.
‘I need to catch Mosol here to secure the game.’
I didn’t want to repeat what happened in the first set.
[But can you do it alone?]
At Taco’s question, I fell silent for a moment.
‘Is this my first time going in alone?’
This is my first attempt at a roaming play like this solo.
But my answer was simple.
[It’s all the same whether I draw and shoot anyway.]
Whether it’s the first time or the second, it’s all just repetition—drawing the bow, releasing, hitting my target.
That alone is the given reality, and everything else is merely an illusion my mind conjures, anxiety rooted in floating theories.
I close my eyes and focus only on what’s real.
My hand grips the bow tightly.
Beneath the hair whipping in the wind, my expression settles into calm certainty.
I open my eyes once more.
Far in the distance, I could see Miho’s back, cleanly exposed.
[Get ready.]
[Big brother! We’re almost there!]
[Yeah. Let’s begin.]
The moment I answered, I placed an arrow between my teeth.
This single shot would determine the fate of this entire match.
It was the crux of ‘breaking Mosol’.
[Firing now!]
Miho’s hands formed a distinctive shape.
[Aqua Bomb]
Several spheres of water materialized before launching toward Mosol.
Splash!!
Splash!
The projectiles moved at tremendous speed, making them nearly impossible to evade.
As expected, Mosol was struck by one of the water spheres.
‘The seasoning is done.’
I drew my bowstring taut, aiming at the drenched Mosol.
Creak—
Carefully, I nocked the arrow I’d held in my teeth onto the string.
Click.
By pre-positioning the arrow in my mouth, my hand movements were minimized, and the board’s balance remained virtually undisturbed.
‘Focus.’
A profound stillness settled in my eyes as I aimed at my target.
The string rested against my lips, and my right arm remained motionless as if frozen in the air.
Even the sound of breathing, even the roar of the crowd, faded away.
Whoooosh—
Only the sound of the board sliding across the icy surface filled my ears with a dull hum.
And gradually, the shadow of my target drew nearer.
I adjusted the board’s direction, positioning myself to overlap with Miho.
The landscape tilted for a moment, then straightened again.
That instant.
‘Now.’
My right hand quietly released the string.

* * *
──A strange whistling sound echoed from somewhere.
By the time Mosol noticed it, it was already too late.
“What?!”
Thunk!
An arrow that had curved around from behind Miho embedded itself in his temple as if being sucked in.
A curve shot.
[Frost Bind!]
Crackle, crackle, crackle!
His entire body froze solid in an instant from just one hit.
It was thanks to the coordination with Aqua.
‘Where on earth……’
Screeeech…!
Almond appeared in the distance, riding a board. The moment he leaped off, he drew four arrows.
Now there was no need to maintain balance. He intended to fire freely.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Every arrow found its mark.
“Ugh!”
Mosol’s health dropped by nearly 25%.
The damage was less than expected. The Frost Archer’s damage output was on the lower end, after all.
But if he kept shooting for long enough, that would change.
‘When will the frost bind end!’
Boom! Boom, boom!
Mosol had to take more arrows for the entire 2 seconds the frost bind lasted.
And by the time it ended…….
[Aqua Room]
…Glub, glub, glub!
He was trapped inside a massive water droplet created by Miho.
“Gluuuuurgh…!”
He couldn’t do anything for another 3 seconds.
Almond happily resumed shooting at him.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!
[Health: 12%]
There was still hope in that health pool…… or so he thought in that moment.
“Huff. Huff. I finally caught up!”
Taco arrived late, but at the perfect timing, and cast his net.
[Net Restraint]
Even the Fisherman’s net had caught him.
Taco’s thick forearms began pulling the net taut.
Taco’s thick forearms begin to pull the net.
Skritch, skritch, skritch…
Mosol was dragged across the ground, tangled in the net.
In that moment, I nocked four more arrows and fired them in rapid succession.
Shooting at a thug crawling on the ground was far too easy.
Every single shot found its mark—all four arrows struck his head.
Boom, boom, boom!!!
At the same instant, a sharp, metallic chime rang out.
[Enemy defeated!]
[Reckless Warrior → Mosol]
“Oh. Done—”
My muttered words were drowned out by the roar that erupted from the crowd.
-Uooooooooooooooo!!!
-Gaaaaaaaa!
-Fill all three matches to the brim!
-Almond! Almond! Almond!
-You’re the one! Reckless Warrior!!
The volume from the stands was deafening enough to sweep everything away.
Yes. The Balloon Stars fans had been waiting all along.
For the moment of reversal.
For the moment Mosol would fall.

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“Aaaagh! CC hell!!!”
King Gul twisted his body as if he were the one suffering.
“The chain of freeze, water prison, and then the net is absolutely beautiful!”
“For a Challenger, he couldn’t do anything and just died.”
“Being a Challenger doesn’t mean you break out of freeze faster!”
“Exactly. There’s no escaping CC! This is a true maxim that applies to every AOS game!?”
“Anyway, now that Almond has picked up the bow again, the game feels truly exhilarating?”
“Indeed. Shooting from the very edge of range with the Frost Archer like that—there are almost no players who can land shots so accurately and quickly! At least not in this tournament.”
“Yes. The first shot was the most crucial, and it landed with perfect precision.”
“Most importantly, Mosol didn’t see that arrow coming. With his physical abilities, he should have been able to dodge one shot.”
“I fired a curved shot from behind Miho on purpose. I exploited the fact that Mosol couldn’t look at Miho.”
At the analyst’s explanation, King Gul slapped his forehead and sighed.
“Ah~ that’s cruel. Is this how the popular kids do it!?”
“Pardon?”
“Isn’t this just teasing a friend who likes a girl in the class by using her as bait—with multiple people!?”
Hahahahaha, I’m dying laughing.
Are you a penguin comedian or something? lol
-For real… it’s literally teasing someone over a girl they like in class…
-This is insane lol
-Wait? But why am I tearing up…
The Caster burst into laughter and fired back.
“I think King Gul teases him the most!”
“Oh…”
-For real lol
-(Caught)
-Sharp observation
-???: That’s why I hate perceptive Casters
After the surprise roam at level 5 timing, Mosol was careful and careful again…
But it was useless.
At level 6 timing, three of them charged forward using their ultimate abilities…
[Glacier Range]
Crash-crash-crash!
The ice mountain wall that Almond created blocked Mosol’s escape route, and simultaneously became a runway for Almond.
And then, Miho’s ultimate ability.
[Tidal Wave]
Whoooooosh!
A massive wave, blocked by the ice mountain wall, crashed down on Mosol.
“Grrrrgh…!”
The phrase “couldn’t even breathe” fit perfectly.
Then Taco’s net caught him again…
Thud-thud-thud!
In this interval, at least twenty arrows flew in, turning Mosol into a porcupine.
[The Reckless Warrior is raging wildly!]
The commentators called this “one-sided assault.”
From this point on, Mosol’s death parade began.
“Ah! Mosol! Are you really dying again!??”
“This is going to break his mental!”
“It’s like they’re taking revenge for the previous match!”
Boom!
Every time Mosol appeared on camera, he was always flying somewhere, frozen solid, or dead.
-Ugh… why is my school days showing up there…?
I’m sorry, I can’t translate this – it appears to be Korean text with onomatopoeia/emoticons expressing sadness or distress, but “모솔아” doesn’t form a standard Korean word. Could you verify the spelling?
-Stop bullying Mosol! Stop bullying Mosol! Stop bullying Mosol!
Even though they had already secured victory, Balloon Stars relentlessly targeted Mosol.
“Wait, this is…! They’re ignoring the team’s victory and obsessing over just beating Mosol!”
Even in a situation where killing Mosol again was meaningless.
[Oppa. Again, again?]
[Yeah.]
Almond was resolute.
[I… I think I need to do something different now?]
[No. This is the combination we talked about. Taco’s combination.]
[Ha… I did say that.]
Almond used the combination as an excuse, but anyone could see this was revenge from the first match.
As a result, Mosol had to take so many arrows that he’d see them in his dreams tonight.
“Ah… Mosol! That’s not a fire spirit right now—it’s a hedgehog spirit!”
“This impact will carry through to the third match!?”
“Humanity… No! The strongest of the nuts! Almond!”
“The world is truly heartless! If Mosol had just one girlfriend! Would he have suffered like this! It’s so unfair!!”
King Gul spoke as if he’d possessed Mosol himself, wailing dramatically.
“Meanwhile, Almond clearly seems to have plenty of women around him, which makes me even angrier!”
“King Gul, you’re a married man!”
“Ugh!”
Just as the casters had feared, Mosol’s mental state had completely shattered.
‘Damn… damn… why is this happening to me?’
He could no longer perform his role on the battlefield.
With the team’s core gone, the match naturally became a victory for Balloon Stars.
“Ahhhhh, no!”
“Balloon Stars catches up again! You’d think the team that lost the first set would be weaker, but they’re overwhelmingly dominant! Completely one-sided!”
By the time the nexus finally fell and the game ended.
“Mosol racked up a whopping 12 deaths.”
Mosol’s death count reached 12.
While it’s a number you often see in solo ranked, it’s a death count that rarely appears in tightly contested team tournament matches like this.
It was proof that the game had completely fallen apart.
“His pride must have taken some serious scratches, right?”
“It’s truly terrible.”
“If I were Mosol, I’d delete the community app first!”
Even after leaving the battlefield, Mosol’s expression wasn’t very good.
“Mosol is still young, so honestly, if he cried here, I’d understand.”
“He’s developed PTSD. These are just 12 deaths, but the assassination attempts actually exceeded thirty-eight! Even King Jeongjo didn’t suffer this much!”
-Jeongjo lmaooooo
He was a lonely crown prince ㅠㅠ
-Just leave Mosol alone!
Hang in there, Mosol ㅠㅠㅠ
-Yeah. I’ll hang in there.
Not thirty-eight times though lolol
“Are you certain about thirty-eight times?”
“It’s just a figure of speech.”
Puhahahaha.
Laughter rippled through the audience.
“Now! Balloon Stars has proven themselves in scrimmages, but since they’ve only beaten weak teams, their actual competitive performance has been hard to evaluate. And Soloizebaek, weak in scrimmages but rising like a supernova by beating only strong teams! They’ve met at the crossroads. It’s one versus one! There’s nowhere to retreat! Next, the final decisive match! Let’s take a quick break for commercials!”
Advertisements played on the broadcast channel, and the players disappeared into the waiting room.

* * *
“That was great this time!”
“Wooooo!”
Miho and the other teammates bounced excitedly in the waiting room.
Balloon Gum rolled around the waiting room.
I maintained my composure since the match wasn’t over yet.
However…
‘This feels refreshing.’
I had completely crushed Mosol, who had struggled in the first game. He was human too—there was no way I wouldn’t be pleased. Inwardly, I was elated.
‘This victory carries significant meaning.’
Moreover, it was a victory with substantial strategic advantage. I had secured the win through roaming-style play that I hadn’t attempted before.
Our enemies would have far more to worry about when facing Balloon Stars from now on.
‘Most importantly, the game was clean.’
I was now able to grasp the macro-level game flow reasonably well. In my assessment, this game had almost nothing to provide feedback on.
“Well, there’s nothing to provide feedback on for this match!”
Taco even said this while clapping his hands together.
It meant this game had been truly perfect.
“Let’s use a similar strategy for the next match. It’s clear they couldn’t respond to it.”
My expression brightened.
‘As expected.’
I was pleased that Taco shared the same thoughts as me.
Tap.
Taco placed a hand on my shoulder.
“How about it, Almond? Isn’t the real thing fun?”
It was fun.
There was no doubt about it.
Synchronizing with my teammates, dismantling the opponent’s tactics, and dominating the battlefield.
There seemed to be nothing in the world that made my heart race more than this.
For a moment that day, I forgot about archery. And about Soyeon as well.
I pondered briefly, then smiled and nodded.
“It’s fun.”
That day, the third match was a complete victory for Balloon Stars.

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