Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 778

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 248
82. Trust in Us(1)
“That’s right… it came to me.”
“I see.”
Sanghyeon nodded and handed over the note before leading the way forward.
‘Legends Never Die.’
I had seen this phrase before.
It was from the description of Ril’s story mode.
[Incarnations are immortal beings as long as their sanctums exist. This is because they are legendary entities. Though their flesh may perish, the legends they leave behind do not. Experience the legends of theirs that still live and breathe, and become completely one with them.]
Perhaps the original English text would contain the phrase ‘Legends Never Die.’
Though merely a passage from a game description, I believed it was not wrong.
Tigers leave their hides when they die; people leave their names.
Unlike animals, humans are beings who record stories, remember them, and pass them on to others.
Thus, the legend of the person contained within that story never dies and continues on.
Even now, the already-retired Jeon-ja-pa is mentioned on the internet, and those unfamiliar with him would feel as though that existence still lives in the industry today.
In a sense, the figure known as Jeon-ja-pa still lives there.
Though retired, an existence never forgotten—a goal for all new challengers.
The industry calls that a ‘legend.’
And they never truly die.
Messi in soccer, Jordan in basketball—countless sports legends are like this.
They are passed from mouth to mouth among countless people, living eternally within them.
This was my dream as well.
I had dreamed of becoming such an existence in archery.
Though I had already run aground and sunk from a place far away.
The one who dreamed still stands here.
Perhaps it was the complete opposite of Ril’s incarnations.
Their bodies disappeared, leaving only legends behind.
I failed to leave a legend, and only an incomplete body remains.
‘….’
Before entering the building, I looked down at my right hand.
It was trembling faintly.
The fact that it trembled constantly, not occasionally, meant the strain had taken its toll.
“Sigh.”
With complicated feelings, I took another step forward and disappeared from the audience’s view.

* * *
Cosmic finished conveying his message with a toy gun.
He was about to return to his seat with a satisfied smirk at his own aim when—
CRASH!
“Wh-what!?”
Suddenly, a group of men in black suits swarmed over and slammed him to the ground.
“Ugh! Wh-what is this!? Why are you doing this!?”
There was no point in speaking. They were Japanese. As they pinned his arms behind his back, they shouted something frantically—
From the context and situation, it sounded like the Miranda rights that detectives recite in dramas when making an arrest.
And then he heard something about a terrorist.
“No, no! I’m not! Not me! Terrorist! You speak English? Dude!?”
Only then did Cosmic realize what they’d mistaken him for, but it was too late.
He was dragged away as is.
Click! Click…!
Nearby, people were taking photos and videos as if witnessing something extraordinary.
“Damn it! Don’t film! Shit! Don’t film!”
Cosmic, whose image was already far from pristine, desperately struggled to avoid being photographed.
Of course, that very scene was captured and uploaded to the community.

* * *
The community was abuzz discussing Joseon’s defeat.
[Joseon loses again lol]
[Wait, what was Almond’s aim just now?]
[Joseon commander bugged???]
[They played well in the early game…]
Game four’s opening was better than game three’s, but the second half of game four was absolutely disastrous.
[Ringo’s comeback scenario activating lmao]
Because of this, fans were tearing each other apart in the comments on one post.
-This feels real, I can’t even laugh anymore
-Change the script dammit, call the writer
-They really sucked lol
This is Joseon’s real skill lol. What are those people talking about winning for? Do they have eyes? lol
“Everyone knows Joseon’s skills aren’t good. But you can’t even say it? lol”
└Joseon fans who stay quiet when they’re winning but crawl out when it’s time like this lmao
lol that’s so funny
└Yep~ Joseon fans are a religion~
“How is the fandom name ㅈ-something ㅈ-something lol”
This was a markedly different public sentiment from what had been shown in previous international tournaments.
[Since it’s Korean-Japanese War, reaching the quarterfinals is a miracle, but everyone’s expectations are crazy]
lol that’s hilarious
-Of all things, it had to be a Korean-Japanese War
-Honestly, even losing here, they should come back with applause
└That’s not happening in a Korean-Japanese War
-Actually, even reaching 2v2 is a miracle; they’re just getting flak because of the order
lol if the order had been switched, the whole community would be in chaos right now lol
└Isn’t it already going crazy?
Hahahahaha lol
No matter how remarkable it was to reach the quarterfinals, the disappointment was inevitable given the victories we’d achieved before.
Moreover, since this was the “Korean-Japanese War” that had captured the greatest attention from Korean audiences, the backlash was fierce.
Amid all this, a single incident arose that could briefly divert the community’s attention.
[Breaking News) Japanese Man Caught Attempting to Terrorize Joseon Commander]
An article with a photo of a man being dragged away by security guards spread rapidly.
The article described him as a “Japanese audience member.”
This actually meant he was an audience member watching the game from Japan.
-??
-Huh?
-These crazy bastards
-Wow; what the hell is this
-Reverse An Jung-geun, what the hell
Hahahahahahaha
Lol that’s hilarious ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
-???:Kill the Joseon commander who invaded Japan…
-Why are they doing this when they’re winning
└It’s 2v2, so you never know
-So damn disgusting, cowardly bastards
At first, his face was pixelated in the photo, so almost no one recognized who he was.
Since there was no audio in the photo, people simply mistook the “Japanese audience member” description as referring to a Japanese person.
Ironically, thanks to this misunderstanding, public opinion briefly shifted to defending the Joseon Commander.
-Damn it, don’t curse at them for losing while playing in those conditions
We were in the middle of a war ㅠㅠㅠ
-And you want to terrorize someone in a wheelchair??? Are you serious???
-Go Joseon! Endure the hate and win~!
This misunderstanding continued until the terrorist’s identity was revealed.
For a while, the entire forum was filled with talk about the terrorist and messages of encouragement for Joseon.
And….
[Wait, that’s Cosmic?]
Only after it was finally revealed that he was Cosmic did the incident come to a close.
[Video Attached) Not Japanese, but Cosmic.]
The funny part was that the fact he’d attempted terrorism was still being misunderstood, so
all the curses that had been directed at Joseon were now directed at Cosmic instead.
[Why is he acting like that over there? He’s totally an attention seeker]
[Cosmic lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol]
[Why is he committing terrorism?? Damn traitor?]
“Damn, that’s hilarious”
[Wow, I hope he’s not crazy, but he’s still trying to grab attention here too]
It was the price he paid for his already poor image and the ridiculous misunderstanding he had caused.
Of course, his true intentions would be revealed later.
[Breaking News) Cosmic didn’t commit terrorism, just shot support notes with a toy gun lolol]
Cosmic went with good intentions, so why is he getting cursed at lol
“He was originally a punching bag lol”
“Your usual behavior is ㅋㅋ”
That guy’s kind of pathetic lol
There were those who pitied him, but truthfully, it was karma from his past deeds.
In any case, Cosmic’s intention to support the Commander seemed to have been realized.
Because he took all the criticism instead, the posts cursing Joseon noticeably disappeared.

* * *
Trembling, trembling, trembling….
I sat in a corner of the waiting room, quietly looking down at my right hand.
‘Stop… stop….’
The trembling hadn’t stopped since earlier.
「Sanghyeon, it would be better if you stopped now. At least fall back to the second line and play the game.」
The doctor’s words passed by my ears.
「Why are you all so serious about this? Really… it’s not even a national team match.」
She had spoken out of frustration at how her patients were pushing their bodies so hard.
But those words had unexpectedly pierced deep into my heart.
‘That’s… true.’
It was true that I had dreamed of becoming a national representative.
I had always dreamed of wearing the Taegeuk mark, standing on stage in the name of the Republic of Korea, and confidently hanging a gold medal.
However, here the name was Joseon, not the Republic of Korea, and there was no Taegeuk mark—the symbol of a national representative—on the uniform. Only the Monster sponsor’s advertisement was attached.
And my right hand was trembling more than ever.
‘Should I switch to the sword instead of the bow?’
When I used the sword, the situation was at least somewhat better. I didn’t need to aim as precisely as with the bow.
But could I, as a Joseon swordsman, really defeat the Japanese swordsmen?
Not with a surprise attack, but when we clashed sword against sword from the start. Could I overwhelm them as I do with the bow?
Absolutely not.
No matter what anyone says, Joseon is a bow civilization, and it’s always the archers who take the initiative in the first battle.
‘But if I do this, I’ll only be a hindrance.’
The faces of my teammates—Pangeo, Danggeun, Spam, Ratte, and others—flashed through my mind.
They were already excellent archers in their own right.
There would be no accommodation for someone with a disabled arm.
「A national tournament? That’s fine, but don’t push yourself. You’re a streamer, not a professional gamer.」
Juhyeok’s words passed through me like a breeze.
Beside him were Jia’s face, Department Manager Oh from Punk’s group, Bontovi who’d been helping Juhyeok lately, and countless CEOs who’d given me sponsorships….
That was right. I definitely carried burdens as a streamer as well.
“Sigh─”
Sanghyeon let out a long breath and dropped his head. Sweat-dampened bangs twisted at the front of his vision, catching his eye.
Time slipped away while I was deliberating.
“Players. Please prepare to enter!”
Murmur, murmur.
The waiting room grew briefly noisy.
“Wait. What? No feedback?”
“What’s going on? We’re just going out like this?”
“…Ugh. Seriously.”
Without any feedback on the previous match, we were heading into the fifth game after just resting.
Given that this was a critical match, it was only natural to be bewildered.
Then Baram burst through the door and shouted.
Bang!
“Just go! Get in there! We’ll do a quick briefing inside! Okay!? The meeting ran late!”
It seemed the command staff and think tank’s meeting had taken quite a while.
“O, okay~”
The soldiers were flustered, but didn’t show it much.
If anyone added a few more words here, everyone’s morale would plummet.
The air in the Joseon team’s waiting room seemed to shimmer with invisible powder keg dust.
“Let’s go! Enteeeeer!”
The players lined up and headed back toward the arena.
Sanghyeon slowly shook his head, trying to shake off his thoughts.
Let me just go in and think about it.
What to do.
Thud─
The moment I stepped into the arena without a single thought in my head.
“!”
Suddenly I felt as though my entire body was lifted into the air and sent flying backward.
“Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”
A roar erupted that was incomparable to anything before.
It was as if thunder had crashed right before my eyes.
“South──Korea!!!”
Boom boom! Bang! Crash!
The cheers rang out with crystal clarity, so loud my eardrums nearly burst.
My heart pounded in rhythm with the drums.
‘Coach….’
A surge of heat rose from deep within my chest. It ascended swiftly, settling into my eyes that vividly captured this moment before me.
「Coach. If I win the National Championship, isn’t that the same as being a national representative?」
It was a question I had asked the Coach while preparing for the National Championship.
「What? Haha. Yeah. Well. Your skills would certainly be at the national representative level.」
「…Skills? If your skills are at the national representative level, then you’re a national representative.」
「It’s different. A national representative, you see. Um… to put it simply, the people must acknowledge that this person is the one who determines our country’s victories and defeats.」
「Do we need a cheering section?」
「Uh, uh-ahahaha! A cheering section, yes. You need something like that. Then we’ll just slap the Taegeuk mark right on you.」
Tap, tap.
The Coach tapped my right arm as he spoke.
「So… if you have the skills and a cheering section. You give the Taegeuk mark without taking the national representative test?」
「Huh? That won’t happen. Archery doesn’t get watched by anyone unless it’s a national representative match. How would there be a cheering section? You brat. Stop scheming and just take the national representative test!」
「Ugh… tch.」
Yeah, he was right.
Back then, the Coach was correct.
Sanghyeon muttered to myself.
“Ugh… Coach.”
The Coach must have lied to push me to practice.
Well, I could see it now with my own eyes.
The audience divided into blue and red sections.
Regardless of who they were or what country they represented, everyone stood up and passionately chanted their cheers.
It was clearly visible in them.
As my eyes grew hotter, as the boundary between those two colors gradually blurred.
That dream I had cherished appeared before me, larger than anyone else’s.
“You’re giving me the Taegeuk mark.”
As if answering my words, the audience roared once more with tremendous force.
“Dae──han! Min-guk!”
The name of the Republic of Korea, the Taegeuk mark, countless spectators.
Now no one could deny it.
I could no longer run away.
Here, I was a true national representative.

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