Chapter 91
Chapter 91
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 91
Chapter Title: Who?
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“I know you guys know I failed to scout Meteor, right?”
[Of course we do, you loser.]
[You got outdone by some random nobody.]
[What’s this about the top guild? Bunch of crib babies lololol]
“Please, just let me finish explaining before you open your mouths, you punks.”
The conversation was rough enough to make anyone flinch, but Willy watched the exchange with keen interest.
“Truth is, Meteor wasn’t the only one we were trying to scout. Our guild’s working on a certain project right now.”
Pattern laid out the details of the project. Viewers kept interrupting with curses midway through, but he smoothly shut them down and finished his explanation.
He’d been streaming long enough—and most of that time spent wrangling his rowdy audience—that he knew exactly how to handle them.
“So, losing out on just Meteor didn’t hurt our guild or anything.”
[Still makes you a moron though.]
[TL;DR: C.O.T.S is fine. Pattern’s the idiot.]
“Ah, come on, I’m telling you, I didn’t even go all-out trying to recruit that Meteor punk.”
[Yeah sure, that’s why you hired mercs and went berserk attacking him.]
[L+Ratio, you lost.]
“Fine, whatever.”
Even if he made the most airtight argument that no one in the world could refute, his viewers would just let it go in one ear and out the other while mocking him anyway.
“Anyway, since the scout thing blew up, we figured we’d go live to explain our side and introduce some new recruits.”
Before the chat could erupt in more nonsense, Pattern clapped Willy on the shoulder to highlight him.
“Alright, Willy, sir. Say a few words to our viewers.”
“Nice to meet you all. I’m a fresh recruit to C.O.T.S. Looking forward to working with you.”
Willy flashed a friendly smile as he introduced himself.
[He’s hot. Ugh, hate him already.]
Not a shred of courtesy for others. Still, whether he was holding it in or genuinely unbothered, Willy’s expression didn’t waver.
[Isn’t that the guy who showed up with Piton before?]
[Yeah, looks like it. So he’s a C.O.T.S newbie?]
[So you turned on the stream just for intros?]
“No way.”
Pattern pointed toward the hunting ground.
“You think anyone would buy it if we just said, ‘We got an awesome new recruit’? Even I’d demand proof.”
[Lolol yeah fair.]
[Need hard evidence it’s awesome.]
“That’s why we’re gonna show off our new guy’s skills. Oh, and according to my bro’s assessment, Willy here has better physicals than Meteor, so keep your eyes peeled.”
[Better physicals than Meteor?]
[That dude was a total freak though?]
The viewers buzzed in confusion.
Meteor was getting more famous by the day, but since they’d clashed head-on with him, Pattern’s audience knew him better than most—and thus knew just how insane his skills were.
A physical monster through and through. Top-class even in Arc.
And this guy had even better physicals?
The chat flooded with shocked messages.
Seeing the usual nitpickers—who always ripped into everything he did, though to be fair, streamers attract their kind, no victims here—freaking out like that put Pattern in a great mood.
“Alright, how about a little hunt to show what you’ve got?”
“Haha, all these eyes on me are making me nervous.”
Willy stepped forward with a meek line, but the way he drew his sword with casual flair made it obvious he was hamming it up.
A short walk in, and mobs started spawning.
“Oh, by the way, we rented out the whole hunting ground, so expect more mobs than usual.”
[Damn, crib babies really doing a full showcase rental.]
As if to prove Pattern wasn’t bluffing, four mobs popped up at once. Willy strolled right toward them without prep or caution, like he was begging to die.
[What? No battle prep?]
[Wait and see. Supposedly better than Meteor.]
[If he’s really that good, he can pull it off.]
[Get cocky and you’re donezo.]
Doubts and negativity flew through the chat. Pattern just crossed his arms, chill.
‘Honestly, I’m not sure if this guy’s better than Meteor yet.’
Meteor’s prowess had shocked him that much.
‘But top-class physicals? No doubt.’
Just as Pattern thought. Willy dispatched the four mobs in a flash.
[What the hell was that?]
[Whoa!]
For the first time, the chat filled purely with awe—no nitpicks, no mockery. Even Pattern, who’d half-expected it, lost his breath for a second. Everyone else must’ve been floored.
Willy sheathed his sword smoothly and turned around.
“How was that? Not bad, right?”
[Fuck, that was no joke.]
[Totally deserved the hype.]
[Meteor physicals claim starting to sound legit.]
“Told you. My bro said so.”
[Oh, right?]
[Piton said it? That carries weight.]
[Why didn’t you say so earlier?]
“I did say it earlier, you punks.”
[Didn’t hear.]
[You didn’t say.]
[Your fault anyway.]
“You little...!”
Pattern gnashed his teeth, but it’d only fuel more viewer teasing.
“You did great.”
He tore his eyes from the chat to praise Willy first.
“But one fight’s not enough, right? Let’s push deeper. Viewers seem eager for more of your action.”
[Yeah.]
[That level of physicals? Worth watching.]
[Man, feasting for the eyes today.]
“Let’s do it.”
With Pattern’s nudge and the viewers’ cheers, Willy kept hunting. The audience marveled at his flawless moves. And they gawked at the level he revealed.
No way those movements came from that level.
[For real, he might actually be better than Meteor?]
[At least on par, for sure.]
“Told you, he’s the real deal. And he’s not the only one. Know how many talents we’ve scouted for the guild?”
[Whoa, they’re really sharpening their blades?]
[Stack of guys like that? C.O.T.S about to get scary.]
Pattern swelled with pride as his mocking viewers flipped attitudes. Relief hit too—this mission was a success.
But some chat messages threw shade.
[But that’s enough to top Meteor?]
[Nah.]
[Physicals good, sure. But not Meteor level.]
[Thinks chain extra boss clears are a joke?]
Meteor praise soured Pattern’s mood again. He wanted to argue, but his mouth wouldn’t move.
‘Honestly, claiming that tops Meteor is a stretch.’
Even Pattern doubted the ‘better physicals’ line from his bro. No matter how shameless he was, flaunting a few mob kills to claim superiority over Meteor felt off.
But he couldn’t show his doubts. Failing the mission again meant endless shit from his bro and louder mockery all around.
He was about to defend Willy somehow.
“You’re right.”
Willy, who’d sidled up to peek at the chat, spoke up.
“How about we take down an extra boss then?”
“Huh?”
Pattern panicked.
Extra bosses were Arc’s signature trophies—one kill, and the feat spreads like wildfire across communities.
Meteor had gone from ‘that black bread guy’ to legit star after posting extra boss clears.
Embarrassingly, even Pattern had never downed one.
He challenged them constantly, but all he got was viewer ridicule for the fails.
“If this hunting ground fits my level, the nearby extra boss challenge limit should be about the same. Any around here?”
“Yeah, there is.”
“Is my level above the boss’s challenge limit?”
“If your level didn’t go up from the hunts, you’re right at the limit.”
“Perfect then. No level up yet. Now’s the time.”
Willy smiled as he said it, but Pattern couldn’t just blurt, ‘Let’s go for it.’
Guiding him was easy. But if Willy failed?
‘Can’t call him ‘better than Meteor’ anymore.’
How could someone who swept extra bosses with world records stand equal to a guy who couldn’t even bag one?
Worse, they were hyping Willy as superior—the backlash would be huge.
‘But backing out now looks bad too.’
Pattern’s dilemma didn’t last. Lingering doubt screamed lack of faith in Willy, which wrecked their plans.
“Alright. I’ll guide you.”
He accepted.
‘With those physicals and bro’s rec, he might pull it off.’
Irresponsible? Sure. But not the only reason.
‘If he can’t even handle this level extra boss, no way he’s better than Meteor.’
He’d get top C.O.T.S support going forward. Possible face of the new recruits.
‘If he chokes on one extra boss, that support’s wasted cash.’
Even with his bro’s high praise.
Nothing proved skill like an extra boss kill. The achievement itself was a guarantee.
Pattern settled on that and led Willy to the nearby extra boss.
And then.
[Whoa.]
[Insane!]
[Large guild for real! Wasn’t all talk.]
[Ooooh, believed in you guys.]
Willy stood tall before the fallen extra boss, stunning the viewers. Pattern too.
‘Thought he had a shot, but damn, he actually did it.’
Overwhelmingly.
Just like facing Meteor.
Anyway, mission accomplished. At minimum, word would spread that Willy was the real deal.