[Title: Ancient Kingdom Territory Siege Broadcast]
[‘Yurang’ is currently broadcasting.]
A highly anticipated siege has begun, drawing significant attention.
There was no real reason for the battlefield to be this intense.
However, an overwhelming number of participants gathered, transforming the area into a living hell.
“Wow. Both sides are packing some serious firepower, huh? The moment the supporters’ shields drop, the lance knights are getting wiped out. That said, the Crusaders seem to be slightly more dominant.”
Overall, the besieging side appeared to have a slight upper hand.
Soobin’s guild was at a natural disadvantage anyway, and they were also outnumbered.
Even so, the fact that there was some semblance of balance was notable.
And then—considering the sheer number of guilds that had joined the defense—it was undeniable that Gawol’s influence was the main factor.
“Of course everyone is looking for Gawol, right? Let’s check her out together.”
Gawol is currently the hottest topic in this game.
While it’s unclear if this is true on a global scale, it certainly is the case in Korea.
Anyone involved with pro teams, like Yurang, couldn’t possibly be unaware of her.
One could say… she’s a woman whose very existence is an issue.
Yurang tried to organize her thoughts clearly.
It seemed that he personally hadn’t fully grasped the situation, but pro team officials were on edge every time Gawol made an appearance.
The earlier Gawol was simply a thorn in the side of streamers.
Though she was a predictable nuisance in PVP scenarios, where any team might encounter her as an unavoidable disaster, such toxic snipers exist in almost every game.
This game just happened to call her “Gawol.”
But that was then…
When Gawol unexpectedly won an arena championship, the story took a dramatic turn.
No one in the world had anticipated this development.
– Yurang, did you hear anything from Sigma recently?
– No, I haven’t.
– Yurang, any rumors floating around from Q Prime about Gawol?
– I don’t know.
– Really? We’re looking into Gawol.
– I genuinely don’t know.
An S-tier assassin player is coveted by any team.
Considering the immense effort required to nurture such a talent, it’s rare for them to be let go easily.
And here was such a rare gem growing alone and making her presence known.
When Gawol defeated the Reaper in the arena.
And then, when she eventually won the championship as a swordsman.
The old excuses teams had—”She has too many negative issues.” “Team games and one-on-one are different.” “We’ve already approached her as a trainee”—were all rendered moot.
– Team Manager, didn’t you hear? Gawol just went live!
– What? Where? With which team?
– …With Soobin.
– ??
It doesn’t matter much to teach tactics or game knowledge.
However, battle sense cannot be easily improved without innate talent.
To possess such skill? This person could bolster any team’s performance immediately—no, they’d become an ace.
In short, that’s the situation.
An S-tier gem is floating around, and whichever team manages to acquire her, be it Sigma or Q Prime, would practically secure their domestic dominance.
Conversely, if a foreign team snagged her, it would be devastating for the domestic league.
If only she could remain out of sight like in the old days.
First it was Soobin, then Elderlyn, and most recently, she started posting in communities, asserting her presence.
Naturally, this situation made team officials increasingly uneasy.
There were murmurs speculating that she might sign with some official team soon.
– Soobin? The, uh… bald streamer?
– She’s not bald.
– That’s irrelevant. What’s Gawol doing with him?
– Gymnastics.
– ?
Especially now, with rumors circulating about Traveler considering a move overseas.
If this happens, Korea might enter a dark era.
There’s even talk that Gawol might join the same team.
But in the midst of all this, what is she up to?
“Uh… that’s some impressive work. I thought that fighter had incredible stats, but just now his punch narrowly missed.”
The assassin, battered and bruised, rolled across the floor.
With her was a towering man.
There must have been a fierce fight.
Evidence lay scattered around—the fallen bodies, sniper marks, and demon-summoners disappearing due to their revocation.
Seeing her dodge the fighter’s punch, using his arm as leverage, and the expert handling of her chains to bind him was truly awe-inspiring.
This was the Gawol that Yurang knew.
But… there was still something unsettling about it.
“Hmph, I almost died this time. Last time you said you’d fight me one-on-one, but bringing all these friends is a bit much.”
“That was… your doing, Gawol…”
“Be quiet. Fighters are like that, so what?”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“Shh. While I’m still polite enough to use honorifics, keep quiet.”
Gawol had the man’s face pressed against her abdomen, her legs wrapped tightly around his neck.
Her arms crossed and her chains writhed.
Perhaps because of the physical size difference, Gawol’s body jolted every time the fighter struggled.
Her tattered clothes were dirty from rolling in the mud, and her silvery hair swayed in the breeze.
“Would you stop wriggling? Ugh, it’s grossing me out. Don’t get anything on my stomach.”
Even as she scolded, her soft smile couldn’t quite conceal her enjoyment.
Her iron grip tightened around her chains.
After how long had she strangled the fighter? Finally, Gawol released him and stood up.
Her abdomen, where the fighter’s face had been pressed, was slightly damp.
Displeased, Gawol attempted to clean her clothes but gave up and instead drank a potion to restore her vitality.
Her clothes were ripped, her body marked with scratches.
Her white skin marred with blood, eliciting a primal response.
Yurang, watching in spectator mode, remarked dryly.
“Should I check out what’s happening elsewhere?”
– What do you mean elsewhere?
– 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
– People like you got kicked out of the pros for exactly this reason.
– Zoom in on the wet part.
– 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
After an hour, the main force was significantly pushed back.
The siege, which lasts for three hours in the game, left little time remaining, and the outlook was grim.
From the communication lines, there was no shortage of bad news.
Even with the advantage of defending, the disparity in experience between both camps played a pivotal role.
It was clear that though Cross, the defending guild, wasn’t at their prime anymore, they still held an edge over Soobin, who had been merely a mercenary hopping between sieges.
The only reason they could even hold this long was thanks to the interference from Cross’s rivals.
– The East Gate is in trouble. The firepower discrepancy is too great. We need some assassins over there.
– Our scouts are on patrol near the North Gate. Things aren’t looking good there either.
– Our SSA members are on their way, but…
“I’ll head over. I don’t know how much damage I can do alone, but I’ll try.”
– Are you sure? If you go, I’ve got no backup to support you.
– If it’s too risky, just stir things up from the outskirts.
– Truly… thank you.
Soobin’s gratitude was oddly gratifying.
It’s nothing. Just doing my job.
Despite these thoughts, a sly smile couldn’t be suppressed.
In past wars, I had to work extremely hard.
Since the opposition has regular soldiers, we’ll have to rely on asymmetric warfare.
With few capable of defeating me solo, I’ll have to be the fireman of the battlefield.
As I patrolled the area, I destroyed cannons.
Ambushed and eliminated enemies wandering alone, assassinated supply officers, and cleaned out reconnaissance teams lurking near the walls.
Essentially, every visible enemy within sight was wiped out.
After a short while, it was time to reach the East Gate.
In a hurry, Soobin’s voice sounded again.
– Gawol! How far are you? Are you at the East Gate yet?
“Stop nagging. I’m almost there.”
He’s impatient, isn’t he?
Even I can’t move that fast.
From the outskirts of the siege area to the East Gate was quite a distance.
And there was the narrow gorge along the way, quite hazardous, but with no other options, it had to be traversed.
– It’s not that, but we heard something odd from the scout.
“What odd thing? Be clear so I can understand.”
– The Crusaders had a pro player. You know who I mean, don’t you? The Camellia from Sigma.
“I’ve fought her before. Is she really here?”
– I’m not entirely sure. Maybe someone just mistook her for someone else due to the similar outfit.
The image of Camellia came to mind, along with a strange sensation.
Why does the East Gate happen to be the focal point of firepower, and why does she appear at this exact moment?
The surrounding area was a narrow gorge.
Only a single path existed, with no room to turn back.
At that point, she appeared.
“Looks like I found you, Camellia.”
– What?
“I’ll handle it here. Someone else will need to cover the East Gate, sorry about that.”
A woman dressed in pristine silk robes and light armor came into view.
Initially, her presence seemed distant and aloof. But upon seeing her again, it was clear that her gaze was full of fixation.
And now I understood who the focus of her fixation was.
At the end of the gorge, a familiar silhouette came into view.
A momentary shift in sunlight retracted the shadows, and her gaze fixed precisely on me.
No need for words.
Just like when we first met, there was no need for conversation.
