Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 629

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 99
34. Strength Demonstration (3)
Thunk!
The last Roman Soldier falls, struck by an arrow.
“Haa… haa… I’ve killed them all.”
“Almond, you’re insane.”
Pangeo gave me a thumbs up.
Then he tossed aside his broken Gakgung. It seemed the bow had snapped when he got caught up during that severe injury earlier.
“What do we do about this? I guess I’ll have to fight with their weapons now.”
Pangeo picked up a crossbow that one of the enemies had been using.
“You were alive, hyung?”
Almond tilted his head at me, looking puzzled.
“Why do you look like you wanted me dead?”
“It would’ve been better if you were. Honestly.”
ㅋㅋㅋㅋ (lol/haha)
That’s true, but lol it’s so ridiculous.
-Insane judgment
Pangeo’s injuries were severe enough that dying and respawning to reinforce the main base might have been the better play.
But what could we do? He was alive.
“Geez. You really don’t hold back with your elders.”
Pangeo chuckled and slung the crossbow over his shoulder.
“No, I thought I’d die too. But someone was already sweeping through the enemies, so without realizing it, I just started shooting like crazy. Well…”
He looked up at the sky.
It seemed the Commander wasn’t paying much attention to this area.
The battle must have started at the main base.
“…Before we go, one Roman Worker shouldn’t be a problem, right? Let’s move.”
Pangeo led the way forward.
Now it was truly time to neutralize the gold mine.
‘If he’d been watching, he would’ve dismissed me or something.’
Civilization has a dismissal function.
In extreme terms, it’s ‘suicide’—a feature used to invalidate soldiers and recruit them again from the barracks.
If Cookie had needed Pangeo, he would’ve used that function.
“There it is!”
After walking a bit further, we quickly spotted the gold mine.
Rome apparently couldn’t send reinforcements here anymore, so there were no soldiers.
The Joseon Archers had ruthlessly swept away the Workers.
“Alright. Now all that’s left is to burn down all the production buildings here.”
After that, Pangeo gathered the remaining soldiers and gave orders.
[Siege Ram Construction]
Joseon soldiers could construct siege weapons on-site in a makeshift manner.
It was an incredibly useful feature for ranged soldiers who couldn’t conduct siege warfare like arson.
Moreover, if there were enough soldiers, the production speed was actually faster than the original rate, making it extremely advantageous for hit-and-run tactics.
[Complete]
Thud!
A cart-like contraption with a massive battering ram hanging from it materialized.
The difference was that it wasn’t a cart, but rather a battering ram vehicle.
“Alright. Push!”
Grrrrrrrr──!
Operating this battering ram required a minimum of three soldiers.
Two soldiers pushing from both sides, and one soldier pulling and releasing the battering ram.
Of course, this was the minimum crew, but if desired, five could operate it, and up to eight could even board it.
Board? You might ask why anyone would ride this battering ram that moves slower than running soldiers.
‘Because it’s classified as a building, so it has excellent ranged defense.’
There was a reason for everything.
“They’re coming. Board!”
“Board!”
Whoosh!
As we approached the village hall, an enormous volley of arrows came flying toward us.
But the arrows dealt no damage to the soldiers whatsoever.
All the soldiers had instantly boarded inside the battering ram vehicle.
“Dismount!”
Following Pangeo’s command, the soldiers who dismounted pushed the battering ram forward.
“Dismount!”
Grrrrrrrrr──!
It was slow and heavy, but that didn’t matter. As long as we reached the village hall building, everything would be destroyed anyway.
“Board!”
“Dismount!”
The soldiers repeatedly boarded and dismounted in sync with the timing of the village hall’s arrow volleys.
Eventually, the battering ram vehicle reached the village hall.
“Pull it back!”
The massive metal weight pulled all the way back.
Creeeeak──
“Release!”
As they released it in unison, the ram accelerated tremendously and struck the village hall’s support pillar.
──Booooom!
“Ahhhhhhhhh!”
“S-save us!”
As the village hall came under attack, the worker NPCs began to panic.
The workers inside the hall all came rushing out and began evacuating.
This was an automatic response that occurred without needing the Commander’s explicit order.
“Pull! Let go!”
The battering ram didn’t need many strikes.
Very slowly, but after three or four hits, a building would begin to crumble.
Crash!
As two pillars collapsed, the village hall came tumbling down helplessly.
Whoosh.
The debris falling from the collapse began to ignite.
“The 2 o’clock sector is ours now!”
Just ten of us had captured an entire sector.
Cheers of joy erupted.
Almond also raised both arms and grinned widely.
“Wooooooo!”

* * *
“Wooooooo…!”
After all the matches ended, in a vast plaza.
The crowd’s fervor hadn’t cooled yet, as faint cheers continued to echo.
The reporter held out the microphone.
“You won today and were also selected as MVP. How do you feel?”
The man who took her microphone flashed his white teeth with a broad smile.
“Ah, I think you all appreciated my performance in the final main base battle. But honestly, I’d like to give all the credit to our Commander.”
“Ah, I see? I heard the voting was actually very close?”
“Well, it’s customary for MVP to usually go to the soldiers. That’s probably why. In reality, our Commander won this match.”
“Ah, I can really feel your absolute trust in your Commander. How did you approach today’s matchup?”
The man answered without a moment’s hesitation.
“We came with the absolute conviction that we would win.”
“Wow, truly Rome’s confidence befitting their undisputed first-place position in the group!”
“Thank you.”
The man nodded in gratitude and swept back his thick, dark hair.
His sharp features contrasted with his warm green eyes, which left a striking impression.
His nickname was Pierre.
It was also his real name.
“Pierre, you just faced Joseon, who had the strongest momentum lately. Was there a particularly impressive moment? For instance, something that made you think, ‘Ah, so this is why this team is causing such a stir…’?”
“Hmm….”
Pierre paused to think for a moment.
“There was a critical moment near the end where I almost couldn’t break through.”
“Ah… we have footage of that?”
When Rome’s main force advanced toward Joseon’s base.
As always, Joseon put up a final desperate resistance.
The reporter continued as if the memory was still vivid in her mind.
“That’s almost where the reversal nearly happened! I remember that too!”
Fortunately, the match ended in the late 3000s era, but honestly, if it had dragged on just a bit longer, a reversal would have occurred right there.
Unlike other RTS games, CivilM has a wide map, so battle flows relatively slowly—something that happens fairly often.
“Yes. There was an archer who fought until the very end back then. It was truly difficult to advance. That player apparently… made it onto the rookie rankings in this week’s 7chans magazine…”
“Ah! Aamond! Incredibly handsome!”
From the spectator seats, where surely only Rome fans remained, cheers of “Ooooooh…!” erupted.
Pierre smiled and nodded at this.
“Yes. That’s right. I thought that player was the most impressive.”
“Since Pierre, who ranks in the top 10 of player rankings, mentions it that way. It must have been truly remarkable, then? Good. So…”
Ping.
On the monitor that had turned black, Juhyeok’s face was faintly reflected.
“Sigh.”
After exhaling a breath.
He stood up from his seat.
“Is that guy okay?”
Looking worried, Juhyeok peered into the room where Sanghyeon still hadn’t emerged.
But Sanghyeon still hadn’t come out of the capsule.
Well, even when he won, he rarely came out immediately, so there was no need to worry yet.
‘His competitive spirit is incredible.’
By public assessment, Joseon was already performing miracles.
At this rate, the probability of advancing to the main tournament he’d dreamed of was high.
Perhaps even more was possible.
In fact, most players would have been satisfied.
‘Everyone except that guy.’
I recalled Sanghyeon’s interview from the fake national team.
Among all those members, only Sanghyeon—excluding Hee-cheol—had mentioned championship victory.
Juhyeok, skilled at punching calculator keys, sensed that desire was dangerous.
Realistically, Joseon’s probability of winning the championship was zero.
Eventually, there would come a time when Sanghyeon truly had to accept that.
He always said he knew it himself, but looking into his eyes, Juhyeok could tell.
Sanghyeon truly desired this team’s championship victory.
And his own championship.
Words he’d heard from Department Manager Jang came to mind.
「What? Ah, that title? Surprisingly, it was Sanghyeon’s idea.」
Fake National Team.
Though the word “fake” comes first, “national team” clearly follows after.
The person who created this title was none other than Sang-hyun Yu.
He came up with the idea, saying that what Chiseung said when boarding the bus was impressive.
The response was good. People thought it was entertaining.
But Juhyeok knew that title wasn’t an entertaining one.
It was a vague, persistent pain, as if something deep within me was being continuously pierced.
‘People will never know.’
People don’t know.
What dreams were growing inside Sanghyeon, who seemed indifferent to everything and cool on the surface.
‘What the national team meant to him.’
How brutally it had been trampled.
How much he grieved over it.
Juhyeok hadn’t witnessed Sanghyeon during that time, but he had seen something similar.
Sanghyeon, who couldn’t leave the capsule after shooting his first arrow in virtual reality.
「Hey. You don’t know how to come out…」
Juhyeok, who had approached back then, would never forget the sight of Sanghyeon he saw through the glass.
He was crying his heart out.
In the capsule where no one could hear and he was utterly alone, he was pouring out tears bitterly and profusely.
“….”
Juhyeok stared at the capsule for a moment.
There was still no sign of him coming out.
It would probably take longer once he received feedback and went through the meeting.
Juhyeok opened the front door and headed to the yard, lighting a cigarette out of habit.
Sizzle.
“Anyway….”
The cigarette smoke rose to the sky, mingling with white breath.
He gazed up blankly and asked himself.
“Could I cry like that?”

* * *
The next day.
The match between Joseon and Rome had become quite the hot topic of this tournament.
Not only domestic communities and domestic game media, but even foreign game media covered this match.
[Elite Rome’s Decisive Strike Quelling the Underdog Rebellion]
[A Storm That Passed. But the Embers Remain.]
[In the End, the Victory of the Classic.]
The reason this match became such a hot topic seemed to stem from the clash between two teams at opposite extremes.
Rome, which had rarely descended from the upper ranks of the CivilEM International Tournament, versus Joseon, which had never reached the upper ranks.
Rome, occupying the map with textbook-perfect buildups like Rome’s well-paved roads.
Joseon, taking the rough off-road path, yet rapidly pushing opponents into dire straits.
This contrasting matchup structure captured people’s attention, and more importantly, Joseon was creating the biggest upset among the underdogs of this tournament.
It was, as the media put it, an “underdog storm.”
[I’m Japanese but I’m rooting for Joseon. It’s really fun.]
[Joseon’s matches are really entertaining. Go Joseon!]
[Gaming is definitely ‘K’ after all.]
[They almost won against Rome too. A real miracle.]
As a result, Joseon gained fans overseas, and related posts frequently appeared in foreign communities.
Most encouraging was that beyond articles about the Joseon versus Rome match.
An article about Almond had been published independently.
[Almond’s “Acrobatic Spectacle” Amid Defeat—The Joseon Storm Is Far From Over]
The original article appeared in a foreign web magazine but was translated and published in Korean esports media as well.
-Acrobatic spectacle lol
-What kind of translation is that lol
-I liked the playstyle though. Just like the guy who talked about ball possession, he didn’t drag it out and shot really cleanly.
└lol
└Ball possession lol
-lol acrobatic spectacle confirmed
-Whoever recruited Aamond deserves an award. Who would’ve known a streamer could play this well
└For real lol
-Joseon! It’s not over! Fighting!

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