CH 83.3

As he kneeled down in a strangely elegant posture, Laura-san only told him briefly, “Have a fist fight with that gentleman over there.”.

No no, how can you just order someone like that?

He listened attentively as I explained the rules in detail. He received his equipment carefully and leaped into the ring that is surrounded by onlookers.

「You can only use your fists! If you can’t stand up within the count of three after falling down, you lose! No metal objects are allowed!……got it?」

「Yeah!」

「Affirmative」

The two answered to Isuka, who’s the referee.

After that, the signal “Start!” was heard and….

「Oraaaa!!」

With a wild and spirited voice, Ribler’s unnoticed uppercut precisely hit Fasarina-senpai’s jaw.

For a moment, Fasarina-senpai seemed to have lifted off the ground and then, he collapsed like a doll whose strings were cut off. His eyes are also white.

「Whoaahhh!」

「Oh god, Sari-chan!」

「Is his jaw broken? How is he?」

After the count of three, Fasarina-senpai was immediately surrounded by his friends. He seemed to have lost consciousness for a moment and soon woke up.

「My grandma……she almost took me to the other side……」

「Sari-chan, your grandma is still alive!」

His jaw, which was hit hard, doesn’t seem to be broken. His consciousness seems to be cloudy though.

I wonder if it was because I gave the right instructions, or if making the gloves quite big was a good idea, or if the gelatinous monster material I put inside the glove worked.

The isekai boxing equipment seems to be quite shock absorbent.

With this, even if adventurers beat each other up, there won’t be a problem.

「Ribler」

「Haha!」

「Thanks for your help」

He respectfully accepted the three silver coins I offered him, handed my second brother his set of equipment, and disappeared into the crowd.

「He seemed to have been training quite well」

「Is that so? Isn’t that what being an adventurer is all about?」

「Not all adventurers can fight like that. Some are no different from ordinary humans and some might even have the ability to kill a mage.」

「Heeeh」

I understand that adventurers come in all shapes and sizes but if the adventurers and citizens were to fight, the probability of a situation like that one I just described would be high.

I don’t think there are many city folks who would challenge adventurers, even in a festival, but let’s give them a heads up.

After casting a healing spell on Fasarina-senpai, Laura-san and I left the lively preparatory meeting.

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Time passed quickly and before we knew it, it was already the morning of the festival.

Laura-san was going to join us in the evening so I was alone in front of the Schenker headquarters.

The project to build a super behemoth beast type magic construct had stopped and it would be a bad idea if I don’t at least show myself in the morning.

It seemed that the stage and rings were just being built on site and everyone, regardless of gender or race, was working together to make final preparations.

Normally, only the Schenker family members would gather in this place but it seems like after spending some time together, everyone’s mingling and laughing. They have become friends over the past few days of preparation.

I may have never seen a scene like this before.

Right……no matter how much our slaves are needed by the people of the city to work for them, they are all newcomers who have only moved here for a few years.

Maybe we really needed to have an event like this earlier to have them integrate with the community halfway through the year.

Or maybe I should have been more of a bridge with the locals……

Maa, let’s think about it carefully next time.

When I walked into the headquarters of the preparatory committee, which was set up next to the entrance of the Schenker headquarters, I found Shishiriki, my second brother , with a cup in his hand, and Jerstan, my eldest brother, who I don’t know why he was in the committee room.