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"The way you play this gsucks!"

The knight fighting Almond collapsed with a backhanded compliment after being pierced by ten spears.

The dishonorable fight angered the opponent, but Almond didn't take it too seriously.

"I wonder what great compliment he gave for it to be translated like this," he muttered to himself and moved toward where Jessie was fighting.

Almond resumed his spear-throwing stance and aimed toward where Jessie and the knight fiercely fought.

Almond slowly held his breath and steadied himself. A single mistake could mean hitting Jessie instead.

He threw the spear straight and true as he exhaled. The spear flew accurately like a trained hawk.

It tore through the knight's neck, who staggered and fell from the horse. He died like that.

"Wow. I survived!" Jessie happily exclaimed and waved to Almond.

However, Almond was busy calculating.

"Four gold?"

Now that he dealt with four cavalrymen, that meant he made four gold.

"I've earned a lot."

The mercenary fee was three gold and the reward now surpassed that salary. The value of gold wasn't clear, but earning more in bonuses than the original salary was undoubtedly good. However, there was a catch.

While battling those two cavalrymen, the enemy's main cavalry force already devastated the outpost and advanced toward their base.

The odds of winning the gnow heavily leaned against them.

"Are we going to lose this game?" Almond didn’t know much about the gand asked the viewers.

He looked at the top right and saw a window displaying indicators. After opening it, he saw the score.

"…?"

The chat suddenly becweird. Almond felt puzzled and looked toward Jessie. She was taking off her top.

This momentarily startled him, but he quickly realized she wasn't trying to sabotage his stream by undressing.

"Let's wear this."

Jessie showed him the armor worn by the knights.

It sounded like a good idea.

Just then, their commander issued them an order.

***

What was the difference between tactics and wisdom? Tactics referred to the art of battle strategy and maneuvers.

A wise person wouldn’t necessarily play better chess than a tactically skilled person. However, a wise person could persuade a chess player to work for them. Such people who managed others well and knew how to build beneficial relationships could be considered wise.

It was almost impossible for a single person to perfectly do. They could only hope to get closer with practice.

"But..."

Sometimes, such situations occurred. Not recognizing such talent was foolish. A genius stood out among the many common spear soldiers and the cavalry defense operation where everyone was expendable.

"Sometimes luck turns like this."

Speople called it luck. Commander MyDinner felt like he hit the jackpot. Two basic spear soldiers that cost one gold took down what seemed like four full-armor knights worth at least fifteen gold each. If this wasn’t a jackpot, then what was?

"This is it."

He crunched and swallowed the candy in his mouth.

"Going full doping."

He ate more sugar to bring his focus to the max.

"This is the chance for a comeback."

To him, this was an opportunity sent by the gods and his only hope to overturn the unfavorable situation.

He wasn’t winning in any area. The enemy cavalry even breached their main base. Even if he directed all his resources and workers toward defense, it was uncertain if they could hold off the attack. Even if they did, it was unclear if they could still win.

There was only one way out. Reduce the enemy's worker count. This would decrease the opponent’s resource flow and eventually hinder their ability to replenish troops. Then, there would be a future after defense.

"Please... let this work!"

MyDinner prayed with his hands together, hoping the two spear soldiers he assigned a special mission would successfully decimate the enemy workers. He hoped he had correctly recognized such talent.

Commander MyDinner issued an order with a substantial reward. This was not common. Such extra gold was usually reserved for missions that could change the game. The commander considered Almond and Jessie pivotal to the game's outcome.

Sviewers started looking up the commander's rank as his orders becmore proactive.

"Is there a ranking?"

"Thank you, Mr. CF."

Like Jessie, Almond stole the enemy's armor and also wore it. The armor felt surprisingly flexible, almost like a T-shirt, which was probably a gmechanic.

The gshowed no mercy in simulating the weight of the plate armor.

The weight pressing down on his shoulders was palpably transmitted. Even moving a foot felt significantly heavier.

"I'm ready," Almond said to Jessie after fully donning the armor.

She waved her hands in the air.

"What are you doing?" Almond asked her.

"Trying to get the commander's attention."

She was waving to the commander.

"He's not watching right now."

"He might be."

Jessie always acted quite amiable in front of him.

A ping appeared somewhere as if responding to their words. A beam of light shone down in the distance.

The commander, having assigned them a special mission, intended to directly lead this operation.

"Wow, our commander seems serious about this. I'm glad I joined up," Jessie made a light joke.

Almond chuckled and followed the orders. He gathered as many spears as he could and followed the path marked by the commander.

Along the way, Almond asked Jessie a question.

"Won't the enemies mistake us as one of them since we’re wearing this armor?"

"No, they won't."

Jessie pointed to her head.

"Don’t you see the red mark above our heads?"

Right, the gclearly marked them as enemies.

"Oh... then why wear this?"

"It's just to increase our defense."

That made sense.

Another ping appeared as they continued walking.

The commander directed them toward a forest path where trees obscured them and the cavalry couldn’t access, only infantry.

The inexperienced Almond couldn't grasp what the commander intended.

Jessie noticed Almond's skeptical look and added, "The commander won't sacrifice us needlessly since he's watching from above. Just follow the instructions."

That sounded reasonable. Almond followed diligently, hoping they wouldn’t just delay the inevitable.

***

Stpassed as they walked through the forest.

A red beam of light shone down and a ping resounded ominously.

Almond and Jessie stopped in surprise.

The reason for taking shields becclear. Upon closer inspection, they saw a well-camouflaged wooden tower.

Its nonly appeared when they recognized it.

Almond asked for clarification even though its function could be inferred from its name, "A wooden defense tower? What's that?"

"It’s literally a defense tower. Archers go inside to shoot arrows from above..."

Almond paused at the mention of archers.

"Archers?"

"Yes. Don't worry. They don't shoot well. They're usually filled with NPC workers."

Jessie mistakenly thought Almond was afraid because archers countered spear soldiers. She didn't know what he was really thinking.

"Then... there are bows inside?"

"Obviously."

"Wow..."

After a moment of admiration, Almond made a suggestion.

"Let's go inside the defense tower."