The horses rushed out all at once at the beep of the whistle and collided in the middle of the ground.
Why are you so rough….
It was a pretty strong collision but the only horse that disintegrated was the group with Isuka in it.
After all, no matter how big she is, she would not be able to keep up with the power of the manual laborers….
「Give me your hat!」
「Take it if you can!」
「……ta….ke…..」
「Ah! My hat!」
『The fierce competition continues! Vongo and Pickles’ group is strong! Vongo and Pickles’ group is too strong!』
Vongo, who’s riding on Pickles’ shoulder, snatches one hat after another and puts them on Pickles’ head while dodging the enemy’s hands.
It was like a team of a man and a horse or perhaps a bird and a horse.
The two moved in unison, snatching hats from one side to the other.
The leader of the white team, Roast, laughed.
『In the blink of an eye, the white team has the upper hand! The white team has the upper hand desu!』
From the depths of the struggling red team, the champion of the team, Mince’s team, appeared and snatched the hat of the nearest opponent.
Mince’s horse was made up of adventurers who usually work together and their teamwork is perfect.
Standing in front of them was the leader of the white team, Roast.
「Mince! Let’s settle this!」
「Bring it on!」
The audience’s excitement was deafening.
Scaled arms attack, deflect, combine, and pop each other.
The whole audience watched the battle while holding their breath. They watched this special battle that concentrated on only using upper body techniques because they can’t move their feet.
Roast, who had parried a direct attack from Mince to her neck, unleashed a direct attack on her arm.
Mince spins her arm and pulls it back before it is hit by sharp fingertips. It is extremely difficult to keep track of how they fight since it’s very high speed.
Mince took up a thrusting stance and Roast intended to take the lead after the counterattack. She tightens her armpit and prepares to receive it.
The tension was increasing significantly.
However, the next moment, Mince’s hat was taken off her head.
Before long, all the other knights in the red team had their hats taken off….
The last hat of the team is worn by Mince and it is now held by Vongo, who’s currently upside down as her legs are being held by Pickles. She’s holding Mince’s hat in one hand and the other hand is on her chest.
『Game over!!』
Boom boom boom boom! The drums beat.
「Eh? What happened in the end?」
『Ah, the last move desu! I think Pickles swung Vongo by holding her leg while making sure she was out of Mince’s range. Vongo took that chance to take Mince’s hat.』
「What the heck…..」
Don’t use your comrades like a chain sickle….
No more Pickles and Vongo pair next year.
They’re too strong.
『The winner is the white team, the winner is the white team desu!』
The members of the white team gathered around Pickles and Vongo while making noises.
They’re so energetic.
I’m tired of just watching them all day.
『There’s still the closing ceremony. All players….No, those who can still walk, gather in front of the broadcasting booth if you can.』
Right, there’s still the closing ceremony….
Given the slapstick from morning to evening, we’re still going to fire the bonfire after this. Then, a folk dance around it and a barbeque.
How much physical strength did they assume we have to schedule so many events like this?
I’d like to see the face of the idiot who thought of this sports meet….
Ah, that’s me.
In that case, next year, I’ll definitely make sure that I won’t go out….but this sports meet is meant for them to be watched by me….
All my escape routes are blocked!
Next time, I’ll think a little more about making an event….
I am exhausted after being under the sun the whole day. As I’m thinking of that, Roast took me….
After the closing speeches, for some reason, the guys from the white team were trying to lift me up….
Why are these girls so energetic!
The cold wind of the night blew against my body, further widening the temperature difference between me and the players.
I, who was completely cold, could not stop myself from raising my arms. I could only hope that I wouldn’t be able to attend this event next year.