Ch.110105 – 1 vs All

“Luna, we’ve got a big problem! Now is not the time to sleep!”

“Yaaawn… It’s still dawn, what do you mean it’s not time to sleep… What are you talking about, Giselle…”

“How can you say that when you hear this alarm…?”

Giselle looked sympathetically at her completely calm roommate as the wailing siren made her ears ring.

Luna was only able to shake off her tired appearance after wrapping herself in her signature ice cloak.

“So what’s the problem now?”

“There’s an attacker at the academy!”

“An attacker? Are they insane?”

Luna’s question was valid.

Just as one wouldn’t call a zebra that willingly crawls into an alligator’s mouth an “attacker,” it was difficult to consider anyone who called themselves attackers at the most heavily militarized location in the Empire to be of sound mind.

The sounds of explosions and screams came through the window.

Luna frowned and asked in a cold voice.

“They still haven’t caught them?”

“It must be someone formidable… The Headmaster has ordered all of us first-years to mobilize too!”

“How many are there?”

The academy had 1,000 elite soldiers formally dispatched from the Empire. Add to that dozens of academy professors. With staff and students included, a simple calculation would put the numbers well into the hundreds.

Luna’s calculating side kicked in as she tried to estimate the enemy’s size.

“One person…”

“What?”

However, Giselle’s simple and clear answer completely shattered her calculations.

“They say it’s one girl about our age…”

“… What kind of demon has descended upon us?”

* * *

NoName and the academy officials faced each other at a distance, locked in a standoff.

Not only students but everyone else swallowed nervously in the atmosphere that suggested a major battle was about to break out.

-Is this gonna be big?

-The suspense is killing me

-Choosing the “go rescue” option is definitely game over lol

-Is it right to send hundreds of people to catch just one person? Remnant Academy is truly legendary

-Thanks to NoName we’re experiencing pretty much every nightmare story from Part 1

-Even though they say it’s a hastily put together story, it’s surprisingly solid

-The writer definitely has experience

But surprisingly few had high expectations.

Instead, the chat was full of viewers who doubted NoName’s gaming skills.

-She’s so stubborn but can’t beat this

-Hey, let’s respect our streamer’s choices

-Back to the beginning again

-Tired of seeing the “You Died” screen lol

-Who’s Yu Da-hee?

-YOU DIED

-Lmao I get it

-Please stop! Everyone’s going to die!

-Where else can you find a streamer this immersed in story mode? Just enjoy it

She had been able to reach Master rank in League without a single loss thanks to help from HyeBam, a fundamentally Challenger-tier teammate.

In World of Arsheria, she showed off diverse magical knowledge, but looking at the results, she hadn’t even properly cleared Part 1.

Her combat sense that occasionally emerged when helping Adela was admirable, but whether she was truly “good” at the game “World of Arsheria” was still followed by question marks.

Because of this, people trying to analyze NoName’s skills could easily be found across various communities.

[Why NoName Has Legendary Talent.txt][72]

[Legendary Reaction Speed.gif][122]

[This Person Is Definitely a Military Mage][84]

[Overrated Player Riding on Concept][171]

[Let’s Analyze NoName’s Broadsword Techniques][108]

[That Streamer Is Just a One-Trick Magic Dabbler][47]

Those who held grudges against her had various reasons.

For example, some claimed she was someone knowledgeable only about magic who was deliberately deceiving the general public by lying about her age.

For example, her swordsmanship was terrible when facing multiple opponents.

Whenever such comments flooded the chat and community, manager Daesal felt his heart breaking.

‘If they could see from her perspective just once, they wouldn’t say such things.’

Even managers who usually watched the broadcast only through computer or phone screens had all connected to capsules to share the same view as her.

‘Would anyone seriously think about fighting after seeing this? Seriously?’

The scene she was looking at was breathtaking.

Hundreds of people were lined up, led by the Academy Headmaster and the Bahamut Empire’s Guard Captain.

Even in a game, it was an intimidating scale that would make anyone feel small. Instinctive fear chilled one to the bone.

Even Daesal, who had played World of Arsheria countless times, couldn’t guarantee NoName’s victory.

The power difference was that desperately uneven.

“Where is Alperion?” asked the golden-haired girl with a frown.

An elderly scholar standing next to the Headmaster adjusted his monocle and shouted:

“Ha! Do vermin like you also have comradeship?”

With a single gesture, two soldiers cut through the crowd and threw someone to the ground.

“He’s unconscious but still breathing. If you quietly return the stolen laurel, we’ll kindly transfer him to the academy’s medical facility.”

“And then throw us in prison?”

“Shouldn’t you accept your punishment? You didn’t think you could escalate the situation this much and just walk away, did you?”

There was absolutely no room for compromise between them.

“Ha.”

Everyone was puzzled by NoName’s meaningless laugh.

She was feeling a sense of familiarity.

The pressure closing in from all sides. The sticky killing intent that couldn’t be shaken off.

If they had been born in peaceful times, they might have been friends exchanging silly jokes over coffee in a cozy restaurant, but fate had made them inevitable enemies.

However, nothing is more foolish than looking for morality in battle and war.

All that’s needed in matters of life and death is belief in oneself.

And this was an area where NoName could confidently claim expertise.

“I’ll take on all of you.”

Once, to deal with Princess Estasha, the Emperor issued an imperial edict written in blood to replace the lost imperial seal,

[Witch of Jealousy Subjugation Order]

[ALL FOR ONE]

But the edict ordering a full-scale offensive by the entire national military force was ultimately torn to shreds in the Princess’s hands.

* * *

NoName glimpsed one possibility in Adela.

Adela appeared with the most compatible job combination when a specific job was selected.

In other words, her talent wasn’t necessarily limited to daggers.

The character, shaped for system and story development convenience, was actually a hexagon—no, even calling her a “centagon” would be an understatement—an overbalanced existence.

Some things can’t be achieved through effort alone.

Just as a 150cm tall man can’t outrun a Jamaican sprinter no matter how many centuries he trains, there are always upper limits.

However, born with infinite talent from the beginning, even NoName couldn’t see her limits.

If Adela’s experience accumulated through regression, if experience points could be hammered into each of her muscle cells, assuming the hypothesis was true, NoName firmly believed she could defeat Jin Chronicle.

“Haaaaaaah!”

A knight in silver armor raised a gleaming greatsword with a short shout.

NoName didn’t back down even seeing those who rushed in boldly to cut her in half.

When facing multiple enemies, running away was always the right choice, but she hadn’t always run away.

NoName, who had temporarily synchronized with the Laurel of Life, drew upon all the power of her aura.

A heavy attack that would leave neither flesh nor bone sliced through the air.

“Kuhek-!”

The knight looked around for the girl who had left only an afterimage, and eventually his gaze turned to his own abdomen.

“Impossible…!”

There was a hand embedded in the center of his solar plexus.

The moment he realized it wasn’t his own, his life was pathetically cut short.

NoName withdrew her hand that had sharply penetrated between the joints of the armor and acquired the fallen knight’s sword.

[Current Penalty(5): -75%]

As if it weren’t enough that all attacks were already reduced and reduced again.

[Current Penalty: Attack Power -50%, Defense Power -50%]

And just for picking up a sword, she received another stacked penalty, making viewers exasperated.

-Is this penalty for real?

-If only she wasn’t a healer… If only she wasn’t a healer… If only she wasn’t a healer…

-Wait what??

-?????

“Surround her completely!”

Under the Guard Captain’s orders, dozens of spears were fired toward a single point in a space so tightly surrounded there was no room to step.

Clang clang-!

[Casting: Inertia Tensor Adjustment]

She dodged between the blades of death that sharply changed direction and threw the sword into a knight’s neck.

“Gack!”

She grabbed the spear he dropped and swung it in a full circle.

[Casting: Density Control]

[1st Circle Superior Casting: Plasma Frequency Control]

The knights with their feet stuck in the mud made slippery by rain found that withdrawing their spears in haste became their undoing.

The moment they allowed even a split second of distance, she rushed in and took their lives one by one.

She twisted one’s neck 90 degrees, cut off another’s ankles, and stabbed yet another’s side with three spears.

As if completely ignoring the penalties, her movements became faster and faster.

-Why isn’t the penalty affecting her?

-Is this a bug?

-No way?

The veteran players started to notice.

The attacks NoName was unleashing simply couldn’t be performed at that level with the penalties applied.

“What are you all doing! Can’t you stop that woman right now!”

This time she flew with terrifying momentum toward a knight who appeared to be a leader, shouting at the top of his lungs.

His defensive sword technique, honed by years of habit, was deployed, but NoName spun diagonally in mid-air, making his extended attack go to waste.

“How is this…!”

“Give me your weapon.”

With a clean strike that split his face, the heavy body collapsed without even a scream.

Without time to catch her breath, she struck the knight’s wrist and took his sword again.

While NoName counted to ten in her mind, her pupils moved incessantly in all directions.

[Current Penalty(5): -75%]

[Current Penalty: Attack Power -50%, Defense Power -50%]

“Sigh… You’re late.”

The penalty notification appeared once more.

NoName, speaking in an irritated voice, wiped the blood from her face.

Looking around, there were no more knights rushing at her.

She only looked pitifully at the guards who trembled in their arms and legs, staring at her with bloodshot eyes.

Perhaps because of the blood stains that had spread even more, the academy students trembled in fear.

“Hahah.”

-?

-?

-That sudden laugh is terrifying

-Is the streamer a psycho?

NoName, who was suddenly laughing while clutching her stomach, looked at her enemies seriously again.

“The coding is wrong, what should I do?”

Whoosh-!

She even caught an arrow aimed at her head with her bare hand.

NoName silently counted numbers with her lips again.

Ten… nine… eight…

And before that number reached zero, NoName picked up a bow from the ground, filled it with mana, and shot an arrow.

“Ugh!”

The corpse of the archer with the arrowhead properly embedded in his forehead fell off the cliff.

[Current Penalty(5): -75%]

[Current Penalty: Attack Power -50%, Defense Power -50%]

A stern warning that healers cannot possess bows appears again.

[‘Yakgwa’ donated 10,000 won!]

-Wait, does switching to a new weapon remove the main penalty too until the notification appears?

“Bingo.”

Her blood-stained lips moved slightly in response to the sharp viewer’s observation.