With Ao’s match finished, I thought Shiro and the others would come back here—but it looked like the Margrave was talking to them. Or rather, it seemed he was addressing Fran and Horn.
What on earth were they doing?
Then, Fran and Horn climbed onto the stage.
The Margrave’s wife picked up a microphone-like magical device.
“Due to the delayed arrival of the next match’s participants, we will begin an exhibition match here!”
“Woooah!”
Eh? Why was there suddenly an exhibition match with Fran and Horn?
Fran and Horn waved at the audience, clearly enjoying the attention.
“Don’t worry—the players for the second match have arrived. They were just… running late.”
“““Hahaha!”””
Oi, who’s the idiot that overslept?
Looking closer, I saw a swordsman near the stage, panting heavily. And… wasn’t he the opponent of that suspicious mage?
Well, that settles the next match, then.
“In the red corner: the little stall assistant from the food stand. Actually, a five-year-old adventurer with a title—Dragoneut, Fran!”
“Yay!”
“Wait… the little stall assistant?”
“She’s a titled adventurer at only five years old?”
The crowd murmured in surprise at the Margrave’s wife’s introduction of Fran.
Of course, no one would expect a five-year-old to be a titled adventurer. Fran, for her part, cheerfully waved to the audience with all her energy.
“In the blue corner: the healer from the medical tent. Also five years old, and a titled adventurer—Angel, Horn!”
“H-hello.”
“That little girl is a titled adventurer too?”
“Come to think of it, she knocked that flirt away with magic yesterday.”
The crowd buzzed again upon learning that Horn also held a title.
Horn waved timidly at the audience.
“Both contestants will engage in magical-enhanced hand-to-hand combat, so we will activate the magical barrier device.”
“Yeah! Let’s go!”
As preparations for the match began, the spectators settled down and focused, eagerly anticipating the fight.
The magical barrier device was activated, and everything was ready.
“Then, the exhibition match—begin!”
“Let’s go, Horn.”
“Yeah, Fran-chan.”
Chuuin.
“Whoa! Both contestants are already gathering incredible amounts of magical energy!”
“W-what’s happening?”
“The little girls are charging up some insane magic!”
Seriously, both Fran and Horn were immediately concentrating their magical power.
The audience was shocked, and so was I.
“Here we go—!”
Boom! Kaboom!
“W-what!? Water and holy magic just collided! There’s a massive explosion in the center of the stage!”
“Whoa—the shockwave reached over here!”
“Will the magical barrier hold?”
The flashy clash of magic had the audience growing nervous.
…Wait, hadn’t the magical barrier created by the protective device been partially shattered?
“Fran-chan, Horn-chan, no more charging or compressing your magic. It’s going to break the stage!”
““O-okay!””
“Phew…”
Naturally, the Madam had to step in, reminding Fran and Horn to hold back a little, so the rest of the tournament could continue smoothly.
When the girls raised their hands in acknowledgment, the spectators visibly relaxed, letting out relieved sighs.
Uhm, my apologies for my Fran and Horn causing so much concern.
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeineijiworks.wordpress.com.
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