Genius Archer’s Streaming - Chapter 847

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The Genius Archer’s Streaming Season 3 Episode 317
102. The Bigger Picture (4)
Before Almond released his arrow.
Joseon was executing one additional maneuver.
Barbarian soldiers and archers surged toward Roman’s main base in a massive wave.
This movement resembled a ‘feint operation’.
Almond and Danggeun as bait, with this being the real assault.
“A fake-out with Cookie’s forces. This is good, right? Confusing!?”
Anto’s attention was inevitably divided in that instant.
Roman’s forces split accordingly.
In that moment, Almond’s arrow took flight.
“And Almond!! He fired!?”
The single arrow Almond released could be said to determine nearly every outcome of Game 2.
Whoooosh….
Unlike his previous shots, which traveled with considerable speed, this one hung in the air like an Olympic shot put, its flight path distinctly visible.
The arrow traced an extreme parabolic arc.
The distance it covered was nearly at the limit of what was possible.
“D-did it land!?”
Exhale.
The breath Almond had been holding escaped, and the arrow flew with remarkable precision toward the Priest’s head.
-Wow
-No way
-Something big’s coming
-Damn
-Whoa
-Is this possible?
‘It connected.’
The moment even Almond thought that.
“!”
His eyes widened in shock.
“Ahhh!?”
All the analysts gasped in astonishment.
-??
-No way
-?
-Ah
Clang…!
A massive shield burst forth, blocking the arrow.
Every face visible on the broadcast screen wore the same expression. Even the Roman audience members.
The sole exception was Anto, captured in the commander’s camera feed, whose expression stood apart.
The corners of his mouth rise in a rare smile.
One of satisfaction.
Like a fisherman who had only ever caught small fry finally landing the prized catch he’d been after.
This fisherman, who had weathered countless rough seas, knew how to endure and persevere—yet in this moment, he smiles.
His smile signifies the sweet reward earned after long patience, but to someone else, it meant certain death.
“S-such a certain method existed!?”
“Ah, no… w-what is this!?”
Since Anto knew exactly how to target the Priest, he chose the simplest and most certain method.
“This was completely over Anto’s head!?”
All it took was one shield-bearer waiting beside the Priest.
All he needed to know was which direction the arrows would come from.
In fact, he didn’t even need to prevent Almond from climbing the mountain, and it would have been fine if Joseon’s falcon had watched over them the entire time.
Rather, that too fell within his calculations.
When else would Joseon use their falcon if not now?
“How many moves ahead were you thinking!? Anto!!”
In essence, Anto had deliberately opened a path for Joseon.
Knowing that their most capable talent would be dispatched for their most critical mission, he offered them the deepest route.
That deepest place, where the enemy could be completely annihilated, was conversely a quagmire from which, once entered, there was no escape.
Shing!
Roman Soldiers drawing their swords become visible from behind Almond and Danggeun.
“Ahhh….”
The Commentators let out a gasp.
“And Joseon’s main force just openly entered the entrance, creating chaos! Yet even amid all this, there’s not a single wavering moment!?”
The main force was also being slowly and surely blocked off.
Since it was essentially a feint of a diversionary tactic, a proper battle was avoided, making it inevitable.
“Ah, they used illusion magic! But if the opponent already knows about it, there’s no way to counter it!?”
“C-can they escape from this!?”
“There’s no way! Almond and Danggeun are too deep in!?”
“Then what do we do!? Joseon!”
“There’s almost no way out! They’ve been completely sucked in by Anto! They took the bait perfectly!”
-They’re done for
-Wow…
-Seriously;
-Is this a setup??
-???: You got kidnapped

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The Roman soldiers quickly spotted Almond from the direction the arrow had been fired.
Almond and Danggeun were surrounded in an instant.
“Damn it.”
Almond glanced back toward the Priest once more.
A figure holding a shield came into view.
A familiar face.
[Pierre]
Just as Joseon had done, Rome too had deployed its most crucial talent to its most critical mission.
‘Worth a try.’
Despite confirming his opponent, Almond pressed forward.
“Danggeun. Buy me some time.”
Danggeun understood immediately.
“Got it. No choice then.”
She drew her bowstring taut toward the soldiers rushing in from behind.
Leaving Danggeun behind, Almond vaulted over the mountain peak and sprinted down the opposite slope.
“Kill him! Chase that bastard!”
“That won’t happen.”
As the Roman forces charged forward, Danggeun unleashed a barrage of arrows.
Thwang!
Thwabang!
The Roman soldiers who had been rushing forward recklessly faltered at Danggeun’s rapid-fire assault.
One even fell instantly—they had grown far too careless, thinking they had him completely cornered. Finally, they raised their shields. Their movement speed dropped significantly.
Danggeun used that opening to dash backward while continuing to draw her bowstring.
Thud!
Thud!
The arrows were completely blocked by the shields, but it didn’t matter.
‘Please.’
Her eyes were fixed on Almond’s back.
Almond’s broad shoulders moved as he drew his bowstring once more.
He was targeting the Priest again.
‘Hit him… Almond!’

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“Wait, Danggeun is buying time!? Almond!?”
“Danggeun now! The mountain tribe is retreating while firing moving shots! She’s providing perfect cover! Is this Rome!? So it really is the mountainous terrain!?”
“Joseon is saying it, right!? Mountain paths don’t work for Rome!?”
Hahahahaha
-The nation of mountain climbing
-The country where hiking gear is the uniform
-ly
Ah, Rome is flat, haha.
“Almond! Second attempt!”
Whoosh!
Almond’s arrow targets the Priest again.
‘Damn it.’
Almond knows.
He already knows where to shoot from, what angle to use, and who to target….
‘If it’s that guy.’
Pierre blocks everything.
“But Pierre is waiting at the exact location… huh!?”
──Boom!
A white light explodes near Rome’s Worker’s head.
It wasn’t the Priest.
“…!?”
Almond had started targeting the Worker instead.
Thud.
The Worker collapses, and he runs along the mountainside again.
Twang—
And he draws another arrow.
‘The Worker?’
Pierre also seems momentarily confused, glancing back and forth between the Worker and the Priest.
[Focus]
After 3 seconds of concentration.
Almond releases the bowstring.
Whoosh!
The arrow flies, and Danggeun’s blade cuts through it.
Boom!
It strikes Rome’s Worker’s head again.
Danggeun’s health drops by half.
[Health 50%]
Pierre’s eyes twitch.
Workers fall before his eyes.
Twang—
I draw the bowstring taut once more.
Positioning myself at the edge of the brush, I twist my upper body backward this time.
I release the arrow not toward Roman’s main base, but toward Danggeun.
—Thwack!
‘Gasp.’
The soldier about to finish Danggeun with a sword falls dead.
Our eyes meet—Danggeun’s and mine.
‘Oops.’
She snaps out of her daze and quickly turns her attention back, firing another Roman soldier.
Boom!
Another Roman soldier collapses.
“Almond! A super save too!?!”
“W-wait… Danggeun survives one more turn!? Is this really happening!? Are these two performing a miracle!?”
“From Pierre’s perspective too! Right now! Losing a couple of workers isn’t… that big of a deal!?”
“Not yet, right!?”
“Yes! But this! We can’t just sit back and watch! It’s literally still in that phase!”
“Just a bit more time—”
But time can no longer be stretched.
—Squelch!
Danggeun is stabbed by a blade once more.
Far too many soldiers have already surrounded her.
‘Sigh.’
I draw the bowstring toward the main base again.
‘Somehow.’
I had to create an opening, any opening at all.
‘Just a little. Move just a little.’
I observe Pierre.
His position has shifted, even if only slightly.
Whoosh!
My arrow flies once more.
“Ah, another worker!?”
“Barley!!”
Thwack!
The worker is hit.
“Huh!? Barley!?”
“Yes! It’s barley, barley, rice! That’s what this is right now!? Almond keeps producing barley while desperately hoping for a reaction, please react!!”
“Aaah! Barley and rice! That’s it! But! Pierre isn’t budging at all!!!”
Pierre flinches, but remains in roughly the same position.
‘Just a bit more.’
There’s no time.
Danggeun is dead.
Roman Soldiers begin chasing after me.
Despite the mountainous terrain, the difference in movement speed between infantry and archers, combined with my need to continuously draw and aim—the situation is dire.
They catch up to me.
I grit my teeth and draw the bowstring once more.
‘The last one.’
Twang!
“Barley….”
My final arrow flies.
“Rice!? It’s rice!!”
Thunk!
It’s blocked by Pierre’s shield with anticlimactic ease.
I had aimed for the Priest.
“Aaaah! Pierre! A perfect catch!”
──Whoosh!
Countless javelins pierce through me.
I chose to target the Priest once more instead of dodging the javelins.
“Pierre. That was weighty.”
“Yes. Certainly good judgment. In fact, three Workers or so… right now there’s nothing more important to Rome than a Priest…!”
“He didn’t waver. Moreover, Joseon lost two Archers, and… several scouts were eliminated earlier too?”
“Anto knowing everything… that’s enormous. Ah….”
“Joseon executed their strategy well while drawing their own big picture. But Anto! Even! More! Sees the bigger picture and completely dominates!”
It’s like revenge for Game 1.
Rome transformed the map that disadvantaged them into one that favored them as they operated the game.
Anto played as if Game 1 was merely a warm-up, unfolding the game with absurdly elegant operations.
And approximately 20 minutes have passed?
“Aaaah…! Finally!”
“Beeeep~ Beep!”
The scoreboard changes.
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Joseon: 1
Rome: 1
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“Waaaaaaaaaah!!”
The Roman audience erupts with thunderous cheers.
Screech.
Both teams’ players stand and exit.
They merely glance at each other before heading to their respective waiting rooms.
-The operations were seriously insane
-That’s brutal.
-Anto’s playing fiercely.
I felt so bad about it ㅠㅠ
-Sigh… The strategy was completely read. That was huge.
The Joseon audience members were cheering them on, saying it was fine, but there were quite a few murmuring among themselves.
It was mostly about Rome’s performance level.
Despite Joseon clearly winning the first match, the unease hadn’t dissipated.
Rome’s current state was a textbook example of a strong team.
Whether they’re down one loss or even two, strong teams play as if it’s their first match.
They come out sharp and aggressive.
The opponent too begins to fear them as if it were their opening game.
That was Joseon’s current atmosphere.
The audience feared Rome.
-Damn, they’re playing well for real.
-If we lose this one too, it’s really just over.
Ah, winning the championship ㅠㅠㅠ is it impossible? ㅠㅠ
-Oof, I’m so nervous;
-Was the first set actually a miracle…?
“Ah, following the first match, the second match was also truly full of surprises and brutal gameplay. King Gul, what do you see as the main factor in this defeat?”
“Well, the biggest issue was attempting the Priest assassination and failing.”
“Ah. I see, as expected?”
“Yes. Not that an overwhelming amount of resources were committed to the Priest assassination operation, but the scouts got eliminated beforehand, and then another risk erupted on top of that—that was significant. If it had succeeded, the game would’ve ended right there. Rome probably would’ve been absolutely terrified!”
“Ah, exactly! If that arrow had landed! If it had landed properly! It would’ve been one of those arrows that changes the very world line!”
The moment those words were spoken, the broadcast camera captured Almond exiting the arena.
His expression was darker than in the first set.
It might seem obvious, but seeing him rubbing one arm made the viewers anxious.
-Is Almond’s stamina okay?
Ugh, I’m so sad…
That was a valid shot, but the goalkeeper played really well. Let’s hang in there ㅠㅠ
-Almond was the only one who could take that shot…
-We’re done, Almond’s condition starts dropping from the third match onwards.
It wasn’t well known in the early tournament stages, but this was already the finals.
Those who knew generally all understood it.
That his condition was at its peak for a maximum of three matches.
“In any case, after Joseon’s assassination attempt failed, there wasn’t no opportunity to recover, right?”
“Yes. That’s right. It wasn’t a fatal loss. But! Anto showed truly excellent form with ghostly management, reaching the third era first, and Joseon held out well in the third era too, but ultimately in the fourth era, he crushed them with absurd resources.”
“Yes. With Anto showing solid management! One on one! The finals are heating up even more intensely!”
After that, the commentators took time to reanalyze the highlight moments.
And thus concluded the broadcast of the second match.
“Well then, we’ll send you the remaining highlight scenes and see you again for the third match!”

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Thud!
In the waiting room, the conference room.
Someone at the Sync Tank Team’s table slams their head down.
“Ugh….”
It was Chiseung.
He clenched his teeth, barely restraining something within himself.

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