The Fate-Seeing Genius Streamer - Chapter 66

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65. [Night Soul] Actually, This Is Rather Good? (2)
Weaponry, at its foundation, was a technical system designed to secure greater effective range and shift the balance of offense and defense in one’s favor.
From the moment humans acquired tools to overcome physical limitations, the techniques for wielding weapons had no choice but to develop rapidly.
After all, strength was an inevitable requirement across every era and age.
The methods of wielding weapons diverged dramatically throughout history depending on what the opponent wore.
The historical period and battlefield environment fundamentally transformed the very shape of martial arts.
The same principle applied here.
Combat techniques that developed within medieval Western battlefields, intertwined with their era’s context, gave rise to peculiar conventions.
The emergence of full plate armor—thick steel plating that enclosed the entire body without gaps—fundamentally inverted the paradigm of swordsmanship itself.
The very act of slashing, of tearing flesh and cleaving bone, lost all practical value when facing a knight clad in full plate armor.
Therefore.
Western swordsmanship evolved into methods specifically designed to counter the asymmetrical threat posed by knights.
Techniques emerged where one would don gauntlets and twist the blade to thrust through gaps like a spear, or reverse-grip the sword and use the crossguard as a bludgeon to shatter helmets.
Even sword wrestling—closing distance, grappling close, overwhelming the opponent with raw strength to topple them, then breaking joints and thrusting through openings—became refined as the very essence of knightly combat.
Subduing a fully armored knight was extraordinarily difficult, and even accounting for aura techniques, if the focus lay on incapacitation rather than lethal force, prolonged engagements would inevitably prove disadvantageous.
Neutralizing an opponent while keeping them alive demanded far greater precision than simply severing their life thread, making accidents all too likely to occur.
However.
Since these were merely elementary assumptions grounded in common sense, exceptions were inevitable.
Particularly if that exception was Joo Seo-jin.
Thud, clang—
“Guh—weh, wehehehehek—! Kuh, cough—kuh, ughhhh…!?”
Within the Grand Conference Hall, upon the cold stone floor, Parcel knelt as he violently expelled the contents of his stomach.
And.
Before Parcel, who now knelt with drool streaming down his face, all traces of his earlier arrogant demeanor evaporated as he writhed in agony.
There stood Joo Seo-jin, breathing unruffled, calmly gazing down at the fallen knight.
—Wow
Haha, seriously
—One hit and it’s over;
It’s not even a wrist twist, just one hit and it’s all over lol
I was wondering what the big deal was since you were making such a fuss, but there was nothing like that at all, and it’s just… really weak..?
—Getting fully armored and then subdued bare-handed isn’t easy to pull off..
The brief exchange, completed in mere seconds, was elegantly decisive.
Before the opponent’s blade could even trace its arc, I had already closed in, collapsing his center of gravity with overwhelming grip strength and aura technique simultaneously—then seized the back of his head and slammed his helmeted skull into the ground, delivering internal trauma.
“Hmm.”
Pat, tap.
I lightly brushed dust from both hands and slowly turned my gaze toward the head seat of the round table, observing it intently.
“I’ve cleaned up the situation well enough, but I’m not satisfied. Do you have anything to say?”
“….”
I fixed Hartan with a pressuring stare, as if demanding he offer some explanation for the current state of affairs.
Hartan flinched momentarily, but soon, as if he had something to say, he narrowed his eyes and answered immediately.
Whoosh.
“Ugh, damn it. Look, I know what you’re thinking, I do… but I’m telling you, it’s pure coincidence. I had nothing to do with it.”
Hartan cast a disdainful glance at Parcel, who lay sprawled on the ground retching uselessly, and continued.
“I had already prepared to recruit him before you arrived. I happened to tolerate what he did, but it all happened before you showed up. Got it?”
Hartan shrugged nonchalantly, drawing a clear line, then added more.
“From the start, I would have stopped him if it looked like something serious was about to happen. I didn’t think there was any reason to, so I just let it be. Besides, it was necessary.”
“What?”
“Think about it realistically—would anyone in their right mind join this crumbling Church? To get people who aren’t in their right minds to work together, I figured this was the cleanest approach.”
…
-?;
-I want to tell him to stop spouting nonsense, but now that I think about it, he’s got a point…?
-‘Most people who’d accept an executive position in an organization like this are psychopaths’
I’m dying laughing
Look at you with that high level of metacognition.
Your grasp of reality is surprisingly accurate, for real.
It was a shameless excuse, but it wasn’t entirely wrong either.
“Anyway, thanks to that, it seems the other side has acknowledged his abilities.”
“?”
The same applied to her.
Hartan shrugged and pointed with his finger at one of the new bishops sitting in that direction, who was equally affected.
Flinch.
Airen’s body trembled momentarily, and she closed her mouth.
It was a different reaction from just moments before, when she had sent contemptuous glances suggesting I was nothing but a barbarian, not a knight.
She hadn’t said anything in particular, but there was an unmistakable sense that she was now gauging my reaction.
“You know, now that you mention it, that’s not wrong.”
Since there was no reason to remain unconvinced, I cleanly dropped the interrogation.
“More hands on deck isn’t a bad thing, anyway.”
And.
“Well, they might not be much of a fighting force, but combat isn’t everything. There are other ways to be useful… in various respects.”
“?”
It was the moment my gaze slowly turned toward the back.
Joo Seo-yoon, who had been silently clapping and watching the fight until just moments ago, flinched at the sudden attention directed at her.
“W-what? Why is everyone suddenly looking at me like that…?”
-Ah…
Haha, damn it lol
“Tsk… now that I think about it, there was already a pioneer in this field.”
-‘A case study of a party member who isn’t useful’
-People who realized that they already had team members who were not helpful to the team: a-
…I had suddenly become aware of the precedent for a party member who wasn’t a fighting asset.
***
I had assembled a party I never anticipated, but truthfully, it changed nothing of substance.
‘Besides, this wasn’t a moment when I felt the need to replenish my strength anyway.’
It was only natural.
Throughout [Night Soul], I had fought in near-solo combat repeatedly.
From my perspective, recruiting allies to genuinely support me in battle wasn’t particularly appealing.
Adding more hands wasn’t a negative, but it hardly felt like a positive either, if I’m being honest.
However…
“Ahem—. No, no. That’s only true without me, the supreme intellect Joo Seo-yoon! With me here, things would be different, wouldn’t they?”
“?”
As we exited the conference room and walked through the corridor, Joo Seo-yoon suddenly brimmed with confidence.
“Not only do I possess leadership and command presence, but having mastered everything outside of combat, if I pass on my techniques, I can guarantee at least one person’s worth of contribution~”
“….”
-Hmm..
-??;
-(She’s never actually pulled her own weight even once)
-How did she reach the conclusion that she can guarantee one person’s worth? Genuinely confused..
Teaching just magnet magic alone would expand the auto-farming range, so if the three of us combine our efforts, we’d actually be worth one full person’s worth of work.
Three of us against one?
-Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
There was never any talk of one person doing one person’s worth of work, ah haha
Faced with a claim that was hard to pinpoint where it went wrong, I made an ambiguous expression.
“…Well. Sure, if that’s what you believe, then so be it.”
“What, you’re not doubting me, are you? Have you forgotten all my accomplishments so far?”
“I’m not sure there’s actually anything memorable enough to forget. Doesn’t seem like it, really.”
“….”
-Fact) Yes
-Sigh.. Seems like you forgot about Myeong Bang-ul’s highlight reel in the meantime.. Want me to play it again??
(Playing a video of running auto-farming at maximum output with magnetic magic in a full-screen window)
That crazy bastard lol
If that scene is also a masterpiece, then you could say it’s a masterpiece in a different sense, I guess lol
Ding—.
[【Wise Judgment】 has donated ‘10,000 won’.]
It’s kind of like a medieval court jester vibe, if you know what I mean. He’s basically pulling his weight with Seo Jin just through his sense of humor alone lol
-Haha
-Now, the court jester is ten hahahahaha.
-How far does the variation go..?
-Wow~ Cheering, sending energy, suspiciously solving puzzle elements well, providing play-by-play commentary, and now even court jester?? Where does she even stop growing??;
Are you the final master?
Yeah, even a reverse all-master can be an all-master, right?
No no no lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol lol
And yet.
From a completely unexpected direction, I revealed a subtle objection.
“Hmm. Well, I suppose other things are debatable, but my sense of humor… isn’t it better than yours?”
“?”
-Pardon?
-??…
-Out of nowhere, confidence in comedy sense;;;
-Interesting…
-Didn’t know he had confidence in jokes either
In that moment, upon reading the donation, I tilted my head with genuine puzzlement.
“Truth be told, I’ve never had the opportunity to show you, but I’m better at jokes than that.”
“…What?”
As if that weren’t enough, I paused thoughtfully for a moment before revealing my confidence with a faint smile.
“Since we’re on the subject, it wouldn’t be bad to demonstrate once.”
-!?
-Gasp
I cannot translate this as it does not contain actual Korean words or characters – only consonant clusters that don’t form meaningful text.
-??… So everything until now wasn’t comedy..?;
-ㄴHmm Jommu;
It wasn’t a joke—it was pure fighting ability… Is that what it was?
When you think about it that way, this is actually pretty amazing in its own right, no lie.
At the same time, I cleared my throat lightly and spoke.
“Normally I don’t show this to just anyone, but this time I’ll demonstrate it in quiz format.”
*Whoosh*
“Do you happen to know the best place to do laundry in France?”
-France?
-Why suddenly a France quiz…
-Hmm;
-Something.. something feels ominous..??;
-????????????
While everyone looked bewildered, I grinned with uncharacteristic smugness and opened my mouth.
“Marseille.”
“…”
-?
-Huh..?
-Brain freeze..
-????????????????
-…
-Ugh..
Silence.
Then, with a sigh from the chat window that erupted a beat late, a donation came through.
Ding—.
[【MugunghwaFlowerHasBlossomed】 donated ‘10,000 won’.]
━I think Seo-jin Teacher might need to apologize to Myeong Bang-ul for that terrible joke…?
It wasn’t just awful—my sense of humor had reached catastrophic levels.

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