Supreme Archer: Taking The Game's Weakest Class To The Top

"Casual Clowns have rolled off Untamed Seventh! This time, they paid the two lives of their teammates to secure two territory spheres and consumables!" Elise screamed at her microphone.

As usual, Bobby was the voice of reason. "A round of applause for Untamed Seventh! They did what The Raven Guild's seventh team couldn't! They've also confirmed that consumables are a great factor worth fighting for! Their quick adaptation to the desert is worth giving them a second round of applause!"

Casual Clowns' battle was seen from the replay.

It was not the first time the crowd had seen the consumables' worth.

Players from the higher division were also making mental notes.

Those guys were also backed by high-intelligence teams whose fingers were ardently pressing keys on their keyboards. They stressed the importance of consumables and paid them much more attention.

The more replays were shown on the scene.

The crowd's cheers suddenly stopped.

High-level players in the crowd also narrowed their eyes at what was happening in the tournament. Their faces looked disgusted and disappointed, and a few of them were utterly enraged.

Whispers swept through the crowd.

"I mean, the international tournament reward is… too good to pass, right?"

"Who cares?! This is a crap!"

"It's not surprising since they know each other… but it leaves a nasty taste."

"If that's how they want to win a spot in the international tournament, we're doomed! Europe or Asia will again stomp us! Our history in esports shows that we're only good in FPS games!"

"I swear, if they don't introduce FPS games after this…"

Jake's father, Edward, looked around and chuckled.

He said, "Everyone's freaking out like those idiots have already won."

His wife and Robert faintly smiled.

Meanwhile, Mary was on her two feet, glaring at the screen with fire in her eyes. She wasn't bothered by her guild's loss because Jake was still in the tournament.

Not only did her guild do better than The Raven Guild, but Jake wouldn't dare not to help her with the international trade. She was on his side now and cheered at him along with their father.

She turned toward the highest seat and screamed. "Are you fine with this, Bellamende?!"

The woman in the suit smiled. It was such a natural, kind smile that no one could tell if it was dishonest or if any emotion other than kindness was behind it.

Bellamende's voice swept through the marble arena. "It does not go against the rules."

Peace chimed in. "But that goes against the wish of your audience! No one here wants them to win in this way! You should intrude and tell them to cease this!"

This time, however, Bellamende didn't respond.

It was because Peace wasn't as famous as Mary. Even if her boyfriend was involved in the tournament, Peace wasn't as significant as he or the other participants.

Feeling like it was the case, Peace sat down and clenched her little hands. She appeared so pissed that her friends didn't dare to utter a word in her presence, as no word could calm her down.

To aid her, Nadia stood up.

She took a liking to anyone who went against Mary.

The rivalry between The Raven Guild and Untamed truly ran in her blood.

She said, "I agree with her. The damage is done, however. Those guys have acquired a huge advantage through their repulsive scheme, meaning it'd be fair for you to step in and tell them to cease it. Their advantage is, in fact, so unfair that I believe anyone would agree with this decision."

The crowd shouted in response, agreeing with The Raven Guild's Guild Master.

"Miss Nadia is correct! Our first representative in The International Tournament can't be this shameless!"

"We must send a solid team that evolves and adapts at every step!"

"No one of us will take any of them as winners of The Seven Division!"

Bellamende announced. "As much as it pains me not to answer the crowd's wish, their ploy doesn't go against the rules. Therefore, I can't involve myself. I promise everyone listening to me that I will seriously speak about this with other game masters. Await the announcement about it after the tournament."

While the crowd unhappily sat down and swallowed their disappointment, the participants of The First Esports Tournament — Seventh Division were about to meet with what the viewers were so against.

Jake and his team were the last ones to see that.

-

The battle against Untamed just ended.

Their floating island returned to become a part of the plain forest again. Now, it was a scorching desert. Its high temperature had sparked a fire in surrounding trees.

It was so uncomfortable to be here that Casual Clowns decided to ditch this place and begin their journey toward the mountain's spire.

It was their next goal since they were only one territory sphere short, provided they could take over the mountain.

The prospect of them failing hadn't crossed their minds.

That said, the importance of time weighed on them a lot.

'Our haul is not that bad. We've received a few potions and an equipment recovery card,' Jake thought as he marched behind Prince and Sin.

Last Coin was on his side.

El was beside Sin.

It was all of them.

The loss of their teammates hurt them, but only Last Coin reacted the worst to it. Prince was mad and cursed at the tank until the man died due to health points loss. Sin and El took it calmly. Jake was also prepared for it, and his instant reaction to finish off Untamed's backline helped Last Coin come to terms with it.

Last Coin thought, 'If I am to die, I'll also die with a bang.'

It unconsciously became everyone's decision, not only his.

Casual Clowns swore to pay back their enemies for hurting them, no matter what.

'Prince has used the recovery card since his armor suffered the most,' Jake thought. He recalled how Prince's armor mended itself like the time had been rewound. It also repaired his helmet, meaning that the mask was on, to the dismay of the female audience.

'Health and mana potions have been properly distributed between us.' The rest of the consumables were gone. One of them was surely the environment sphere, but Casual Clowns didn't know what the rest was.

There were many packages, most of which could have been stuffed with potions.

Whatever it was, the haul was good.

Jake and the others didn't complain.

Last Coin and Jake suddenly raised their voices.

"Up!" Jake dropped a quick command.

"Something is coming at us!" Last Coin strained to speak as fast as he could.

Lifting his shield, Prince waited for whatever was plummeting at them to enter his perception zone. Once it did, he moved accordingly and took it onto his shield's surface.

The object landed heavily and splashed a liquid.

"An arm with a present," Prince said. The arm's hand was tightly clenching the sword's handle. It was such a firm grip that it hadn't let the weapon go after getting separated.

Sin said, "Someone up might be able to reattach the arm. It'd explain why it's still animated."

"Animated?" El asked, taking a step back. "It can't be alive."

"Oh? Is Lil Queen scared of undead?" Prince sneered behind his mask.

El faked a confidence, failing to hide her feelings toward it.

It was fine when Damien turned into an undead as he still wore his armor. It'd be more than a surprise to her if he were to show his undead transformation naked.

For a particular reason, Prince couldn't stop teasing El Boss Queen.

"It moved!"

"No, it didn't!"

The rest talked with each other.

Jake said, "It's a dominant hand."

Last Coin and Sin nodded.

She said, "Going for weak spots isn't popular on low levels, as we've fought many players already, but it seems best to aim for eyes or dominant hands."

Various tricks were used and learned on low levels.

Newbies also often tasted high adrenaline for the first time in the game, fighting to the bitter end. In this state, they didn't aim for weak spots such as eyes or dominant hands but enjoyed the damage their weapons did on tougher muscles.

In most cases, anger or weakness would remind those newbies to attack weak spots or target eyes.

"I feel like everyone I fought wanted to quickly finish me off," Jake said.

"I wonder why," Sin smirked, teasing Jake.

He chuckled and nodded, "I know why. An archer doesn't seem like a real threat… until they see what I can do."

Last coin and Sin smiled.

The Clown Mage added. "It's not a problem for mages to switch hands. The Untamed's mage lacked a hand but was still proficient with his magic."

"All we have to do is disarm our opponents. Speaking of which, I guess we can wait a little and keep an eye on the skies to see if someone has more than five spheres," Jake said.

His team resumed the path to the top.

They were no longer in a rush.

It was courtesy of the fallen arm. It meant that someone was fighting on the mountain's spire. It'd take some time for that guild to take over the mountain, so Casual Clowns could take their time and wait for even more teams to wear down each other.

This decision was made because of the lack of significant force.

Fighting the team right off the bat, going for the consumables, fighting the second team, and now cresting the mountain—Casual Clowns were fulfilled with their achievements. They didn't mind stooping down to hiding around the mountain's neck.

This team didn't know that someone had stooped way too low.

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