The Fate-Seeing Genius Streamer - Chapter 68

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68. [Night Soul] Actually, This Works Out Well? (4)
The infiltration unit.
Despite its grandiose name, it amounted to nothing more than a small contingent of four people.
For a mission to retrieve and bring back the soul of a knight enshrined in Elern’s Seal Temple, it was pathetically understaffed.
‘Well, having more people doesn’t necessarily make things better anyway. …Besides, we’re hardly in a position to expect additional manpower.’
What could I say.
Unlike the Solar Sect, which boasted a grand headquarters, the Star Sect was not only in decline but actively secluded.
Without the capacity to deploy large-scale forces, a small elite unit was naturally the most efficient approach.
There was no elaborate preparation for the journey.
We simply exited the cave, climbed into a shabby carriage, and headed toward our destination.
Originally, we might have lacked even a driver and had to take turns pulling the carriage ourselves, but that wasn’t necessary.
Thanks to our newly recruited laborer—or rather, party member—who had learned horsemanship to an impressive level.
Fortunately for us.
“Alright. From now on, you’ll handle the driving. Make sure we reach our destination safely. Understood?”
“….”
Parcel.
The blue-haired knight in silver armor whom I’d sent flying in the Grand Conference Hall not long ago—I’d assigned him as our permanent driver.
For the entire quest, we wouldn’t be switching drivers. Parcel would handle it all.
And then—
Thud—
I dumped a wooden crate filled with miscellaneous supplies onto Parcel and continued speaking.
“Oh, and since we’re short-handed, you’ll need to prepare this too. You know what it is, right?”
“…Camping gear? No, it’s more like cooking utensils. What am I supposed to do with these right now?”
“We’re traveling a long distance, so we’ll need to camp. You’ll be handling the cooking.”
“What?”
“And while you’re at it, you’ll also be responsible for setting up camp. Just prepare everything yourself.”
“….”
“Got it?”
-What the hell lmao
-Is he Satan or something?;
-Parcel’s completely lost his mind…
-168 hours a week work schedule OMG
-He’s got the iron will to work him to death without a single break lol
Grit, grit—
Following the sound of grinding teeth, Parcel gripped the wooden crate of camping supplies with both hands, his knuckles whitening.
Watching his fingertips tremble against the wood, I raised an eyebrow.
“Hmm. You look like you’ve got something to say. What is it?”
“…Damn it. Why are you asking the obvious? I already told you—I’m the heir to a knight’s house and a formally appointed knight!”
“Yeah, so you can obviously handle horses. No problem, right?”
“W-Who the hell became a knight to end up as some pathetic laborer like this…!!”
“?”
For reasons I couldn’t quite explain, Parcel erupted in fury at the prospect of becoming a mere laborer.
“Damn it—! Do you really think I’d accept this!? I’m Parcel, a knight, for crying out loud…!! There’s no way I’m doing this menial work—”
Then—
Parcel’s indignant tirade came to an abrupt halt as he fell silent, his voice still ringing with rage.
*Clink.*
Without warning, Joo Seo-jin’s hand had moved to the hilt of the longsword at his waist.
“Is this what you meant?”
“….”
“Right. That’s fair, I suppose. If that’s how you feel, I have no choice but to respect your wishes—”
“N-now that I think about it, this could be valuable experience. Y-yes, absolutely.”
“?”
Parcel, beads of cold sweat streaming down his face, scrambled to change his tune as if wringing his brain for alternatives.
“Ahem! A true knight never yields, even to unwanted hardship… So, accepting menial labor without complaint—that’s the virtue of a knight, isn’t it?”
“You said you didn’t accept it.”
“W-well, the world has a way of throwing trials at us that we don’t understand or accept, yet must endure regardless. So, just because I don’t accept it doesn’t mean I’m refusing.”
“….”
-Look at that smooth talking;
It’s ridiculous how he’s subtly good at talking and makes everything sound convincing lol
-But wait, wasn’t he just raging a moment ago? That’s weird..
“survival instinct”
I got physical therapy from Teacher Seo Jin and it seems like it got fixed lol
I got beaten to a pulp wearing full plate armor with my bare hands, so you can imagine what would happen if I had a longsword in hand.
If you’ve detected signs of living a harsh life, it makes sense that being really good at anger management would be the right thing.
After this heartwarming(?) mutual agreement(?), Parcel took on the role of laborer, and the division of duties was settled.
The same went for the others.
“Wow—! You’ve already mastered magnetism theory! High elves truly are something else, aren’t they?”
“…I genuinely cannot fathom why I must learn such a primitive spell. What possible justification is there for teaching me this?”
“Well, obviously because you’ll need to pick up items for me from now on, so I taught you?”
“…This is utterly deplorable.”
Airen, too, had decided to take on a support role.
Unlike when she’d received the magnetism theory from Joo Seo-yoon and calmly expressed her despair, she offered no objections this time.
Whenever irritation flickered across her face, she’d glance at Joo Seo-jin, then nod in acceptance—a pattern she repeated over and over.
The reason was obvious.
-‘There’s no such thing as a bad teammate’
Camp has been constantly looking at Teacher Seojin to control his anger every time he gets frustrated since earlier, it’s so funny lol
Whenever I see him about to say something bad but then catch sight of Seo-jin and immediately calm down, it really shows just how crazy he must have thought I was… lol;
Thanks to the overwhelming power she’d witnessed in the Grand Conference Hall not long ago, she was determined not to provoke Joo Seo-jin’s displeasure.
Well.
It was an unintended butterfly effect, but in the end, if the results were good, that was all that mattered, wasn’t it?
After a brief discussion, Joo Seo-yoon climbed into the carriage stationed outside the Twilight Temple and announced our departure with unmistakable enthusiasm.
“Ahem—. Well then, our adventure truly begins now…!!”
“….”
-? What is Teacher Seojin’s facial expression ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ
It’s hilarious how they suck on the revised color and immediately distance themselves to the seat right next to them lol
-Ha.. Teacher Seojin, are you embarrassed by our broadcast’s mascot?????????? ..I’m embarrassed too.. ㅇㅇ;;
???: Myeong Bang-ul, you’re banished from our hero party starting today.
“What…? I can’t use magnetic magic? That, that can’t be…! That porter used it so easily!?”
-Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
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These crazy bastards are so damn funny lol
And so, after all that commotion, I found myself on the road leading toward the main story of [Night Soul].
***
Time passed, and the journey progressed smoothly.
Though we called ourselves an infiltration unit, since we were heading toward distant lands, there was nothing to do but travel until we reached the vicinity.
We occasionally mixed in with merchant caravans passing by, driving the carriage during the day, and making camp once even the faintest light faded, continuing our long-distance journey.
It would have been considerably more troublesome under normal circumstances, but with the expanded party, everything proceeded with ease.
I wasn’t particularly anxious or uneasy.
‘Rushing won’t make us go any faster anyway.’
I was well aware that there were limits to carriage travel and that our current pace was the maximum speed.
Even within the game, long-distance travel consumed considerable time, so while the content progression felt slow, it wasn’t unpleasant.
After all, I had plenty of time to fully utilize my conversational skills.
“Do you know what it’s called when bibimbap comes out alive? …That would be ‘living bibimbap.'”
-??;
-That makes no sense lol;
-How does ‘living’ even connect to the wordplay like that?;;
-Wow~ that’s~ re~ al~ ly~ such~ a~ fun~ joke~!
Don’t pull this kind of stuff on me..!! Teacher Seojin actually thinks that’s a genuine expression of affection!!!
Don’t say it’s not interesting.
For an entire hour, I kept the audio flowing without pause, steadily delivering joke after joke.
“By the way, do you know which animal has the worst wasteful spending habits? The ‘lion.'”
-AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!
Stop… stop!!!! Stop it aaahhhhh!!!
-Fine we were all wrong please acknowledge your comedy sense and just stop..
I like it though? It’s so fun lol lol. Teacher Seojin, keep going, yeah?? The chat is entertaining lol
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I cannot provide a meaningful translation for this text as it appears to be corrupted or contains only special characters and question marks rather than actual Korean language content.
Does that mean a person’s heart or feelings don’t exist at all…?
I decided to support the theory of spontaneous generation after seeing this, damn it.
But.
《 [Night Soul], ‘Nightmare’ Mode, All Bosses No-Death Clear 》
━Joo Seo-jin (wntjwls)
*Viewers: 14,128 (※SUPER HOT!!!)
…
…
…
‘The viewer count is climbing faster than I expected.’
Contrary to the chaos erupting in the chat, the numbers were surging at an impressive pace.
Trending upward.
Interest in the stream itself had plateaued, but now real momentum was building behind it.
Even after breaking into the tens of thousands—no longer hundreds or thousands—the viewer count continued its steady ascent, a sign of genuine popularity.
Faced with this paradox, Joo Seo-jin drew his conclusion with a subtle smile playing at his lips.
“Ah. So that’s how it is, after all… My judgment was never wrong.”
If there was a reason the stream’s viewers were multiplying, it could only be one thing.
“Clearly, everyone loves my sense of humor.”
-?
-??
-???
“Otherwise, how could the viewer count keep climbing like this?”
-as if
-okay, okay.. fine, fine. I’ll close the stream, just close it. Right???
-this guy’s something else.. I wanna rage quit so bad, but I’m too mad to leave without arguing back lmaooo???????
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There’s seriously something… something about the way that person scratches themselves;;
I’m so fed up with this new meta streaming that I can’t stop watching it, seriously.
Joo Seo-jin spoke with an unusually radiant smile.
“I sincerely thank you all for your support. I’ll continue proving myself going forward.”
“…Brother, aren’t you actually just building up bad karma and gonna get mobbed by the viewers?”
“?”
“…No, never mind. Don’t worry about it. You’ll find out eventually. Whatever.”
“Hmm.”
At the sight of Joo Seo-yoon shaking her head with an almost enlightened resignation, I let out a quiet chuckle.
“Jealousy isn’t a good habit, you know. Sorry about that.”
“…Wait, hold on. Hold on a second. What did you just say? What?”
“Don’t worry. I know you’re feeling jealous of me. You’ve finally realized you can’t keep up with my sense of humor.”
“!!?!??????????????????????”
“Right?”
-lolololol
-hahahahahaha
Hahahahahahahaha
-Wow, look at your face turning red lol.
-lol you look like you just heard the most terrible insult in the world;
It was beyond absurd—a statement potent enough to ignite genuine fury.
But───.
“!”
In that instant, Joo Seo-jin’s expression, which had been grinning as he continued speaking, turned glacial.
“…Hmm. I’m not sure what’s happening, but something’s definitely not ordinary here.”
Despite the considerable distance to travel, over an hour had elapsed as we drew closer to our destination.
“Stop the carriage. Everyone prepare for combat immediately.”
Servalt Territory.
We had entered the land where Elern’s Seal Temple stood, only moments ago.
If an anomaly had appeared on the sole paved road cutting through the dense spruce forest, it was no coincidence.
“It seems we won’t be able to pass through here without a fight.”
Clop, clop-clop───….
As the hoofbeats of the carriage horses faded, I could hear it distinctly now.
“Huh? W-wait, I’m hearing footsteps from somewhere…? What, what’s going on?”
-Damn;
I can’t translate this as it’s not actual Korean text – it appears to be random consonants without vowels, which doesn’t form meaningful words or sentences in Korean.
-Wow, I didn’t notice until just now, but when I lowered the volume, I can definitely hear it..?
-Out of nowhere, why are there so many footsteps like that.. coming from all over the place..??;
───.
Presence.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed not only from the dense brush nearby but from beyond the forest itself.
Overlapping sounds that revealed both discipline and a considerable number—far too many to be mere bandits or brigands.
In an instant, a long silhouette appeared, blocking the road ahead.
Ta-dah───.
Swiftly, yet with deliberate grace, a tall man emerged to block our path.
Clad in priestly robes embroidered with a black sun, he wielded a pair of curved daggers, his hunched back striking an imposing figure.
And.
The system window floating above his head made the situation abundantly clear.
〈 GREAT ENEMY / BOSS 〉
【 Apostate Who Turned His Back on the Star Sect : Sgrurpen 】
“Ah. Greetings, old comrades! There are quite a few unfamiliar faces, but it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Swish-.
“If you have any final words worth leaving behind before you die, do share them. I won’t bother remembering them, but it would be wise to speak carefully.”
Sgrurpen.
The tall man with his grotesquely hunched back twirled his pair of curved daggers with a flourish—’whoosh, whish-‘—his grin turning distinctly unpleasant.
The reason being───.
“Today, all of you will meet a dog’s death right here.”
-??… ????????????????????;
-LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
-Insider on the payroll HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
-I was wondering why a combat event suddenly popped off, but THIS was the story all along??;
-This is genuinely a complete disaster lol HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Betrayal—an insider had tipped them off, and they’d already detected the infiltration squad’s presence before launching their assault.

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