"...All right, let's go! Next stop, the left corner!
It was only a short time before I regained my stance.
He cleared the hairpin curve on the left side of the road, which was approaching in rapid succession, as if it was a mirror image of the one before.
What--! I can't believe it! By using the loose ground that hadn't dried up due to the rain, you were able to clear the carriage with minimal deceleration by making it slide sideways?
Chris, who had been watching me in the front row of the back of the truck, exclaimed in amazement.
Thank you very much for the clear explanation.
Yes, it was raining hard on the way out, and I felt a little uncomfortable, as if I'd been spooked.
I felt a little uncomfortable, as if I'd been spurned, but I didn't expect it to have a positive effect on me.
This other world is just for me...! This five-stranded hairpin is also a bridge to glory for me, leading to my ideal, irresistible harem!
However, the condition of the load is not a bit of a concern.
It's not there, but it's a special Travis wagon with a combination of various suspensions, so it should be fine.
I have no doubt in my mind that Travis has the best technology in the world.
We cut through a third and fourth hairpin corner, and then the last of the five hairpins left.
I drove the wagon into the narrowest and steepest corner I've ever driven into - the steepest angle I've ever seen!
The wagon was hit by the fiercest horizontal G ever, and the chassis began to creak and squeak.
The wood, twisted by the overload, began to play a cacophony of protest--!
For God's sake, show some guts, Hachiroku. Ride or die, this is the difference between the two!
The cargo bed entered the drift for the fifth time in a row.
It slides out in a circle with the head of the corner as its central axis - but.
Little by little, it slides outward off the ideal line, swelling outward and toward the river - and then it slides away!
The suspension is all torn up, the wheels are all torn up, they're all limp and limp...
And what you feel is a subtle sense of floating.
"Ugh, I'm falling--?
I sensed that the back half of the rear wheel was floating in the air over the river's edge.
My heart was beating fast, and cold sweat was dripping down my back.
No, there's no way I'm going to fall! Nothing is impossible in an S-class cheat! I'm fully equipped with all the cheats, nothing is impossible! We should be able to play, we should be able to go! Yes, it's whispering that my cheat can go...! Turn.... no, turn, my hachiroku--!
Was it my prayer - or was it my firm will that drew that result?
''Ooohhhhhhhh--!
HACHIROKU's rear wheel, which was only a few millimeters away from falling off, continued to walk a tightrope, but never crossed the line at the end of its journey.
I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of it.
I couldn't help but speak in Kansai dialect, but I didn't care.
To tell the truth, at the end, I was really scared that my rear wheel was going to fall off....
But I did it! We've come full circle! DOH!
Already the wagons are speeding through the forest and along the road in the open plains with a clear view.
The only thing left to do now is to escape like this.
''.........This is already nothing short of brilliant, isn't it? I didn't think there was a way to break through like this.......once again, I'm in awe of Manashiro-sama's greatness.
How pleasant is the admiring look in Chris's eyes as he took the reins from me again...!
I noticed that the romantic comedy type A cheat "Heartburn for the subordinate who did the big job" was activated.
So don't subtly change the expression and blatantly water it down!
........hmm?
My men...?
....What?
There are some exceptions to the auto-activated cheats, but basically the best one for the situation seems to have been chosen.
In other words, Cheat-san recognizes me as his subordinate and Chris-san as his boss.
When I regained my composure, I warned myself of the final chase of the "Supreme Wolf" and the others, and once again took up the Japanese bow at the Goshadai.
We won--.
It's not yet said, but that's probably the moment all three of us thought so.
--It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
Normally it would be a small, ordinary stone, and I just had the bad luck to ride up on the center of it.
That shouldn't have happened.
However, the '86 wagon's suspension had been stretched to its limits by the overnight march and the last five consecutive drifts.
As a result, the wagon had bounced off the ground much more than we had imagined.
So it was not a carelessness.
What--?
Sasha's body, which was just about to turn around, alert for the chase at the back of the cart, was fluffed up by the impact of the wagon's ride up and thrown straight into the dark night road - and that's when she was thrown out.