Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 597

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 67
24. The Devil of Interviews (2)
In European history, Spain’s Invincible Armada is said to be a prime example of a “famous but useless” meme.
It became famous because of its name—the Invincible Armada—but it was never actually invincible, or so they say.
There’s even a theory that Spain itself named it the Invincible Armada to showcase their relatively weak naval power and divert attention away from their army’s superiority.
Of course, neighboring countries rarely respect each other, so mocking the Invincible Armada in Europe was as commonplace as how our country called the Japanese “wokou” and how Japan called our country “Chosenjin.”
But I never expected someone from a completely unrelated non-European region—East Asia—to make such a statement.
“To Joseon, Frank was like Spain’s Invincible Armada.”
Non-European regions believed the Invincible Armada was truly invincible, only to be barely defeated by England in the end.
That is, before Almond mocked them!
“It was only invincible in name.”
With just two sentences, Almond demolished both the past enemy and the future enemy, leaving the Reporter utterly stunned by his interview prowess.
“Ah…! You’re, you’re absolutely right! I’ve also heard that the Invincible Armada never actually proved it was invincible even once?!”
-Hahahaha
-That’s actually true
-The “Useless Armada” lol
-They just rammed ships and relied on close combat anyway
-This is insane lol
-Spanish players are gonna be so happy watching this interview
-The French are gonna be even more pissed lol
Unintentionally, Almond had fired the opening shot to revive an old tradition of international rivalry.
-Now this is international competition interviews~
-Can we finally get some trash talk back? lol
-Verbal sparring lol Is this making a comeback?
Since international competitions are games where nations fight using races modeled after their civilizations’ histories,
there had been quite a bit of this kind of provocation and mockery.
There was a time when people reacted sensitively to every word, so it had largely died down.
However, the gamers had been missing it.
-So entertaining
-Spain’s gonna say something back lol
-Now this is what I’m talking about
In sports, nothing is more entertaining than when conflict arises between rivals.
That’s why a bit of trash talk has become a culture across all sports.
Of course, Almond didn’t know about this culture precisely.
He simply said what he thought.
The Reporter held the microphone out again.
“Almond, it sounds like you’re saying Frank’s matchups and strength are just famous in name! And Spain is nothing special either! So then, could you tell us which opponent you find truly difficult?”
Frank isn’t that impressive.
Spain isn’t invincible.
Then could it be Rome?
“It seems like Mongolia.”
It wasn’t a guess. It was Mongolia.
“Mongolia… really?”
But that’s not even in our group, is it?
The Reporter, who had intended to ask about the greatest threat civilization within the same group, was somewhat taken aback.
-Huh?
-That’s not even in our group?
-????
-What a championship mindset lol
-Is he dissing Rome? Is he dissing Frank? Is he dissing Spain? I genuinely have no idea
-lmao
-“Move unpredictably”
-Reporter: (save me)
The Viewers mocked Almond’s answer as absurd, but the Reporter was inwardly astounded.
‘In the first place, most teams don’t even get past the group stage.’
Naming Mongolia as a threat meant he was presupposing that Joseon would advance beyond this group stage.
Until now, the group stage preliminaries were all Joseon ever had in international competitions.
These four nations comprising the group were Joseon’s entire world.
That’s why the Reporter hadn’t bothered to add the phrase “in this group.”
Yet now, Almond was gazing at something far beyond that.
Not arrogance or ostentation, but genuinely, purely looking upward.
The Reporter swallowed dryly and asked.
“Mongolia, you say… may I ask why?”
The reason Mongolia was a threat was obvious.
It was the civilization with the most championships in international competitions and various tournaments, and by global historical standards, its combat prowess was among the greatest of its era.
However, the Reporter didn’t want such an obvious answer—he wanted to hear more details from Almond’s perspective.
He had become intrigued.
By this ambitious young man….
“Well… they’ve won a lot of championships… and I heard they’re the strongest….”
“?”
Huh?
The strongest… you heard?
The Reporter’s expression turned bewildered.
Wait, he didn’t choose it because he had some grand ambition—he just picked it based on what someone told him?
-lol “Cookie said…”
-Surprisingly, Almond is a newbie to this game
-There’s no way he’d know anything lol
The Reporter was greatly flustered.
“A-ahem. I see. Thank you so much for the interview!”
Whoosh.
The Reporter retreated as if fleeing.
The interview seemed to have wrapped up rather abruptly for some reason.
However, Almond was satisfied.
‘Am I getting better at talking?’
He was even puffing up with pride, thinking his eloquence was improving by leaps and bounds.

* * *
Meanwhile, at the broadcast table where they’d been watching the interview.
“Wow. Almond, you don’t say much, but each word hits hard, doesn’t it?”
The Caster speaks with a laugh.
King Gul chimes in as well.
“I thought Almond had applied concentration essence to his tongue! The way he charges up each word and fires it off is no joke!”
-Concentration essence on his tongue lol
-Hahahaha
-For real lol
-Other countries watching this interview must be so pissed lol
-Master of unintentional trash talk
“Every little thing like this is psychological warfare! Mental games! Excellent! This is a sport, you know?”
-??
-Where’s the sportsmanship?
-What sport is this even lol
-This is more like hip-hop lol
With the MVP interview finished, the broadcast was now entering its final stages.
“Yes! So we’ll wrap up our broadcast by informing our viewers that today’s match between France and South Korea saw South Korea secure a clean victory!”
“Thank you so much!”
“See you next time!”

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Shhhhk.
The capsule hisses open as I lift my upper body.
“Yeah!”
Clap clap clap.
Juhyeok was waiting and immediately applauded.
“MVP! Congratulations! Huh?!”
He gave me a congratulatory pat on the back. I smiled and stepped out of the capsule. I thought he’d be happy about the victory, but what he said next was strange.
“Hey. Don’t you think I did pretty well with the interview this time?”
“Yeah, that’s right. At the end when you shot the Knight… what?”
Interview?
No. That would’ve been better left alone.
“What are you even—”
No, wait.
Juhyeok stopped himself.
If he told me not to do it now, knowing Sanghyeon’s personality, he’d probably just do it more.
He wanted to snap back and ask if I really thought that, but instead he just smoothed it over.
“Ah, ah. The, the interview. What was I thinking. Haha. You did great. ‘You’re already good at it anyway.’ Already.”
“I should check the reactions~”
I wasn’t really listening anyway.
Grinning to myself, I headed toward the Ambul community.
I was probably hoping to hear praise for my interview.
‘Oh man. That place is hell.’
Juhyeok wanted to stop me.
But how could he suddenly snatch the small phone from my hand?
‘Anyway, guys who excel at something always seem to have a screw loose somewhere…’
Watching me, Juhyeok felt like there was some kind of balance stat when humans were made.
If you’re exceptionally good at one thing, you’re bound to be terrible at another.
For example, I wanted recognition not in the areas where I was already doing fine, but specifically in the areas where I struggled.
Like intellectual battles, or interviews.
So wasn’t I now entering Ambul, which I normally never went into, just to satisfy that need for recognition?
“Huh? It’s not working…”
“Not working? Ambul?”
“Yeah. Looks like it crashed.”
Oh. Thank God.
Was heaven helping out?
Ambul had crashed.
Juhyeok let out a relieved breath and carefully probed further.
“Well… you must’ve already checked the reactions in the chat anyway, right?”
He was asking why I was looking elsewhere when I should’ve already gotten proper feedback from the chat.
“That’s not a proper reaction. They’re just messing with me.”
“…?”
Ah. They were messing with me.
Why am I ignoring that reaction!
“Uh… haha… but, why isn’t that a proper reaction…?”
“Because they distort actual events just to mess with me.”
“When exactly….”
When exactly? Even if our viewers enjoy messing with me! They don’t make things up that don’t exist to mess with me! Juhyeok was about to say this when he paused.
‘Huh?’
Now that I think about it, hasn’t that happened before?
「Almond! I’m sorry! It’s not ten million won! It’s one million won!」
Juhyeok scratches his cheek, recalling the ten million won incident.
Sanghyeon had every reason not to trust the chat.
“Anyway, I’m tired. Let’s take a break. The Embul should recover today.”
“Oh. Wait. Is there no story about this on Rilpro?”
As expected, he wasn’t listening.
He was grinning and browsing into a different community.
“Hey, why are you looking for Civil Empire talk on Rilpro!?”
…I said that, but surprisingly, Rilpro was heating up quite a bit with Civil Empire as the topic right now.

* * *
“Ugh, ahhhhhhhhh! We won! We won!! Manager! Department Manager! CEOooooo!”
“Elisia! You should call by nickname. Not Department Manager. That’s headquarters policy.”
“Wasn’t the Department Manager’s nickname banned? Anyway! We won! We beat France!!!”
“Y-yeah! I was right next to you watching!? Stop grabbing and shaking me! This is a newly bought shirt….”
Kyaaaaaaaa!
The Civil Empire Korean branch is in a festival atmosphere today.
With increased support from headquarters this time, and the national championship match creating an unusual atmosphere.
Moreover, the fortunate timing of the Ril tournament failing….
“Wow! The viewer count is amazing too! The preliminary live broadcast had almost 100,000 viewers!?”
As a result, 100,000 viewers are recorded.
In truth, 100,000 viewers isn’t that impressive in this day and age. Especially considering the scale of inter-national competitions unfolding.
For example, when Almond was sweeping challenges at G-Star, he alone reached a maximum of 90,000 viewers.
Still, the employees were thrilled.
Life is always relative, after all.
“Wow! Last year we barely hit 30,000… 100,000? 100,000! General Yi Sun-sin! Your 100,000 great army! We’ve done it!”
A tournament that barely hit 30,000 is now hitting 100,000 on the first day.
This was truly amazing.
Think of it like buying stocks today and having them triple the next day. It was the level of ancestral blessing.
So the employee called Elisia clasps her hands together reverently and shouts to her ancestors.
“General Yi Sun-sin!? King Sejong! We’re not getting laid off, right!? Yes!? The budget keeps coming, right!?”
“Calm down, Elisia! You should ask America about that, not our ancestors!? And you came from Taiwan anyway!?”
“Are you discriminating against me right now!? I’m Korean too!”
“Ah, no, just joking. Just a joke.”
The Department Manager quickly settled his employees down.
Clap! Clap!
“Come on, everyone, let’s all calm down.”
He drew attention by clapping his hands.
“Our victory means? We have more work to do. In other words, just as Elisia said, there’s no need to worry about layoffs~ That’s what I’m saying.”
Woooooo!
At the mention of no layoffs, the cheers erupted as if they’d just scored an incredible comeback goal.
The Department Manager couldn’t tell whether to cry or laugh.
“Excellent! When the tide comes in! We must row the boat! We’ll run new user acquisition events! Hand out some gear… uh… where did you say the new traffic is coming from again…?”
“From Rilpro. Rilpro Cup’s performance has been struggling.”
“Ah! Right! Let’s go to that Rilpro community and get active! Really dig in! Scrape it all clean! Let’s pull in everyone we can!”
Most of the hundred thousand viewers came over because Rilpro Cup’s performance collapsed.
In other words, to be blunt, they came not because Civil Empire was fun, but because they wanted Korea to win.
Korea’s victory had extended their lifespan here.
But no one knew what would happen in the next match.
No one knew how long this momentum would last.
We had to pull in as many people as possible right now.
“Wait!? But there’s already a lot of Civil Empire talk on Rilpro!?”
The most prominent post on the main board was about Civil Empire.
Big) Esports makes a pathetic comeback

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