I Was the Strongest Sword God in My Past Life

part 39

“No, he was really weak just last month.”

As about a hundred students each uttered a word, the exit buzzed with their chatter.

“He learns from the party leader instead of the professor.”

“Gian Russel?”

“What kind of student learns from another student?”

“Are they recruiting more for their party?”

“I wish they would teach me too.”

Within that crowd, there were faces rarely seen.

“Ugh.”

Ranked 4th in her grade, Amy Rose.

A streamer on the internet broadcast Twicher, and with 70,000 subscribers, she was one of the famous students not only at Arcana but also at other academies.

It was indeed rare to see her at school on the weekend.

“Daven? Ha! That big guy is carrying that? Better off fighting me! No, shouldn’t it have been obvious to pair him with me?”

Rank and skill weren’t always proportional, but she was strong. If Chris had faced Amy now, he wouldn’t have lasted even five minutes before defeat.

“Ah, what a waste. It would have been perfect for growing the broadcast.”

Her first broadcast started with her first off-campus activity. The mission was a simple cleanup, catching a first-class monster, the Kkokkotori. But it was there that a legendary video was born.

[Wow, is this a Kkokkotori? So cute.]

Amy stroked the Kkokkotori, an animal that at a glance looked like a chicken or perhaps a bird.

[How can I kill this! It’s too cute~]

[Kkeoook!!]

Just then, the Kkokkotori bulged its eyes and let out a strange cry, and Amy, startled, bulged her eyes as well.

[Waaah!!]

Amy’s pride wouldn’t be outdone by the Kkokkotori.

[Kkeoook!!]

[Woaaah!!]

[Kkeoook!!!]

[Waaah!!!]

Thus, a short 30-second video of Amy and the Kkokkotori screaming ended up on NewTube.

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Title: [Current Trend]

Content: Killed by a monster’s voiceㄷ

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ㅡ Are they selecting Sabers by their voice these days?

┗ LOL at 16 secondsㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

┗ The uniform is Arcana’s, isn’t it?

┗ The expression is priceless…

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But the impact was not small.

The video recorded a whopping 300,000 views, and Amy established herself as a unique, eccentric character.

Of course, her unusual cherry blossom-colored hair and cute appearance were also reasons for her popularity. The mega suburban event was a great opportunity to continue her rise.

“I can do it best… Do they even know broadcasting? Do they know it at all!”

Amy rambled as if she were drunk. It was a situation too precious to waste. Thinking of the subscribers that would increase when she appeared on the event broadcast, Amy felt a gentle ache in her stomach.

“And I said I’m a beta, I’ve tried it once! I appealed so much, and told them! Sob sob… They told me to just trust them!”

Amy regretted.

‘I should have appealed to the professors of acting or combat, not just stigmata studies. I heard they’re close with Gian…’

But it was too late, far too late.

Amy, who had been fuming, kicked a stone.

The stone crumbled into dust with a mana-filled kick.

“Hello. You’re Amy Rose, right?”

Someone called out to Amy from behind.

‘Gasp, did they see?’

Whoosh-

Amy quickly turned her head. The man behind her was famous and the talk of the town in many ways. Thanks to that, Amy could easily say his name.

“Ah, uh, hello! Gian… Russel?”

“I have a good proposal. Can we talk?”

‘Oh! Could it be a team replacement? For real?’

Gulp.

The sound of swallowing was loud.

‘Yes! It’s only right for me, the number one, to play!’

Her circuit of happiness spun wildly.

Amy couldn’t control her expression, and the corners of her lips twitched.

“Yup yup! Anytime!”

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Not long after Chris’s duel ended, Gian sent a message to his party members.

[Emergency gathering of party members in the room! – Gian]

“Isn’t the weekend too much?”

Isabel looked at her phone with a sullen face, propping her chin on her hand, visibly upset.

Even after the sparring had ended, Chris looked as lifeless as a corpse, slumped over.

“Sorry. The person I’m about to introduce is quite busy.”

No sooner had Jian finished speaking than someone opened the door.

“Hello? Nice shabby place!”

It was Amy who entered with a beaming smile. Isabel’s expression remained nonchalant, while Chris looked utterly bewildered.

“No need for introductions, right? You’ll be seeing a lot of Amy from now on.”

As Jian spoke briefly, Isabel casually asked,

“A new party member?”

“More of a partner than a party member. A business partner.”

Jian had called the party member to inform them of a negotiation with Amy and to discuss future plans.

“Amy here has tried out the event’s virtual gate.”

“Really?”

Isabel still looked at Amy with her chin propped up, her expression slightly annoyed. Amy, catching Isabel’s mood, began to sweat profusely.

‘Ugh, she seems totally pissed.’

“What does she want?”

Isabel asked, crossing her legs.

“Amy wants the broadcasting rights.”

G Channel wasn’t broadcasting on Twitch this time. This was a marketing move to allow famous streamers like Amy to participate in the event.

Especially since the teams participating this time could only give broadcasting rights to one streamer, effectively only 33 people could broadcast the battle survival tournament.

“Ah, the broadcasting rights?”

Amy stiffened as she replied,

“Yes! Ah, no, I mean, yes!”

It was a situation reminiscent of a rabbit and a fox.

Of course, the fox was Isabel.

“Even if it’s the same school… aren’t you too generous to give it away so easily?”

Not all broadcasting rights were precious.

But the broadcasting rights for Arcana were quite valuable. That’s because strong teams had less risk of elimination and more popularity.

“That’s true. But as I said, Amy is our new business partner.”

“Business?”

Chris looked at Gian.

Chris was sipping a potion good for mana recovery through a straw.

“Amy will help our party gain fame through broadcasting.”

“Broadcast? You don’t mean…”

Isabel’s expression had changed, though she still rested her chin on her hand.

Isabel’s narrowed eyes glared at Amy.

Amy broke into a cold sweat under that fierce gaze.

“Yeah, right! Gate clear broadcasts! It’s all the rage these days! Of course, if a freshman wants to take on a gate, they have to be incredibly strong and faa~mous.”

Amy spoke brightly in her broadcast tone, emphasizing the word ‘famous’ to promote herself.

“Wouldn’t that be a win-win?”

But as Isabel silently stared at her, Amy’s voice shrank back.

“…Or not.”

“Let’s put that story aside for now. Those are possibilities for when we win.”

As Gian sorted out the situation, Amy nodded vigorously.

“Right, right. We’ll think about the gate later!”

“So, Amy. Tell me the rules of Battle Survival.”

Though he already knew, Gian asked again for an explanation.

“It’s survival, literally. The party that lasts the longest wins. Simple, right? It’ll take over 10 hours, even though it’s short. And there are two rounds. The first round ends when the number drops from 99 to 33.”

“10 hours?”

Isabel’s face hardened.

“What about food?”

“You get a chocolate bar and water at the start. They also appear as items.”

These were the basic rules of Battle Survival that anyone could know.

The information Amy was about to share was known only to beta testers.

“Once you enter the virtual gate, the map is randomly determined. Swamps, forests, ruins, underwater cities, deserted islands. I know of more than 10 maps. Oh, and shout out your status window to check your stats when you start.”

“Stats? Sounds like a game.”

Isabel looked at Chris, who was muttering to himself, with a look of disdain.

“It is a game.”

“Ah. I see.”

Amy cleared her throat with a purposeful “Ahem,” signaling the two to focus.

“In stats, what you really need to look at are Mp (Mana Points) and magic devices. Think of Mp as just… mana. For magic devices, the rank is written in the stat window.”

“Rank?”

As Chris asked, Amy nodded.

“The status window and rank are the lifeblood of the game. Just so you know, the highest rank for magic devices is EX and the lowest is F.”

Amy explained the game in detail from beginning to end.

That took a full three hours.

Thanks to her, even those in Ji-en’s party who had never played the game became well-versed in the theory.

“Hmm! With this much knowledge, you could say you’ve mastered the basics.”

After talking for so long, Amy relaxed and smiled naturally.

The art of farming items safely. How to set traps. How to hide using the terrain… She explained a total of 24 survival tips non-stop, so it was perhaps inevitable.

“And if you don’t want to be eliminated early, never go near the air drops. Never! Absolutely!”

[Air Drop]

Only two per round. High-level supplies descending with parachutes. However, in event tournaments, air drops were called a poisoned chalice.

Because there was always a fierce battle near the air drops.

“You get it, right? If you get greedy, you’ll be out in a flash. At least ten people gather around an air drop.”

Even now, Amy was vivid in her memory.

Twenty participants tangled up, vying for supplies. It was a virtual gate, but such an intense fight was a first in her life. Yet, Ji-en had no intention of avoiding it.

“That’s right. Don’t worry.”

Because the melee was familiar to her.

It was the main stage for swordsmanship, after all.

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The much-anticipated final paragraph, sponsorship.

Amy pondered for a moment on how to explain this.