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Everyone was momentarily taken aback by BornToB's sudden tears.

The chat turned into a sea of tears. Even OrangeKing, who had been itching to tease BornToB, stopped his propeller and grew somber for a moment.

Almond paused his speech and stared at BornToB.

The journey had been quite challenging, yet meaningful.

Despite others treating BornToB’s actions as mere jest, the weight he carried never lightened. He abandoned all his previous habits and routines as a B rank commander and spent every evening with them. He wasn't a streamer or professional gamer. He was just a busy young man in his twenties, yet he took it all quite seriously.

Almond could feel his effort the most having played alongside him. Comparing his skills from the first day to today, someone could have said an entirely different person had played today.

Now, BornToB was shedding tears and trying to speak through them.

"Mr. BornToB!"

"… Yes?"

Almond quickly interjected as BornToB's words trailed off in sobs.

"You've improved a lot."

"…?"

"It seems like no one has told you yet."

It was slightly awkward timing, but Almond wasn't adept at such matters. Nonetheless, he hoped his heartfelt intentions would cacross, albeit clumsily.

"That… really?"

BornToB could only blink at Almond, unaware of his own progress.

Almond nodded and added, "And you made the gfun, Mr. BornToB."

Throughout this challenging journey, BornToB never complained of any hardships and always appeared joyful. Even amid the chaotic gameplay, he seemed to always be having fun.

Not everyone played a gjust to win. Almond knew another person like that.

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Bubblegum wasn’t good at games or particularly clever, but Almond drew a lot of strength from watching his streams and found a refuge from life's hardships.

Sometimes, he'd get frustrated at Bubblegum's lack of skill. In hindsight, that too was a fun process because Bubblegum knew how to enjoy a gand that energy extended through the screen to viewers.

"That's the most important thing in gaming."

Thus, Almond had always defined the essence of a streamer as making the genjoyable and truly having fun with it. Although he never told anyone this before, it seemed fitting to tell BornToB.

"…!"

BornToB swallowed hard and his eyes grew even more tear-filled. Almond meant to stop his tears, but his words seemed to have the opposite effect.

BornToB bowed his head and didn’t rise for a while.

"Thank you! Thank you…" he kept murmuring thanks over and over.

***

During the final promotion match, the number of posts on Embul significantly increased.

A hot debate raged over whether BoySchool was genuinely stream sniping. Many argued he had played too flawed and the gended too quickly to be considered sniping.

Sargued that the spearmen rush itself was enough evidence of sniping.

Others suggested it was just an innocent Korean player trying out a spearmen rush for a change.

In reality, BornToB overcstream sniping to secure victory. However, community users had no way of knowing the truth behind these events.

One of the most interesting reactions on Embul was about something else.

Favorable posts about BornToB began to appear. They specifically noted how he significantly advanced the start tof his fast archer rush by about fourteen seconds.

Beyond criticizing the stream snipers, posts started to attribute more value to BornToB's use of a single cheap tactic after BoySchool surrendered.

This post garnered a flood of upvotes.

He also acquired honorable titles like The Ruler of Cheesy Tactics or BornTooCheap.

After being criticized in a community, enduring through it all could sometimes result in a reevaluation akin to a gift. His previous actions were now viewed positively.

They praised BornToB for maintaining a positive attitude even in tough situations, which was ironically something they previously mocked.

Once opinions shifted in favor of him, all his traits were seen positively. The counter-arguments didn't stand a chance. They began to even praise BornToB for his ignorance, asking if he was ashamed of the cheap title.

Another trending post appeared.

The community thought Almond, a former archery athlete, was only good with a bow. However, today's gmade it clear that wasn't the case. Almond seemed to have gained considerable trust as a player suitable for the national competition.

Users began to express curiosity and anticipation for the team's performance in the national competition with Almond. The anticipation grew even more since the team was publicly displaying their strength for the first tin this scrimmage.

Posts inquiring about the scrimmage's tbegan flooding Embul.

In a dark room illuminated only by a monitor, Hui-Chul stared motionlessly at the screen displaying the looping scene of Almond riding a horse.

"He’s back from hell! Almond comes back resurrected like a dog!" OrangeKing's excited voice repeated.

Hui-Chul set the scene to loop, a technique he often used when analyzing particular moments.

The scene played over and over, sometimes in slow motion and sometimes zoomed in. Then, he moved on to a scene where Almond took down a veteran knight with his bow. After repeatedly reviewing the scene where Almond widely circled the knight and kept shooting until he eventually took down the veteran knight, Hui-Chul leaned back in his chair and sighed.

Suddenly, someone approached and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Why are you like this? Is something not going well?"

It was Hui-Chul's partner, bringing him coffee and also looking at the screen.

"Is that the new guy you mentioned?"

"Yeah."

She noticed his disinterest. Then she scrutinized his expression again.

"You don't seem to like his play."

"Does it look that way?"

"Yeah, you don't look too happy."

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"I'm disappointed."

She tried to comfort him as she held his shoulder, "He might not perform incredibly well yet since he just joined. Chi-Seung brought him, so there must be something..."

"We won't win the championship this year."

Hui-Chul continued to watch Almond on the screen.

"Championship..."

Knowing how impossible it seemed to win the national competition, his partner understood his despair.

"If we're disappointed that we can't win, that's giving up too easily."

She tightened her grip on his shoulder and comforted him.

"We can't afford to be disappointed about not winning─"

"I think we can do it next year."

"What?"

She hesitated and didn’t understand what he was implying.

"This year will be tough because this guy still has a lot to learn."

Hui-Chul stood up, pacing the room as if he was agitated.

"He lacks understanding of combat formations and doesn't know how to use terrain."

"..."

"But!"

He stopped abruptly in his tracks.

"Next year, we'll definitely win the championship. As long as this person is still with us then. And our team will be more polished by that time. It will be the greatest dream team ever."

"Then..."

Hui-Chul nodded.

"Yeah. Chi-Seung picked well."