"- Damn it!

When the Innoboo race began, Iola was second from the rear. But as soon as I got in position, I started to increase my speed.

"Iola, hang in there!

"Don't lose!

"Brother Io, no!

Lulu to Riola, and Pram shouting for her.

Seems to circle around the ranch, 600 merte or so courses first.

"Whoa, fast! Number seven Chianti, number eight Reeban, these two are still in the lead. Ah!

To the voice of the announcement in the venue, duh, duh! and the venue boiled. Apparently, the No. 7 hard-faced Rudens young man won last year, and this time he was also at the head of the winning candidate.

The number eight following it is a young man with a shallow black, tanned, rough feel. It's definitely the one who put Keri in the Iola lined up beside him in the starting dash.

"Zeke No. 10 Iola from Tibalagi Village for the first time! Hey!? You're surprisingly good! I'm chasing it up, I pulled it out again!?

Showing an unexpected good fight, Iola showed a sudden chase to see if she got the hang of it while she was around.

The chestnut-haired boy leans back as he pinches Inobu's stomach with his legs, desperately manipulating the reins.

"The one from Iola, it looks like you're getting along."

"You are! Lean your body forward and integrate with up and down movements...... Had horseback riding or something?

I have such a conversation with Lu.

On the side, Manuferno and Rana are following Iola with their eyes worried.

Iola must have been able to ride a horse, but I haven't seen much of her ride. Even more so if it's Innoboo.

Still, Iola chased up and was currently up to seventh place.

But Inobu doesn't seem to listen to what he has to say to manipulate just the momentum. What an oblique rampage Zeke 3 was in an intermediate group. He broke the ranch fence as it was and disappeared into the woods.

"Ahhh!? Stop..."

"Whoa, whoa, that's the No. 3 Tulim player course out. Ah! Are you all right?

Along with the voice of the announcement, I saw two horses riding by flag bearers with throwing ropes, chasing them.

Eleven (* one course out) Inoboos circled the inside of the ranch, the starting point, rushed out into the city of Arktails in unison.

Bugigigigi, dogaga! and the sound of pig hissing and hooves resounding with great force. A bunch of Innoboo races quickly ran down the road leading to Boulevard.

When you finish your roundabout course in the ranch, now run around the city for about 1.5 km merte and take a course that bypasses the ranch around.

He runs through the city, then comes back to the ranch that spreads in front of him again, but from there he goes on a two-week journey through the ranch for a goal, it seems.

In several parts of the city, attendants relaying the race are single-handedly shouting 'Audio Expansion Magic (Megaphonia)' hung via barrels. The voice is relayed to the ranch where the race passes halfway to the headquarters seat.

Even in my Circle of Sovereigns, detection is critical, but it captures the movements of a flock of Innoboos running through the city. It was then reflected in a tactical information display (tactics) with a width of two mertes and a vertical size of one merte floating in the space in front of him.

"It's the magic of the wise...!

"Wow, I can see you running all over the city!

The surrounding audience will also be surprised to note the footage shown in the air.

I also tried to connect the video feed with the magical item "Mark of Courage" glowing in Iola's chest, but it seemed to be inside the clothes and I couldn't see it in the dark.

Our seats were once "guest seats", so they were next to open carriage carriages seated in Faria and Sanya.

"Sister, now you look like you're heading south on South Chase! And then we can turn right and go down the street to the East Gate."

"Sanya still wanted to leave, didn't she?

Faria laughs.

But we all have to stop it.

A slightly dissatisfied princess Sanya, but Oden or Active, the boulder is Faria's successor (?) Apparently.

"Sage Grecas, Mr. Iola's ride Inoboo, we're currently in fifth place!

"True. This is amazing."

He raised his voice when he saw the point of light moving over the map where Metius floated in the air.

They also go through narrow back streets in the city, among other things, but the audience will be thrilled to see the sight along the way.

and after a while, the leading group finally returned to the ranch.

"Here it comes. Aah! Leading the way... number eight Reeban. Ah!? Whoa, last time I won 7th Chianti...... what a 2nd, and 3rd, what a Zeke 10th, first Iola!

"Iola-!"

"Good luck, Dace!

Riola, and Larna screams.

The audience that was gathering around the ranch stands tall and cheers.

"One more lap. Ugh! Number eight Reeban, do you want to keep running? Ah!?

Zudodododododo! and the Innoboos pass by with great momentum in front of our seats.

For a moment, but I saw Iola's serious side.

He stares directly in the front and masterfully manipulates the reins. The upper body is stable horizontally and Innoboo doesn't seem to feel the human weight on its back.

And, it just goes to the first corner.

In the corner, Iola skilfully tilts her body and puts her weight on the inside, bending forcefully without slowing down.

Ooh! and a voice of surprise and admiration leaked from the audience who saw Iola's skill.

"- You're good!

I admire it, too. Is this the blood of the cockatri slider inherited from his mother, said to be the strongest in the village of Tibalagi?

"I pulled out number 10 Iola here. Ah! From the out side in the first corner to the second... I overtook the winner last time! Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

"Go, yeah, yeah! Iola!"

Unexpectedly, I also have a fever. When I look to the side, both Princess Faria and Princess Sanya are banging their hands and watching the incandescent race unfold.

For Faria, Iola would be the disciple who taught swordsmanship, and not a strange face for Sanya for "underneath her ass".

"Third Corner...... Aah! Lined up... to No. 10 Iola and No. 8 Reeban, finally lined up... ahhh!

The sounds of Zudodo overlap with the twitching of the audience.

The race is also the final corner, and the last straight line.

but -.

At the time Iola tried to pull it out forcefully, the No. 8 player made a slight widening and Iola's Inobu rubbed his body against the wooden fence.

Gah! Ballybari! and the pig legs are disturbed until the fence is close to crushing the course out.

"-Come on!"

Iola's face gets rough.

Shortly before the width approximation, I could see that number 8 for a moment checked the back for a moment, but the race continues beyond being able to prove that it was intentional (...).

"Ahhh! Ooh! Iola, contact the fence here. Ugh! Third place in the meantime...... no, they pulled it out later. Ahhh!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh...!

"Iola, oh!

One turn from the audience, a sigh leaked.

Thus, the race closed with the result that No. 8 Reeban won, No. 7 Chianti was second, and Zeke No. 1 girl was third.

"Iola is fourth..."

Naturally, there is no podium or product meat.

The medal award from Princess Sanya will also be viewed from below.

Eventually, Iola came back cheeky, sidelined by the award ceremony being performed.

"Too bad... once I got to the good part."

"That was a shame! But it's amazing!

"Eh heh."

He looks pretty sorry, but he smiles and waves at us.

Both Pram and Hemperoza said, "Brother Io, no, it's amazing!" and I'm excited.

"The awkward are unbearable!

Lu rose in anger and dew. Lu is angry about his actions during the race.

"Seriously! You go and do it!

"But..."

"This is what this is all about..."

Not very convincing with me, and not pleasant. But if we protest here and disqualify the winner, that's... the worst.

Iola laughed vaguely and turned her attention to the award ceremony.

At the end of that gaze was the figure of poor Princess Sanya, who smiled and awarded the medal.

"Iola, that was a shame!

"Yeah......"

When Riola greeted her with a smile, Iola bit her lips much the other way around.

Stop and muddle your face with your sleeves.

"Uh... All right, all right"

Riola softly embraced Iola. Iola putting her Zun and head on her sister's shoulder.

Are you crying?

I can't find the words to speak either, and gaze quietly at Metius.

Riola is rubbing Pompong and Iola's back, trying to hit her head and have a conversation.

It's a binary that usually keeps its distance, but it still makes me realize that it's a "real brother and sister" tied together in strong bonds at times like this.

"... I'm a halfway hammer no matter what I do..."

"You can't all of a sudden, Io worked hard"

As Riola was comforting Iola, Larna rushed over and pulled Iola's sleeve.

"Iolar!"

"... hmm?

Iola crouching, reddening her eyes.

"Yes this, Me made 'Me Me Me Me' Day"

It was a necklace made of nuts. It's not far from a metal medal, but it looks like a handmade piece with a heart.

Larna reached out with her fingernails first and hung it around Iola's neck.

"This... to me?

Iola rounding her eyes.

"Yes, Dace. Iola worked hard, so Me's, I'll give you my only first prize, Dace."

Princess Slime with scarlet hair smiled with a grin.

Unexpectedly, Iola, who was crying, gave a brighter grin.

"Ha...! Thank you, thank you, Larna!

"Iolar......"

Iola hugged Larna as she stood, trying to hold her. I was applauding naturally when I realized it.

"Applause, Io. Good luck with that."

Unspared applause boiled down from the surrounding audience as Manuferno smacked his pussy in the hand and honored Iola.

"Io, good for you"

"Yeah."

Iola, with a glowing grin, walked out lightly as she put Larna on her shoulder, the privileged seat.

Continued