Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 843

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 313
101. Heaven Aids Us (3)
Inside the waiting room, in Sync Tank’s conference room.
Hee-cheol listened to Chiseung’s words with a serious expression.
He had apparently discovered Rome’s weakness.
“A weakness…?”
Now, of all times, he discovered Rome’s weakness?
Surely he already knew about it—Hee-cheol questioned curiously.
“Yes. It’s the Priest.”
The weakness of Rome that Chiseung had discerned was the Priest.
Gob Spear and Mool Mandu reacted with disbelief, as if asking what he was talking about.
“Are you seriously saying that now?”
“Come on, hyung. Don’t mess with us.”
It’s common knowledge that the Priest is an important unit for Rome.
Naturally, the Priest also becomes Rome’s weakness.
It wasn’t that they didn’t know this and left the Priest alone.
Typically, Priests are positioned at the very rear of the army, in the safest location, making it difficult to properly target them.
If anything could be targeted, it would be from the 3 o’clock era onwards, when sufficient long-range firepower is available.
From the 3 o’clock era onward, Priests can be continuously produced, so they don’t become particularly important.
So what Chiseung is saying is right now….
“Wait, hold on.”
Hee-cheol raises his hand briefly.
A certain scene had flashed through his mind.
“Yeah, he definitely died.”
In the previous match, the Priest died in the 2 o’clock era.
He had thought it was an accident.
“It wasn’t an accident?”
“No. In the 2 o’clock era, Joseon is the only civilization that can assassinate the Priest.”
“!”
Joseon is the only one that can assassinate the Priest?
“Something really strange happened in the first match. Generally, the situation unfolded too quickly and it just passed by.”
They had mostly understood it as Anto letting the Priest slip through, which Almond then killed….
Half right and half wrong.
“Anto simply miscalculated the range.”
Anto didn’t let the Priest slip through—he let the calculation slip.
“Look.”
Chiseung began drawing a diagram.
A moderate hill, and the enemy camp buried below it.
A defense tower positioned on top of that hill.
He writes “[Concentration 3 seconds!]” on it.
“How far can we reach from here? Does anyone know the exact calculation?”
“….”
In theory, everyone roughly knew the maximum range of the Joseon short bow, but it was difficult to determine in the situation drawn out before them.
Civil Empire arrows are weapons where ‘power’ is fixed rather than ‘range’ being predetermined.
That’s why curve shots naturally have much shorter ranges.
With the same power, the arrow must travel a greater curved distance, so naturally the range decreases.
“Who knows? It’s normal not to know. People don’t usually test these things directly. The elevation differences are never the same each time.”
These calculations vary depending on the situation.
“But I calculated it based on the most common elevation difference in theory. And factoring in the Priest’s healing range, I determined whether our archers could target the Priest during a company-level standoff….”
Tap-tap-tap-tap.
Chiseung draws more onto the diagram.
A long parabolic arc reaches the top of the Priest’s head.
“Assuming the defense tower is built on a hill 5 meters above ground level, if we utilize the maximum range at the edge….”
Bang.
His pen stops.
Right above the Priest.
“The moment the Priest engages in combat, it becomes an assassination.”
Hee-cheol’s eyes widen.
‘So that’s it….’
They simply built the defense tower thinking it was advantageous high ground.
There was no significant thought given to increasing the tower’s height to extend the range.
From the Commander’s perspective, the elevation difference wasn’t clearly perceived, and Anto watching from above likely felt the same.
This is a calculation that only soldiers viewing from a first-person perspective can make on the battlefield.
Did Almond calculate this?
‘No.’
He didn’t.
Hee-cheol could be certain of that.
He couldn’t make such calculations.
But he knows with uncanny precision exactly how far his arrows can reach.
That’s why he saw it.
Anto’s blunder that no one else had noticed.
‘No, wait. It’s not a blunder.’
Actually, if Almond hadn’t existed, it wouldn’t have been a blunder at all.
The Priest was simply positioned where he should have been.
The defense tower Almond climbed was built roughly 5 meters above ground, and by chance the terrain where the Priest stood was slightly lower, creating a combined elevation difference of 6 to 7 meters.
‘This is a gap. Literally… a weakness.’
It appeared to Almond.
A hair-thin crack in Rome’s fortress.
“With the elevation the defense tower provides… we’re looking at a height difference of over 20 meters. At that point, even a Priest maximizing healing range from the rear would die….”
“Yes. Of course, this exact situation won’t occur again. I’m speaking based on the first match.”
“I see. So we need to create such a situation?”
“Yes. We can induce it. However…”
Chiseung shows me a photograph of a certain map.
[Mongolia’s Plains]
“If a place like this appears, it becomes problematic. At that point, we’d need to make adjustments. But if there’s even a slight elevation difference, it’s a high-ground play worth attempting.”
Hee-cheol nods.
It was certainly true.
If we could assassinate the Priest in the second era, even Rome as a massive enemy becomes insignificant.
‘If we pull this off well…”
In the ancient era, the fortress walls were fundamentally protected by the walls themselves, making it impossible to even attempt.
‘Could we even target the Priest stationed at the main base?’
Once my thoughts opened the floodgates toward Priest assassination, countless possibilities began to reveal themselves.
“Let’s discuss this more. Chiseung.”
“Yes!”

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Meanwhile, the fake National Team film crew was capturing both the content of Hee-cheol’s meeting and the atmosphere of the waiting room.
“…The players are quite quiet, aren’t they?”
One of the fake National Team crew members mutters quietly.
Originally, when the Joseon Team’s players won, the waiting room atmosphere would become quite lively.
Only Sync Tank and the Commander would enter a separate conference room for discussion, while the players would be busy recounting tales of their heroics—how well they performed, what they accomplished in that moment.
In decisively won matches, each player would have something to say, turning it into a bustling marketplace of voices.
But now, it’s quiet.
“Ever since the Japan match, things have been gradually changing… Now they seem like completely different people.”
“Indeed.”
Joseon was now a different team.
Despite achieving one victory against Rome itself, the players remained undisturbed.
They were all focused on the second match.
They might be deliberately restraining themselves, or they might have truly grown accustomed to victory.
Either way, this was a significant change.
Not dwelling on small wins and losses, but immediately preparing for what comes next.
This professional demeanor was now manifesting in the Joseon Team.
Perhaps, without even realizing it, they were becoming professionals.
“Please prepare the players for entry!”
The waiting time had ended.
The players stood one by one and lined up.
The second match would begin shortly.
The players, all wearing serious expressions, waited before the entrance.
‘They’ve all changed.’
‘Remarkable.’
The fake National Team’s camera follows and captures the moment in admiration.
Then─
The screen displayed highlight scenes from the first match again.
Unlike what was shown initially, this version contained the players’ voices.
[Follow me! Follow me!]
[Go in!]
With the players’ calls included, it was a satisfying video perfect for watching during break time.
Next, the most crucial moment from the first match appeared.
The scene where Pangeo and Almond each took down one opponent and defended the tower.
It was literally a battle executed through the archers’ skillful techniques.
Pierre and his colleague Hana climbed up to the defense tower.
[Damn it!]
[Ugh!]
While the Joseon Soldiers were all being overwhelmed.
Pangeo fired a curved shot.
And─
Both were eliminated in an instant.
──Whoosh!
Moments later, Almond climbed up to the defense tower and checked the bodies.
[Pierre… Cut!]
His voice echoed across the arena.
Ringing clearly.
Only then could Almond understand.
‘It wasn’t me?’
His eyes met with Pangeo’s, who was waiting nearby.
Pangeo was barely holding back his laughter.
The entire audience burst into laughter.
“Wahahahahahaha!!”
The screen showed the Balloon Stars Members laughing their heads off.
Balloon Gum was particularly convulsing with laughter.
Almond’s face turned red.
He would remember this moment.
Because of this, the players on the field clenched their teeth.
Especially the archer unit didn’t even let out a groan.
‘If I laugh here, I’ll have to run twice instead of once!’
Though such a thing wouldn’t happen now that it was the finals, their bodies were reacting instinctively anyway.
Thanks to this, the Joseon Team was able to begin their entrance with that serious expression from before.
“Players! Enter!”

* * *
“The players are entering the arena!”
“Roooaaarrr!”
As the players filed in, the commentators began laying the groundwork for the second match.
“Now, Joseon is leading Rome by a stunning 1-0! The second match is about to begin!”
The players entered their capsules one by one, and the commentators exchanged some casual remarks to build excitement.
“Ah, King Gul. What are your thoughts on the structure of this second match?”
“Well, since we haven’t even seen the map yet, it’s difficult to say much, but! I have to say, Joseon looks more capable than I expected!?”
“Really!? Joseon!? Against Rome!?”
“Yes! Surprisingly, their performance in the first match was quite impressive. Joseon today looks in excellent condition! I have a feeling they can do this!”
“Then you’re saying Joseon could even go all the way to the championship!?”
“Exactly! Now that they’ve made it to the finals! It wouldn’t be strange for anyone to win. If Joseon wins, I promised my wife and children we’d go to Hawaii! I might need to book the plane tickets right now!”
“Oh no…!?”
King Gul’s words sent the chat into an uproar.
-Stop the jinx!
-Why’d he suddenly curse it lol
I can’t provide a reliable translation for this text as it appears to contain corrupted or nonsensical Korean characters and fragments that don’t form coherent words or phrases.
-If Rome wins, I’m confessing to her! How did Rome become such a strong team? Rome’s championship skin will be a gold and purple helmet!
-Out of nowhere lol
-Is Rome paying him?
-King Gul’s lost it lol
Such premature declarations were strictly forbidden among the fans during matches of this importance.
There had been far too many cases where overconfident predictions led to teams inexplicably losing the championship or falling to underdogs.
“Ahahaha! King Gul means if Rome wins, then Rome wins and he goes on vacation!”
The caster quickly recovered and returned to discussing the match.
“Excellent! All players have entered! Joseon versus Rome, Rome versus Joseon—the long-awaited national championship finals! Match two! Let’s watch together~!”
With the caster’s cry, the hologram activated and the arena filled with dust.
Rumble, rumble, rumble…!
The terrain rose and fell dramatically, showing far greater elevation differences than the previous map.
“This isn’t… a naval map…is it? We’re always notified in advance about the first naval map appearance, right? The third match is the naval map.”
Maps with such dramatic elevation differences were usually naval maps.
If you just filled them with water, they’d look like islands floating around.
However, naval combat was reserved for the third match.
The second match was not a naval battle.
“Then this must be a mountain map!?”
After the terrain finished forming, verdant greenery spread across various parts of the map.
Whoooosh…!
Leaves sprouted up, the entire map turned green, and the name was revealed.
[Treacherous Mountain Gorge]
“Roooaaarrr!”
Cheers erupt from the Joseon audience section.
-Ohhh
-Kyaaah
-Heaven itself aids us lol
-This is it
-Yesss
King Gul clenches his fist tightly.
“That’s right! Finally! We’ve got a map favorable to Joseon!?”
Even when maps have advantages and disadvantages, there are rarely cases where win rates diverge by such massive margins.
But a favorable map certainly made it easier to execute strategies.
After all, the opponent would need to think twice before acting.
“Man, if Joseon secures the second set here and then completely dominates the third naval battle 3 to 0, that would be perfect! Rome has been playing so well that honestly, anything beyond that is terrifying?”
“Yes! No civilization would want a long five-game series against Rome. When we landed that lucky punch, we need to press the advantage mercilessly and finish it in one go!”
“Alright! The match has started! The map is a rugged mountain valley! Rome is positioned at the eleven o’clock northwest in blue, and Joseon is at five o’clock southeast in red.”

* * *
A rugged mountain valley.
The moment this map appeared, a sense of victory permeated Joseon’s Sync Tank.
‘This is it…!’
Not only had a favorable map appeared for Joseon, but this was something more.
“Chiseung. This, this….”
Gob Spear swallowed hard, staring at Chiseung.
Chiseung nodded.
A map that could implement extreme elevation differences without even requiring defense towers had appeared.
Chiseung’s fist clenched tightly.
Perhaps this truly was heaven’s gift to Joseon.
“Yes. It’s here. The map where we can assassinate the Priest.”

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