Chapter 22

“Why am I doing so well again today?”

Yena, while managing the chat, couldn’t help but marvel at Lily’s proficient demeanor. It was to the extent that if someone were to see her, they would believe she’d been broadcasting for years. She effortlessly sailed past any transgressive comments or actions without any delay.

Whereas novice broadcasters generally feel hurt or take such comments too seriously, it was clear here that Lily was comfortable communicating with many people.

How many broadcasts had she done?

But it turned out she barely understood the broadcasting system or the ecosystem around it. Thanks to some help from the audience, she had managed to set it up to a sufficient degree, but there were still strange parts, and it took an additional 20 minutes of adjustments to reach a setup similar to Yena’s.

By that, it was clear that Lily had no prior experience with broadcasting.

“Newbie but not a newbie… never broadcasted but seems so adept at it…”

What could it be?

Despite the questions popping up, Yena decided to overlook it for now. Whether real or not, Lily was still someone very important to Yena.

If not for Lady Lily, who else? What more needed to be said?

Just then, in the midst of having already cut down dozens of enemies, an unfamiliar BGM rang out.

[Raphael has donated 10,000,000 won.]

—Hello? This is Raphael of the Angel Guild. Might I have a moment of your time regarding a guild-related matter?

“…? Are you serious?”

Ten million won.

And this was not just any simple donation—it was aimed toward joining a guild.

In an instant, Yena, the Guild Master of the -Yes- Guild, currently ranked 52nd, broke out in cold sweat.

Is this… about to be taken away from me?

[?]

[Are you serious?]

[LOL]

[Is this for real, ten million?!]

[Raphael?]

[Raphael ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ Is this during a game scream? What are you doing here?]

[You’re not in season, why are you making trouble?]

[Angel Guild is ruthless…]

[The NTR crisis for Yena?]

[7 Archangels have descended lol]

[Yena, thanks for the work but no follow-up~]

A massive donation caused the chat to flood instantly.

Raphael’s appearance, one of the seven elites of the Angel Guild and a former pro-player, was enough to fan the flames in what was already a chaotic chat.

“Lily?”

Caught by surprise, Lady Lily simply replied with a “Huh?” and stopped.

It gave an unsettling feeling.

Yena quickly dashed in front of the screen.

“No, no? You can’t leave me behind! We’ve been close, haven’t we!”

[LOL]

[What’s wrong with Yena?]

[LOL so funny]

[Yena, stop being clingy]

[Who would join a guild like -Yes- lol?]

[Breaking News) The Angel Guild expands from the 7 Archangels to the 8 Archangels]

[Yena, ten million says you’re crazy dudes!]

[Whatever.]

[Still, the Angel Guild won’t let that go lol]

[LOL]

Yena swallowed hard.

The saliva went down.

Still no response from Lady Lily. It seemed as though she was contemplating for a moment before glancing at Yena and the chat and opening her mouth.

“Uh… It’s such a good offer. Everyone seems to enjoy it.”

Is Raphael there?

The clear soprano voice carried through the broadcast mic, and after a brief delay, Raphael’s nickname filled the many chat boxes.

[◈Raphael: Yes, I’m here.]

[Oh]

[Yena, good job.]

[Someone we dated for a long time]

[Let’s do the last bit of content before leaving]

[Yeah, even if you leave, you should keep your word lol]

[I haven’t made a choice yet lol]

It was over.

Or rather, had she been too arrogant from the start?

With just some content hosting and help, did she assume Lily was hers?

Yena reflected on her overly self-assured attitude with a bitter heart.

Lady Lily will leave now, right?

Still, they had exchanged numbers, and it would be nice to stay friends.

Even setting aside the broadcast-related content, Lily herself was a good person, so she hoped that they would at least stay in touch—

“Seems like you’re giving ten million won so easily, and I see you’re a former pro according to the chat. A match with you sometime would definitely be fun.”

“?

“But I have no plans for joining a guild yet. There’s still content left with Yena, and I’m grateful for your intentions, but I will return the money.”

Most importantly…

“I don’t like the name ‘Angel.'”

A human with an inclination toward celestial beings, Lily Elbrite.

There were two races she disliked the most—‘Demon,’ standing on the exact opposite end of the spectrum, and ‘Celestial,’ akin to her previous form.

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Ten million won is substantial.

Recently, thanks to donations and content hosting, the feel for money had somewhat dulled.

But ten million won from one person? That’s different.

No matter if Raphael came as a member of a guild or individually, he was in a position where he gave a ten million won donation, even before I decided whether I would join or not.

It reminds me of the first time I met Yena.

And then I looked at the name of the guild.

Hmm, I don’t like it.

[?]

[Lily, what’s this about honor?]

[LOL]

[Rejecting ten million?]

[Is this what it looks like when you join -Yes- rather than Angel Guild?]

[Raphael, panicking]

[Not joining the Angel Guild and choosing -Yes-… This is fresh!]

[The honor of Lily!]

[Look at Yena getting all emotional!]

“Ri, Lilyyy…”

Yena was looking at me with teary eyes.

Why does this feel so burdensome?

I shook my head as Yena approached.

“It’s not because of Yena that I’m declining. Guild membership is something to consider later, and there’s still content to do with Yena.”

[Is it because of Yena?]

[Lily is kind too.]

[Jealous… Yena Jealous… Yena Jealous…]

[Me too, I want Lily’s consideration.]

[As a member of Baby Lily, I respect her decision.]

[Lily! Lily! Lily!]

[How dare anyone insult Lily?]

[Phew, they’re late again to the donations lol]

[LOL]

Yena nodded while saying “uh huh” and disappeared back out of the frame.

It’s like a typhoon swept through.

I sighed, looked at the camera one more time, and mentioned again,

“If there’s an opportunity, joining a guild isn’t the only way to keep in touch. I’ll thank you again for the ten million. I’ll refund it—”

[◈Raphael: You don’t need to refund it.]

“Huh?”

Really?

Ten million won?

Confused, I asked, and a noticeable nickname amidst the chatting wave flashed.

[◈Raphael: I gave it with fan intentions, whether it’s a guild issue or not. You don’t need to refund it at all.]

[?]

[Classic Raphael way of creating debts lol]

[Invite her once the content is over]

[I haven’t given up yet]

[Yena, rising crisis again lol]

[That’s how the Seven Archangels were created lol]

[LOL so funny]

“Okay… then.”

Why wouldn’t I accept if they’re giving it?

It would be even weirder to refuse when they’ve said it like this.

“Then, I’ll move onto the next donation. Thank you again, Raphael.”

[◈Raphael: ^^]

[◈Yena: …]

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Requests for guild membership and other pranks through donations continued. Next came donations concerning battles.

How they broke through the clouds, how to skillfully wield spears, or how they caught will-o’-the-wisps efficiently without melee support. Various donations poured in, but the most numerous were those concerning the spear’s roar.

[0909 has donated 10,000 won.]

—Can someone tell me how to use Spear Tornado?

“Hmm… It’s a secondary skill, but still…”

[What? How do you use a secondary skill?!]

[Secondary skill?]

[Deoen’s official guidelines mention it’s fine to ask, but how do you do it?]

[I tried watching the video and mimicking it, but it’s impossible without a skill]

[Want a lecture on it?]

[Tell me]

Questions were abundant.

Though it wasn’t exactly Q&A time, the nature of such frequent requests meant I should explain at least a little.

Standing up from my seat, I summoned a green spear and swung it around once.

The smooth rotation of the spear shaft.

Beside me, Yena, who had been managing the chat, also seemed curious about what I was doing.

I smiled at her and twisted the spear.

“Probably nine out of ten beginners can’t use this skill. This is not something just anyone can do.”

The roar of the spear is a celestial technique.

I could use it because I was inclined towards celestial beings as a human. An ordinary human would need the mana and body strength of at least a Swordmaster to perform it unless they were of the celestial race as well.

It was almost a type of divine power that even I could only use up to 70% when I was in my prime, and now that I’ve weakened, I can only manage up to 10%.

“Think of it not as thrusting the spear but as launching it. You hold it, but you don’t let the spear feel like it’s in your hands.”

I twisted the spear again. With a bottle-sized amount of mana entering the twisted spear, it spun rapidly as if it were tearing through everything in its trajectory.

And I hurled it.

Creeak, crack! The tree in front, split by multiple strikes, burst into pieces.

I was more prepared this time, but my physical condition was better than expected.

At least 3% was manageable. It seems I had overdone it back then because I was upset.

“For now, everyone can manage up to this level compared to back then.”

[?]

[?]

[Holding but not holding… What’s this nonsense?]

[Is this what they call ‘sword mind’?]

[What? Is this a martial arts novel?]

[This is dizzying…]

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