Barrett had faced Flesh Monsters on the battlefield and had killed more than fifty enemies in total, but even now, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Margaret hit the target! Two points!"
"Barrett missed!"
These two announcements revealed the answer, allowing everyone to let out a long breath of relief, while Barrett was left feeling rather helpless and somewhat dejected.
Even Lance couldn't help but smile wryly.
He had initially thought that having both of them participate would ensure success, but he hadn't expected the two generals to be like the dragon and phoenix.
But the result was clear, and even if he didn't want to admit it, he had to.
"I declare!" Lance stood between the two and raised one of Margaret's hands, "The winner is Margaret!"
This wasn't really an official competition, just an impromptu one, so there wasn't much formality. Anyway, once the result was decided, it was over.
The soldiers who had gathered around to watch went back to what they were doing.
