Chapter 4: Elvundart

The bullet I fired drilled straight through the enemy’s forehead. With that shot, I was the last living thing left in these ruins.

"I won."

Top Chat: Oooh
Top Chat: Congrats!
Top Chat: Aaaand I’m dead lol
Top Chat: See? The flag actually worked!
Top Chat: …Wait, you don’t sound that happy about it
Top Chat: Come on, it’s your first win after three matches, be more excited!

"I am happy. The calculations were just kind of a pain."

Top Chat: …You were calculating?
Top Chat: True, you did land all three headshots, but still…
Top Chat: Uh, is this even the kind of game where you’re supposed to do math?
Top Chat: Even snipers usually just fire on instinct.

"If I shoot on instinct, the shots land like I’m firing a bow… Hmm."

Top Chat: What’s up?

"Does this game not have bows?"

Top Chat: It does.
Top Chat: Yeah, technically.
Top Chat: They’re bottom-rank, though, so they’re even part of the starter kit.

"I’ll use a bow."

Top Chat: Uh… I wouldn’t.
Top Chat: To put it bluntly, bows suck.
Top Chat: …They’re that bad?
Top Chat: Yeah. They’re accurate, sure, but the arrows get shredded by the wind.
Top Chat: They arc, don’t fly far, and you have to reload every single shot.
Top Chat: Basically… they’re just actual bows.
Top Chat: Every player tries them once, then immediately understands why no one uses them anymore.

"Alright, fourth match—let’s go."

Top Chat: He’s really doing it.
Top Chat: Don’t say we didn’t warn you.

I landed once more on the hill just outside the now-familiar ruined city. Same teammates as before.

Top Chat: So, what’s the plan?

"First, a test shot. Target: that doorknob. Distance: 97 meters."

Top Chat: There he goes with the oddly precise numbers again.

"Ei."

Top Chat: That one missed way off to the upper left.
Top Chat: Yeah, that’s normal.

The draw weight was higher than I expected, and the wind felt weak. Time for another adjustment shot.

“Alright… here goes.”

Top Chat: Wait.
Top Chat: Huh?
Top Chat: He hit the doorknob. Dead-on.

One more. This time, an arcing shot.

“Let’s try this…” thwip

Top Chat: …Hit.
Top Chat: Again, right on the doorknob.
Top Chat: You definitely aimed way higher, right? You did, right??
Top Chat: That’s insane.

“I’ve got the trajectory down. Moving in.”

Top Chat: Whoa whoa whoa, hold up!
Top Chat: No, no, no, this is not okay!
Top Chat: This is seriously not normal!
Top Chat: Didn’t you already break the game with guns?!
Top Chat: …Wait, guess it’s hard to understand if you’ve never played.
Top Chat: Can someone explain?
Top Chat: Okay, so—anyone who’s played this knows: if a supposed “newbie” lands three headshots in a row, they’re either role-playing or a smurf using someone else’s account.
Top Chat: But with bows, it’s a whole other story.
Top Chat: Sure, bows are weak, but they’ve got style. Plenty of people try them, and there are even bow mains.
Top Chat: Yet even those guys barely hit their shots.
Top Chat: Under ideal kyūdō-like conditions, maybe a straight shot… but an arcing shot? With all that wind influence over several seconds? Forget it.
Top Chat: Which means—

"Alright, second kill."

Top Chat: Did she just land two headshots with a bow… through a building?
Top Chat: She’s not human!
Top Chat: She’s an elf!
Top Chat: Well, guess the stream title was accurate. Alright, we’re done here.
Top Chat: …Wait, no, that’s not the point!

With two teammates already down, the last enemy panicked and turned to run, leaving his back wide open. Thunk. Another perfect hit. Victory.

“Bow’s the strongest weapon.”

Top Chat: How are you hitting these?! How??
Top Chat: This isn’t a cheat… the arrows are following real trajectories.
Top Chat: It’s like their heads got sucked right into the arrow.
Top Chat: Did you… predict their movement?
Top Chat: Is that even possible??

“Elves really do have bow affinity.”

Top Chat: Bow affinity…?
Top Chat: You’re just gonna drop a line like that and leave it at that?!

“…Already five o’clock. Guess I should make dinner.”

Top Chat: Oh, so that’s it.
Top Chat: Shame it’s over.
Top Chat: Will there be another stream?

“Yeah, I’ll stream again. I still have to wear the thick bottle-bottom glasses, after all.”

Top Chat: Nice!
Top Chat: But wait—if the elf’s eyesight gets worse, doesn’t that mean your body still sees fine?
Top Chat: Poor Elf-san (the real one) catching strays here, lol.

—— Stream Ended ——

Top Chat: Huh?
Top Chat: That’s it? That’s how you cut it off??
Top Chat: At least say something before ending!