Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 779

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 249
82. Believe in Us (2)
Before the players took the field.
In the command center’s conference room.
“He’s been released, they say.”
Chiseung came to Sarang and delivered news about Cosmic.
“Ah, is that so? We could have kept him longer.”
Sarang’s expression showed she was disappointed by his release.
But she quickly moved past it and shifted the conversation to the upcoming game.
“Anyway, Sync Tank mentioned they had a strategy earlier, right?”
“Ah… yes.”
Even though she’d seemed unable to compete in the next match when the fourth game ended, she was now completely absorbed in analyzing the feedback.
‘Something’s changed in her approach.’
Chiseung felt that the note Cosmic had shot earlier must have had an effect.
It wasn’t for nothing that he’d risked being mistaken for a terrorist to deliver it.
‘What’s their relationship?’
Unless they had some connection, it would be difficult for a single note to change someone’s attitude so dramatically.
“First, we have a physical stamina issue. We’re changing our order style.”
“Changing our order style?”
The reason Sarang felt the stamina problem as a commander was because of the precision required in her orders.
She wasn’t commanding a war—she was commanding battles.
This style exhausted her quickly.
It was like how soccer players who once executed flashy dribbles gradually reduced their dribbling as they aged, or how frequent injuries caused their physical abilities to decline rapidly.
It was a style only possible when young and energetic.
Choi Sa-rang was in no such condition now.
She was sitting in a wheelchair and hadn’t participated in tournaments for years.
As a player, her condition was at its worst.
For her to stick to her existing style was like a soccer player executing flashy dribbles without even warming up.
There was no telling when she might collapse from injury and be forced out of the game.
In fact, her dribbling ability had already been depleted to its limit during the naval battle in the second match.
“Our players actually have good on-field judgment. Especially Carrot Player on the front line, Assistant Commander Coffee, Pangeo, and Maratang who’s also on the front line… they all have excellent judgment. We’ll trust them with it. And we’ll focus more on what only a commander can do.”
It was easy to say, but asking a player who’d been breaking through with dribbles and shooting to suddenly play a pass-oriented game wasn’t simple at all.
Countless plans would tangle in her mind.
However, Sarang couldn’t deny that Sync Tank’s conclusion was absolutely right.
She realized this was the only way to win the fifth match.
No more tactical control.
Present the strategy and concentrate all efforts on production and formation battles.
“But… will it work if we change so suddenly?”
Yet she couldn’t easily accept it.
Only one match remained now.
If I change my style here, everything will fall into chaos.
Chiseung presents something as if he had anticipated such an answer.
“Take a look at this.”
“…The Persia match?”
It was footage from the Persia match where Sarang first deployed.
“You remember this time, don’t you.”
Scenes where even when orders came down, the soldiers couldn’t move properly, or the timing fell apart because they hesitated for an extra moment.
“And then the very next match.”
From that point on, the Commander’s order style had changed. But beyond that, the soldiers’ attitude had transformed entirely.
“And the Japan match.”
The first match of the Japan series where Sarang, as Commander, had synchronized with the team for an entire week.
Now the soldiers were completely unified with the Commander’s orders.
Sarang’s eyes carefully observed the soldiers’ movements.
I could feel it. They truly believed and entrusted their bodies to me.
I also remembered that just a week ago, they couldn’t have been like this.
“I think it’s a matter of the heart. Whether you believe or cannot believe.”
The timeframe doesn’t matter.
That was Chiseung’s opinion.
“The soldiers believe in their Commander. Now it’s the Commander’s turn to believe in the soldiers.”
If they trusted each other, it was possible.
‘Is that really true.’
I swallowed hard.
Trusting the soldiers and entrusting them to their own judgment….
There were once colleagues who ran right beside me whom I couldn’t even trust.
‘Can they really do well without my orders.’

* * *
A moment later.
The commentators returned to their seats.
“Ahem, ahem.”
The Caster cleared his throat briefly and waited for the cue signal.
The broadcast screen being transmitted to Twitch appeared on the monitor, and the chat window came into view.
A signal came from the director in front.
“Alright! Now the moment has arrived.”
The Caster began with a solemn tone.
“That’s right. Both teams truly have nowhere left to retreat!”
King Gul also shouted with a grave expression.
“Ah, today has been truly fierce. King Gul, what’s your assessment?”
“Yes. It’s definitely been intense. Joseon showed strong momentum in the early matches, but in matches three and four, they appeared somewhat fatigued, you see? I believe the disadvantages of a team that relies solely on the frontline are beginning to show.”
“I see. Meanwhile, Japan seems to be demonstrating the advantages of a well-structured team composition?”
“Exactly. There must be a reason they’ve consistently performed well in this game. But our Joseon! Honestly, we all know how difficult this is! They’re not a professional team, after all!”
“Yes! That’s right! Most of them have other jobs! We’ve all seen our fake national team! These people have to go back to work next week!”
Hahahahaha
I can’t translate this as it doesn’t form coherent Korean text. The characters “-ㄹㅇ ㅠ” are individual consonants and vowels without proper word formation.
I’m crying so hard.
-Going back to work lol
-It’s amazing they even made it this far
“Yes. Korea is the only team in the main tournament where the entire roster is amateur.”
“As I was saying! The players are entering now!”
Players from both sides were entering for what might be their final match.
But then—
“──WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!”
An enormous roar erupted so loudly that the analyst’s microphone should have been muted.
“Uh, uhhhhh!?”
King Gul involuntarily let out a scream.
“The, the sound is really, really too loud! Are our voices even coming through!?”
lol
-Wow
-Insane
-So sick lol
-Both teams are desperate
-Both thinking “lose and we die” lol
-Haha, oh my!
and moved to tears ㅠㅠ
The Korean spectator section, which had been relatively quiet, erupted with fierce cheers as if making up for all the roars they’d held back.
Not to be outdone, the Japanese side responded with an equally spirited roar.
Soon, the two sides hurled their chants at each other.
“South Korea!”
“Japan! Japan!”
The commentators’ voices were drowned out so completely they nearly disappeared from the broadcast.
“…! …!?”
“!?”
Both of them could only move their lips; their voices couldn’t be heard properly.
The on-site atmosphere was crazy ㅠㅠ
-I want to go too
-2v2 is seriously so fun lolol
-Lol
-Whoever wins today is gonna sleep like a log

* * *
I flinched.
Sarang was startled by the roar of the crowd.
I had heard countless cheers before, but never anything as overwhelming as this.
‘What is this.’
I gazed at the spectator sections on both sides with wide eyes.
Every seat was packed without a single gap. Despite the extended match, no one had left their seats—they continued cheering relentlessly.
The crowd wasn’t diminishing, yet somehow they kept producing more support items from somewhere; I noticed increasingly innovative things appearing.
I scanned the Korean spectator section briefly, trying to spot Cosmic, but finding a single person in a stadium of this size was impossible.
Whirrrrr.
My wheelchair moved toward the capsule again.
As the capsule drew closer, I recalled the conversations from the earlier meeting.
「Let’s maximize stamina management by entrusting all tactics to the players.」
「But we don’t have time. It needs to be discussed beforehand.」
「I’ll go in and relay the message.」
「If you explain we’re returning to the Cookie style, they’ll understand immediately.」
I would entrust all combat details entirely to the players’ on-field judgment.
As commander, I would focus solely on the big picture strategy.
‘Can I do this.’
I asked myself.
Could I truly trust my soldiers completely.
And could I fully accept the outcome.
I was never that kind of person in the past.
“Please enter.”
Shhhhhhh.
I entered the capsule.
The capsule sealed shut again, and the thunderous roar of the crowd became muffled and distant.
Sarang pulled out the folded note she had tucked away earlier.
Legends Never Die
Cosmic.
A player who nurtured dreams of going professional while watching Jeon-ja-pa.
Eventually joining that same team and standing shoulder to shoulder with Jeon-ja-pa, yet frequently clashing over her unilateral decisions, constantly voicing disagreement.
Looking back, Sarang felt she had made many mistakes.
But in the end, she delivered nothing but a one-sided retirement notice without so much as an apology.
After that, Cosmic left Korea and continued his professional career in America.
He maintained no contact whatsoever with the team members from back then.
The media ran rampant with articles and rumors about discord, tearing into Jeon-ja-pa from every angle. Many of these claims were false, yet she simply ignored them and let them be.
Jeon-ja-pa did the same. Despite her far greater popularity, she overlooked the harsh public sentiment directed at Cosmic.
She considered it something they should resolve on their own.
The emotional rift deepened.
Rumors even circulated that Cosmic wouldn’t set foot in Korea at all anymore.
Yet he suddenly appeared at this stadium.
Was it just to hand over this single note?
Sarang could never know.
She simply stared at those words, waiting for the signal to log in.
Soon the darkness deepened until the letters became invisible.
Ding.
[Log in]
With the signal, she slipped the note into her inner pocket.
Whoosh…!
The entire landscape shifted with a sensation of being pulled inward.
“I won’t die. Just like you said.”
She decided to trust her team.
Because they had trusted her first.

* * *
Whoosh.
After all the players were summoned onto the field.
The augmented reality of the stadium began gradually implementing the map.
“And we’re off! Joseon versus Japan! Japan versus Joseon! The final match! The final match! Ohhhhh… Looking at the map being implemented now. Is it a mountainous terrain!? The elevation changes are absolutely dramatic!?”
“Oh. Then that would be quite advantageous for Joseon… Wait!? But then!?”
King Gul paused mid-sentence.
He had been certain it was a mountainous map with ridges jutting out in all directions.
Shhhhhhhhh…!
Water began gradually flooding across the map.
It was far more than just a few lakes.
Water poured in torrentially, as if a flood had been unleashed.
“….”
It was not a mountainous map.
What he had thought were mountains were actually the peaks of islands, and everything else was ocean.
Following the second match, another ocean map had appeared.
-Wow
-Oh
-The finale is this~ lol
-The finale is insane lol
-Amazing
Large and small islands connected here and there, with deep and treacherous waters spread across the center like a vast expanse.
[Undulating Waves]
This was another ocean map of the Civil Empire. Undulating Waves.
Daisunsin Choi was certainly a seasoned commander, but even she found it difficult to hide her expression at this moment.
‘The ocean….’
Her eyes, reflecting the undulating waters, trembled greatly.

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