Chapter 293. Never ignore humans again (1)
Centaur race.
Wild horses like the gusts of the prairie.
Beings who regard running as their destiny from birth.
Those who are called the best and strongest cavalry across all races.
In fact, humans couldn’t beat centaurs with sprinting speed.
No matter how fast a human can run.
Even those who have reached the level of a sword master.
It was common knowledge and an established theory in the academic world that running speed could not surpass the sprint of a centaur.
“Are you sure you can win?”
“uh. of course.”
Xaviel asked as if he was concerned about this.
At the question of the silver-haired knight, Lloyd nodded.
He replied as if he had asked something so obvious.
“I accepted the challenge because I was going to win. Or would I have just responded?”
His gaze glanced around.
A wide grassland on one side of the Charcoal Wind Tribe area.
A huge number of Centaurs were gathered.
He kept a little distance and looked around.
It was to watch the running game that was decided on the spot today.
Let them hear it anyway.
Lloyd lowered his voice slightly.
“But do you really think I’m going to lose?”
“yes.”
“Hey, look at you answering without even breathing.”
“Because that is a natural and universal prediction.”
“What if I lose the running game today?”
“yes. Because the opponent is a centaur. Plus, he’s the fastest three-year champion here on the Great Plains.”
Xaviel replied as if it were natural.
It was really, really, really natural.
“I know that Lloyd-sama’s mana heart is already at the end of Intermediate Expert. By the standards of the average person, they can run incredibly fast. In addition, since he has three mana circles, there will be few people who can run faster than Lloyd-sama, unless he is a sword master.”
“Yeah fine. continue.”
“yes. So that’s what I’m saying. I think it will be faster than that centaur champion sword master.”
“So I’m definitely going to lose?”
“yes.”
“Then you?”
“I would be faster than the author.”
“Yeah. Isn’t our Harviel-san proud of his conclusion?”
“Is that how the story goes?”
“uh.”
“….”
“what. why. what.”
“I will lose. You refuse to fight even now.”
“no.”
“So you’re saying there’s a secret to winning?”
“of course. I did that before Did you listen to me through the soles of your feet?”
“…Then what is the secret?”
“If you’re curious, look at it from now on. Shh. He is coming.”
Coincidentally, the centaur champion Comanche was approaching this way.
As if announcing that they were already ready to run, all of the horse’s muscles twitched.
I asked while staring at him with a rather challenging gaze.
“How are you? Are you ready to run?”
“yes. All right.”
“Then you must have decided in your heart at which point you will shed tears of defeat at the finish line.”
“We have decided where to hold the victory ceremony.”
“…Where will you decide the finish line?”
The Comanche glared at Lloyd with a more provocative look.
In fact, he didn’t like Lloyd from the start.
It’s been that way ever since that human came to this village.
‘In fact, it’s not even a speeding mark I won by running with my legs!’
I heard about the battle with that human from my cousin, the patrol captain.
He said he rode that human giant hamster and ran.
He also said that the speed was too great.
so i was annoyed
‘Because that’s not a fair match!’
If you are a man, you must run with your own legs unconditionally.
that’s real running
Any other driving is not permitted.
In particular, he didn’t even think of acknowledging the bluff of the tribesmen who said they were fast while running on something like humans.
So I came to listen to today’s lecture.
Curious about the contents of the lecture?
Not at all.
‘It’s to throw a challenge like this and win!’
I wanted to prove in front of everyone that that human red speeding sign and bravado were bubbles.
That’s how I wanted to embarrass that person.
He believed that was what he, as a centaur champion, had to do.
A shameful tribe that doesn’t even know how to run fast on its own legs.
I thought it was a punishment suitable for such a family.
“So please clarify. Where do you want the finish line to be from here? After all, it is the right of the challenged person to set the driving course for the confrontation.”
“Hmm. Then I can make my own decisions, right?”
“Of course. That is the tradition of our tribe.”
The Comanche raised his chin arrogantly.
He is the one who threw the challenge.
So what about the competition course?
Lloyd Frontera, the man who received the challenge, had a choice.
But he had no worries.
‘Because I’m faster! Because that’s the only truth! No matter where the finish line is set, I will pass there first no matter what!’
He was absolutely confident.
I didn’t think of anything like defeat.
No matter how Lloyd laid out the course.
No matter which place is the finish line.
thought it didn’t matter.
So just 1 second later.
When Lloyd said the finish line, the Comanche couldn’t believe their ears.
“great. Let’s run to the front yard of the Northern Border Guard Chief’s residence in Magentano Kingdom, across the southern border of the Great Plains.”
“…what?”
“Let’s run to the front yard of the Northern Border Guard Commander’s Residence in the Magentano Kingdom across the southern border of the Great Plains.”
“….”
“Have you not heard?”
“Oh no, I heard that.”
“So what?”
“…It’s at least 600 kilometers away from here. No!”
“yes. Is that right?”
“By the way, let’s run there?”
“yes.”
“Are you insane now?”
“yes.”
“….”
“Are there any problems?”
“….”
Of course there are problems!
It is very, very, very, very big!
The Comanche almost cried out involuntarily.
It was natural.
‘I was just asking for a running match. Why is that madman daring to go on a long-distance trip?’
I felt somewhat embarrassed.
I wanted to ask a lot.
But I was so embarrassed that all I could hear was my father.
Meanwhile, Lloyd Frontera, a really crazy person, asked with a smirk.
“Are you feeling unfair?”
“….”
of course!
But there was no time to shout.
It was because Lloyd hit him first and stopped him from speaking.
“Don’t be too embarrassed. Didn’t Mr. Comanche do that? He told me to set the finish line.”
“….”
“Besides, you said that the person who received the challenge has the right to set the finish line?”
“No, that’s right, but….”
“Am I just very, very faithful to the beautiful and noble traditions of the centaur race?”
“….”
I’m running out of things to say.
That smirking reply.
It was so nasty that I really wanted to kick it with my back foot.
However, when I heard it after hearing it, there was no corner to catch the pod.
Because everything was right.
‘…Really. That person thoroughly followed our tradition.’
Originally, this was the procedure for the running competition of the centaur race.
The recipient of the challenge was given the right to set the running course and location of the finish line.
who challenged?
I couldn’t deny that decision.
That was an unspoken tradition and an absolute rule.
It was customary and manners for the challenger to follow the running course and finish line set by the opponent without complaint.
‘Coming to think of it, it was like that when I faced off against that human cousin.’
Suddenly, he remembered that his cousin, the patrol captain, had a running race with that human.
At that time, my cousin said that.
That person threw a gauntlet.
So he suggested running to the rock over there.
At the end of the game, I lost and put a red speeding sign on it.
‘…You’ve been tricked. What kind of people are there?’
The Comanche looked at Lloyd with a new chill.
I realized it when I saw Lloyd, who was still smiling round and round in this direction.
‘It looks like there are a thousand serpents inside that human!’
As such, he was a human who abused all sorts of schemes and deceit.
But that’s the kind of person that doesn’t show.
He’s a human who doesn’t even have a place to hold a pod!
‘…What a sneaky person like that.’
Crunchy!
The Comanches gnashed their teeth involuntarily.
I thought I was duped.
But that didn’t disappoint.
It was because he believed that there were things that would not change no matter how cleverly and scheming the other party did.
‘Because the outcome of this match won’t change anyway! Only the ending that I win won’t change!’
No matter how strange the man is.
In the end, you are much faster.
As far as running skills go, this is the top.
Thinking so, Comanche regained his composure.
He arrogantly raised his chin with a painstakingly rearranged expression.
“Good. I will accept your offer.”
“Of course not. Then from now on, let’s run to the front yard of the Northern Border Guard Chief’s official residence in Magentano Kingdom, across the southern border of the Great Plains.”
“….”
x feet.
The Comanche barely endured the nauseous feeling.
I shook my head as if I was brushing it off and stood at the starting line.
He glared at Lloyd with burning eyes.
“You must not use any vehicles until you reach the finish line. Of course, no breaks are allowed. We are a running race. A race that never settles down until it runs and runs and crosses the finish line! So don’t forget that you also have to follow our rules.”
“Yes, of course.”
“The news of this match will spread to every corner of the Great Plains. Every centaur in every village will watch us run in turn. So bear in mind No cheating will be tolerated. Hundreds of thousands of centaurs will be watching us everywhere!”
“Ah yes. I know.”
“Then let’s start the match now.”
“As much as you like.”
Lloyd shrugged and stood at the starting line.
And waited patiently for the start signal.
The signal soon dropped.
“depart!”
Kwaaang-!
With the starting signal, the Comanche kicked the ground.
A shockwave shook the ground.
The huge horse muscle torso sprang out with explosive momentum.
Kutu-du-du-du-du!
With the start, the Comanche rushes like a gale!
It raised an indescribable cloud of dust.
It shook the ground every time it ran.
As soon as it started from a standstill, it exceeded 100 km/h in less than 5 seconds.
Indeed, it was an overwhelming start worthy of the centaur race champion for three consecutive years.
On the other hand, what about Lloyd?
“Sigh breath whoop! Inhale and exhale!”
started off normally.
No, it was off to a very leisurely pace.
There was no explosive momentum like the Comanche, no rush like a flurry, no earth-shaking sprint.
He even showed a more insincere start than when he ran the 100m.
The centaurs who were watching it frowned.
everyone thought
‘What is that clumsy start?’
‘Could that be running?’
‘Are you the person who received the red speeding mark?’
‘The foal that was just born must be faster than that!’
It was disappointing.
It was so inconvenient.
Running like that slow gymnastics.
He didn’t look like a person who received a red speeding sign at all.
Disappointment appeared in the eyes of the centaurs who were watching.
‘Looks like this game is already over.’
‘In what age do you cross the finish line like that?’
‘Tsk tsk tsk! Poor Comanche. To have to run a long way to the territory of the southern border humans because of a match with such an unattractive person. There’s no such thing as a complete hardship.’
‘He’s not worth running with. He’s terrible.’
Everyone shook their heads.
As you can see the poor beggar.
Or like looking at a shabby stone.
I looked at Lloyd running as if jogging.
But there were exceptions.
It was Xaviel.
‘Fake Lloyd-sama, did you want to win even after going this far?’
Suddenly he was running slowly.
Keeping a constant distance from Lloyd, who runs far away.
As if we were together on a journey to support him.
I thought as I ran after him.
I think Lloyd will win this fight.
Those centaurs laughing at the fake Lloyd will all fall into astonishment after a few days.
‘Though it would be completely unpredictable just by looking at the way he’s running.’
Perhaps.
Xaviel was intuitive and sure.
Like that, he silently followed Lloyd’s back.
On the other hand, countless centaurs who were watching from the starting line turned away.
This fight is already over.
There was no way the Comanche, the champion of the race, would ever get tired of a human who ran so clumsily.
The distance between the two has already spread over hundreds of meters.
So it’s a game with no hope for humans.
Everyone was convinced and stopped paying attention.
I didn’t even bother following Lloyd.
He said the outcome was obvious.
Even if you don’t see it, you already know.
He said he should listen to the story of the Comanche’s victory later.
He laughed at himself, saying that he was stupid for looking up to such an ugly person as the owner of a red speeding mark.
Most of them clicked their tongues.
So nobody knew.
Around the fourth day after the confrontation began.
All the centaurs of the Great Plains, including the Comanche, who were involved in the match, were horrified and struck their foreheads with their hooves.
