Floating Islands: SSS Gacha System-Chapter 141 - - Sniper’s Gaze

While the battle between Team Luna and the Lord of Alliance B seemed on the verge of breaking out, both sides were still holding back, attempting to gauge each other's next move.

Surely, Atlas had to do something—whatever would ultimately work to his advantage. But that didn't mean acting recklessly. There were several factors he had already considered, and rushing in without a plan could be a costly mistake.

At the same time, Atlas began discussing the best possible course of action with Edrik.

Edrik quickly responded, presenting his analysis and outlining the most viable options moving forward.

"The first option—low risk, moderate reward," Edrik began, his usual analytical tone making everything sound precise and calculated.

"Form an Immediate Alliance with Luna."

"The pros: Luna has supported us before, which suggests she might be open to an alliance if approached correctly."

"The cons: She might not appreciate being misled about Mira's leadership."

He continued, his explanation as clear and structured as always.

"We could go for a tactical approach—send me, for example, along with some of the troops Luna previously sent us. That way, we'd establish common ground before making direct contact. We could also offer valuable intelligence on Alliance B, something they might not have, thanks to Kurogasa's observations. However, this strategy would only be viable if the battle ends with Luna and her team victorious."

Without missing a beat, he moved on.

"Second option—moderate risk, high reward. Stay Hidden, Let the Battle Play Out, Then Intervene."

"The pros: This strategy allows us to assess which side is likely to win and strike at the perfect moment."

"The cons: If Alliance B overwhelms Luna's forces too quickly, we might lose the chance to intervene effectively."

Edrik exhaled slightly before concluding.

"Well," he added, glancing at Atlas. "My recommendation still aligns with what you initially suggested—observe first, then intervene at the perfect moment."

Atlas gave a slow nod, realizing that engaging in battle should only come after they had observed how both sides fought.

If even Luna struggled against her opponents, then throwing his own team into the fight would be nothing short of suicide. His elite subordinates were strong, but numbers mattered. No matter how powerful he and his core fighters were, they couldn't ignore the sheer disadvantage of being outnumbered. Even if he and his elites survived, he couldn't guarantee the same for the rest of his troops—not without severe injuries or, worse, casualties.

"I'll prepare the troops in case we need to take action," Edrik said, his voice steady.

"Okay," Atlas responded.

Just as the words left his mouth—the first attack was launched.

From Alliance B's side, the battle had begun. Their forces moved, striking first against Luna's team.

Luna raised her sword, and behind her, a crescent moon took shape, radiating a mystical glow. Moments later, magical energy surged from its center, unleashing a relentless barrage of powerful blasts toward her enemies. Her sword burned with intense light as she charged forward, dashing straight toward the opposing lord.

The magic attacks behind her continued their relentless assault, forcing the enemy troops to brace themselves. Shields and protective barriers flickered to life as they struggled to block the incoming projectiles.

And then—the battle fully erupted.

Alliance B's forces closed in from all sides, weapons clashing, steel ringing across the battlefield.

Clang! Clang!

Spells detonated on impact, sending shockwaves rippling through the icy air.

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Luna's team, trapped in the center, was at a clear disadvantage—outnumbered and surrounded, forced to fend off attacks from every direction.

Yet, rather than crumbling under pressure, they held their ground. Their strategy was evident—they prioritized defense, minimizing damage while buying time. Some of them unleashed spells with flashy, vibrant effects, their magic visually spectacular yet noticeably less destructive than expected.

Meanwhile, Ember sprang into action. She leaped into the air, moving effortlessly across what seemed to be invisible platforms, darting above the battlefield. With her sniper rifle locked onto her targets, she fired rapidly, picking off enemies from above while staying constantly on the move. Her unpredictable aerial positioning made her incredibly difficult to hit.

Atlas found himself genuinely impressed.

Despite being outnumbered, Luna's team wasn't struggling as much as expected. They weren't being overwhelmed. In fact, the fight felt balanced—almost evenly matched, despite the numerical disadvantage.

No matter how balanced a battle seemed, casualties were inevitable. And soon enough, the first victim fell.

One of Luna's troops was stabbed through the abdomen, their body crumpling to the ground.

Their healers rushed in, desperately trying to stabilize their wounded comrade, but it was too late. They had lost one.

Luna, who had been holding the front line against two opponents at once, hesitated for a moment and took a step back. But from above, Ember's sharp voice rang out, a fierce reminder that the battle was far from over.

And so it continued. The clash of steel, the bursts of magic, the shouts of warriors. Soon, it wasn't just Luna's side suffering losses—the enemy began to fall as well.

One. Then two. Then five from each side.

The battlefield grew bloodied, yet neither force showed signs of retreat. They fought on, locked in a brutal deadlock. Despite the intensity, neither side had gained a clear advantage.

If anything, Luna's team was slightly overpowered, just by a fraction. The losses on both sides were nearly even, but with Alliance B's superior numbers, a battle of attrition would only work against Luna. If this pattern continued, her forces would be the first to break.

Atlas had to take action. If he and his elite subordinates joined the battle, they could turn the tide, shifting the momentum in Luna's favor.

But no.

He reconsidered. Jumping into the fight without warning could throw everything into chaos. In the confusion, Luna's forces might even mistake Atlas's team for another enemy and attack them.

Still, he needed to do something—to secure an advantage, to prepare for whatever came next.

But no, it wasn't that simple.

Edrik suddenly tapped his knee lightly.

"The fight is over," he said.

Over?

Atlas frowned. He observed the battlefield, but nothing seemed different—the battle was still raging.

Yet, just moments after Edrik's words, something shifted.

Alliance B's troops began to retreat.

It wasn't a chaotic withdrawal—it was a deliberate step back. And just like that, the battle came to an abrupt halt. Both sides, battered and bloodied, stopped fighting and turned their focus toward recovering their wounded.

Atlas narrowed his eyes.

"What happened?" he asked, his voice low.

"They both realized that continuing this fight would only lead to massive losses for both sides," Edrik replied. "So, they chose to halt the battle."

Ah, yeah... that made sense.

If both sides lost too many troops, then victory would be meaningless. Each of them had alliances backing them, and they likely realized that if they brought their full forces into the battle, the outcome would be completely different.

From this vantage point, it was clear that Alliance B had been the one to initiate the ceasefire. Luna's team had simply responded in kind.

Even now, after the fighting had stopped, the two sides were still engaged in a heated argument.

"Alliance B is threatening revenge," Edrik noted.

"Yeah, I can read that too," Atlas replied.

Not long after, once Alliance B had tended to their wounded, they finally retreated, leaving Luna and her team behind on the battlefield. It was clear that both sides had suffered losses.

The battle had been short but costly.

Atlas shook his head as a bitter realization sank in—how fragile life was in war.

In mere seconds, a living soldier could be reduced to nothing more than a statistic.

Still hidden in their vantage point, Atlas, Kurogasa, and Edrik continued observing Luna and her team from a distance.

Then, without warning, Kurogasa straightened slightly, his posture shifting.

"They found us," he said.

At that exact moment, Ember's gaze snapped toward them. A second later, Luna and her troops followed suit, turning their attention in Atlas's direction.

"That fire girl has sharp eyes," Edrik remarked.

"Well, that's to be expected from a sniper, I guess," Atlas muttered.

But now, a new question arose.

What happens next?

Would this lead to another battle?