Ch.248243 – The Adera Challenge

“I saw this video here. It was a ‘Docu 4 Days’ content that got millions of views on VTube last year.”

Cheon Se-min played a video with 7.5 million views for the production crew.

He maintained a calm expression as he quickly skipped through the footage, then clenched his fist to pause the video.

“This part here.”

“Oh my…!”

The production crew’s eyes trembled.

Among game characters awkwardly standing side by side waving their hands, what appeared to be NoName’s avatar—a very young child—was repeatedly blinking.

“This is Morse code, a telegraph signal from 200 years ago. Three short blinks means ‘S’, three long blinks means ‘O’.”

“So S… OS?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

“Ah… how could this happen…”

“Hic… sob…”

One of the assistant directors couldn’t hold back the nausea rising in his throat and rushed to the bathroom.

It finally hit home that NoName had been physically trapped in a capsule.

This wasn’t simply a disadvantaged childhood that could be dismissed—NoName had been fighting a desperate, brutal battle for survival for over seven years.

Watching the stiff, expressionless child desperately blinking her eyes over and over again, the overwhelming emotion wouldn’t subside.

“Thank you, Se-min.”

“NoName, you need to live happily and without pain. Understand?”

“Come on, aren’t you being too fake because we’re filming…? Yes, I understand.”

The next destination was Seoul Asan Hospital.

The doctor who had treated NoName back then gathered with detectives and rescue workers.

The once emaciated girl who had been on the brink of death a year ago now walked in looking healthy.

At this emotional reunion, they couldn’t hold back their tears.

NoName, whom they had only been able to check on occasionally through television, embraced each of them while presenting handmade bouquets.

While NoName underwent her health examination, the interviews continued.

“She kept saying she wasn’t a survivor, so I thought it was a case where the mother put her daughter in a capsule for a murder-suicide. That’s not uncommon in Korea. Even nowadays, so many people commit suicide by filling capsules with butane gas. It just doesn’t make the news much… Anyway, I’m so relieved. I’m so glad the child returned to us healthy.”

The detective explained that rather than believing she had been trapped for 7 years without food or water, the more plausible theory at the time was that a mother and daughter struggling with financial hardship had entered an abandoned capsule themselves—a hypothesis that seemed much more credible then.

Finally, the doctor returned holding NoName’s hand and shared the examination results with the production team.

“She’s underweight.”

Another wave of devastation seemed imminent.

As the youngest PD squeezed his eyes shut to prepare himself, the doctor offered a hopeful assessment.

“But she’s not malnourished. She’s gained a lot of weight, and her blood pressure and anemia levels are all normal, as you can see here. The best news is that her Restakaiya Syndrome has been completely cured thanks to the Aura Heart major surgery she received before. As for the muscular dystrophy, with the new medication and potions she’s currently taking, I can say as a specialist that there’s considerable hope for a complete recovery.”

Detective Ma Beom-il rushed over, lifted NoName up, and murmured how relieved he was.

With her viewpoint suddenly elevated to 2 meters, NoName looked down at the doctor and asked:

“So I can continue exercising, right?”

“As long as it’s not too intense, moderate exercise is actually beneficial for your health.”

“That’s a relief.”

NoName smiled brightly.

Now that she had the doctor’s approval, she could spar with Professor Cheon without hiding it anymore.

But the production crew, unaware of her true thoughts, simply recorded her cheerful laughter on camera.

While returning home in an 11-seater van with the production team, the PDs checked instructions from the writers.

“NoName.”

“Yes?”

“Can we ask you something?”

“Sure, ask away.”

“Have you ever created an innate magic?”

The PD began with a dry voice.

“Yes, I have.”

“By yourself…?”

“Yes. By myself.”

“And you registered the copyright with the Japanese association?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“I had my reasons. Is that… a problem?”

“Not necessarily a problem, but…”

NoName bit her lower lip slightly and turned her gaze toward the window.

Sensing the conversation taking an unusual turn, the PDs suddenly began taking out their personal phones one by one and started recording.

They had recognized NoName’s expression—the one she always made right before doing something significant.

NoName and the production crew had reached a point where they could communicate telepathically just by looking at each other.

[If you created an innate magic, why didn’t you tell anyone and registered it in Japan instead?]

Understanding their looks, NoName quietly began to explain.

“I actually needed a Japanese permanent residency right away. The process in Korea was a bit complicated.”

“What? Permanent residency? What are you talking about, NoName!”

The atmosphere in the car became tense.

What meaning did this touching story they’d been filming have then?

‘Wait… meaning…?’

Why were those rumor-like articles about NoName possibly leaving for another country coming to mind right now?

“Don’t tell me all of today was just a farewell?”

No way, that can’t be it.

Why would NoName leave Korea?

The reasons…

Come to think of it, there were many, many reasons.

* * *

“I don’t understand why this magic is so popular.”

Adella asked me casually while swishing her tail.

“It’s intuitive at a glance.”

“Intuitive?”

“Yes. Like a game. It means the magician who can stack more is more skilled.”

What’s the biggest difference between games and reality?

It’s “rewards.”

In games, completing quests gives intuitive rewards like experience points or gold, but reality isn’t like that.

Sometimes you have to go through countless trials and errors to achieve one result, and sometimes you end up going in a completely different direction from your initial goal.

Effort betrays you all too often in reality. Just like how Japan suffered a crushing defeat in the National Exchange Competition.

But compared to that, the Adella Challenge was very intuitive.

All you had to do was hold onto the pulsating magic circle as each stack built up.

As the stacks increased, the power of the innate magic accumulated and grew stronger, so people began posting their achievements on social media as if competing.

[Adella Challenge success x5!]

[Adella x9… this is my limit…!]

[My friend succeeded 12 times. A beast with incredible senses.]

[Adella Challenge x56 verification.jpg]

-???

-Are you a Japanese archmage?

-Whoa, you scared me! Ah… this was done in World of Arsheria;;

-Total cheating! Super cheating!

-Games don’t count as reality.

-This guy’s a complete fraud lolol

In World of Arsheria, each character has action correction abilities.

Especially for warrior classes, Adella magic becomes several times easier to use, so posts falsely claiming success by pretending virtual reality was real were everywhere.

I hated seeing my magic being misused so terribly.

Even though it was an innate magic I had delegated to Adella, it still held meaningful childhood memories for me.

So for the final filming of Genius Discovery, I planned to record a proper innate magic usage lecture with Adella.

Since neither side should spoil it in advance, we would reveal it to coincide with the Genius Discovery broadcast time.

It was frustrating having to delay the upload until next Wednesday.

“Let’s turn off all the assist systems, Adella.”

“Turn everything off? I don’t think I can do even ten then.”

“We’re going to do fifty. We’ll keep trying until we succeed.”

“F-fifty?”

“Camera director, we’re ready.”

I finally cleared up the misunderstanding with the production crew who thought I was abandoning Korea for Japan and explained my situation.

I told them Japan was the only country that would accept Adella as an official citizen.

They still didn’t seem to easily accept my reasons for transferring the copyright of my innate magic, but what could I do?

“Hello, I’m NoName, taking on the role of caster for the 1st Circle innate magic ‘Adella’.”

“I’m Asaneko Adella, evolved from Dawn Cat to Morning Cat! I’m taking on the assistant role! Yoroshiku onegaishimasu!”

* * *

[First Safari Dream member silhouette just revealed lolol Identity beyond imagination]

Quick, go to Safari Dream official channel

(VTuber A silhouette.jpg)

[Comments]

-A cat?

-If it’s safari, is it a serval?

-Wait lolol why does this pose look so familiar lolol

-Morning Cat? Is this a Dawn Cat knockoff?

-That bob haircut is obviously Adella!

-Using a game company’s avatar directly… hmm… hmmm…

-Whoa…! Is Kariri adding another controversy to her list?

-So a VTuber was actually a virtual being broadcasting as a VTuber? This is insane lolol

-I heard they invested millions in the Kariri project, but even if they don’t want to share profits, isn’t using AI going too far? Seems too risky…

-Honorary human Adella is different. She must have accumulated tons of big data by now.

-If you say something wrong and get banned, there’s no way to appeal since she’s AI?

-A streamer with only one account… how rare..

-“Coming Soon” in late October is too much. Why drag it out for two months when you could just debut her now!

Meanwhile, viewers had to wait a full week for the second part of Genius Discovery to confirm whether the “1st Circle innate magic Adella” was truly created by NoName.

An eight-year-old developing magic without adult help was unprecedented.

Just a 1st Circle spell, so what?

That 1st Circle was causing a sensation across the sea in Japan as the “Adella Challenge.”

It was so popular that even ordinary people were digging out wooden swords they had stored away since elementary school and learning how to use the “Adella” magic by watching VTube videos.

‘What do they mean World of Arsheria is cheating…’

In the middle of a martial arts dojo, Katsuhata Emika played a VTube video on a projector to watch NoName’s demonstration and explanation.

From what she had observed, the innate magic “Adella” was clearly a cooperative technique requiring at least two people for perfect casting.

It wasn’t a question of multitasking ability—when cast alone, the power dispersed into the air, producing nothing but ineffective air slashes with no killing power.

“Katsuhata, is this what you call the future of Japanese swordsmanship?”

Besides her, senior dojo members sat cross-legged in a fan shape on either side of her.

“I’m not certain. But at least we might get a hint about the direction we should take.”

“We have nothing to learn from Korea, regardless of other Japanese schools.”

“…”

Current Japanese swordsmanship has become too rigid.

Emika was wary of becoming just like her seniors, dyed in the same color, but she often crumbled helplessly in the face of oppressive education.

Moreover, Japanese mage society was centered around three major schools that fought with factional logic, making it no different from dirty politics.

[Hiyaaah! 50 hits! I did it!]

[Good job.]

The power of 50 consecutive Adella strikes was enough to topple a thick obelisk pillar.

But the seniors still looked on with indifference.

“Her skill is good.”

“The power is certainly strong.”

“But it lacks practicality.”

“Who would allow themselves to be hit 50 times?”

All valid points.

The opponent isn’t a stationary training dummy.

Emika finally hung her head.

‘I should clear my mind. I think I’ve been lacking in mental training lately and getting distracted by useless thoughts.’

After all, the Adella Challenge was just a trivial game spreading through TikTok and Instagram.

The girl destined to become the heir of the Katsuhata-ryu decided not to dwell on small matters.

‘Small… small… wait a minute… that woman… didn’t they say she was eight years old?’

How on earth did she create an innate magic?

Just as an intense sense of dissonance was about to overwhelm her:

[What? I thought we were done, sis!]

[Adella, why are you complaining already? The innate magic variations are just beginning.]

[Variations…?]

The blonde woman clicked her black boots as she moved a wooden dummy far to the opposite side.

She returned to where the silver-haired cat-eared girl stood and picked up a schiavona.

[If we’re done with close range, now it’s time for long range. Are you just going to stand there taking hits when the enemy is far away?]

Her eyes curved into crescent moons.

The beautiful woman’s smiling eyes seemed to convey some message to the ignorant crowd watching this video.

‘Pity? Mockery? Either way, it’s amazing…’

All the young Japanese girl knew was that her heart had been completely stolen.

[Rain or shine, I’ve always been the one doing the hitting. I absolutely hate being hit.]