Chapter 250: Cheating players at the sports festival!
The Sports Festival of the Otherworldly Academy officially commenced, with celebratory cannons booming in the sky above the field.
Arthur's gaze pierced through the boisterous crowd, directly locking onto the tall figure leading the other side.
Reinhardt, dressed in a light-colored uniform, wore an impeccably fresh smile.
However, in Arthur's eyes, the fluctuations emanating from the magnificent knight's sword at his waist were even more dazzling than the incessantly chattering principal on the stands.
"Not only is he a lucky individual blessed by the world, but he himself is also no ordinary person."
Just as Arthur was silently musing, as if sensing his gaze, Reinhardt, who had been listening attentively, turned sideways and nodded gracefully and calmly.
Natsuki Subaru and two others, who were also observing the strongest person in Class 1, approached, their faces full of vigilance.
"How is it, Arthur? Do you have confidence in stopping Reinhardt?"
"Who knows until we truly clash?"
Arthur shook the schedule in his hand, his gaze sweeping over the items listed, and then changed the subject.
"Compared to that, the Cavalry Battle requires teamwork, Subaru, so don't be the first one to be carried off."
"You... you're openly disdaining your own teammate!"
Natsuki Subaru was struck as if by lightning, clutching his chest and staggering backward, his expression filled with profound grief.
"My heart... it's broken..."
Ainz and Tanya, standing nearby, silently averted their gaze, choosing to ignore his clumsy performance.
"The essence of the Cavalry Battle is evasion and counterattack; the absence of a single member does not affect the overall battle."
"Indeed, we will work hard for your sake too, Subaru."
Natsuki Subaru, who was dramatically acting, roared, "Hey! Are you two also assuming I'll be the first one out?!"
"Yo~ What are you talking about, so lively?"
Taking advantage of the gap in their conversation, Loki, holding a large bucket of popcorn, leisurely strolled over to the Class 2 camp.
She carefully observed the small-statured Tanya with golden hair and blue eyes, but did not show her usual interest; instead, she clicked her tongue and remarked,
"Whose mischievous handiwork is this again? It must be tough for you."
Tanya, who harbored animosity towards gods, was too lazy to respond and silently turned to leave, to prepare for her event.
Arthur glanced at the idle Loki.
"So free? You didn't sign up for a single event, did you?"
"Isn't that obvious?"
Loki extended two fingers towards Arthur, a ball of divine power capable of distorting space swirling at her fingertips, and responded idly.
"I have no divine power restrictions here, so if I were to personally compete, how would anyone else have a chance?"
Arthur nodded noncommittally, then revealed a genuinely friendly smile.
"Coincidentally, I recently met a goddess named Aqua. I feel like you two would have a lot in common, would you like me to introduce you?"
Loki immediately caught a whiff of a conspiracy, and at once, she made a quick escape, making a face as she scurried back to the lounge area to watch the show.
Arthur, whose prank had failed, didn't mind; after all, there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.
Returning to the Sports Festival, it was a game where entertainment far outweighed competition, and it should have been safe and harmless.
But with the addition of a group of individuals possessing extraordinary powers, everything started to go awry.
In the jump rope competition, the ropes blurred into afterimages; in the borrowing race, participants directly spread their wings and flew over obstacles.
The three-person speed ball, which was supposed to test tacit agreement, devolved into a barbaric game of colliding with each other to see who could burst the opponent's ball first.
After a chaotic scramble, it was soon time for the tug-of-war.
Arthur, Darkness, and Cocytus stood at the center of the field.
Behind them, Kazuma, who had also signed up, brazenly waved a white flag.
"Big Brother, Darkness, and Alien classmate, you guys do your best, I won't hold you back."
Cocytus let out a puff of cold air and sternly rebuked, "Kazuma-dono, to show fear before battle is a warrior's lifelong shame!"
"No, no, no, my profession is an adventurer, not a warrior."
Kazuma waved his hands repeatedly, then indignantly pointed to Reinhardt, who was walking into the arena on the other side.
"Besides, that handsome redhead on the other side is practically an official cheat; how can a low-level player like me compete with him?!"
He had just been utterly crushed by him in the basketball shooting competition, and his proud [Steal] skill was completely ineffective in the face of the "Blessing of Anti-Theft."
He asked him, how was he supposed to play like this?
Just declare the other side the winner already!
Reinhardt, who had just finished lecturing Kazuma, was unaware of his internal complaints.
At this moment, he carried an undeniable presence as he looked towards Arthur and the others at the other end of the arena, nodding with a slight smile.
"Nice to meet you, classmates of Class 2, let us have a match without regrets."
Unfortunately, standing at the forefront of Class 2 was the taciturn Cocytus, and this alien warrior merely gripped the rope tightly with his four arms, ready for battle.
Reinhardt bent down to pick up the rope, his posture as casual as if he were on a spring outing.
However, the moment the whistle for the match shrieked, Reinhardt's smile remained, but his arm suddenly jerked!
A mighty force erupted along the rope, and Cocytus and Darkness, standing in the front row, were instantly lifted off the ground by this power, flying forward!
Boom!
The thick hemp rope was instantly pulled into a straight, taut line, letting out a groan of protest!
Just as the Class 2 line was about to collapse, Arthur, standing at the end of the team, pulled back with one hand, and the rope, being pulled by immense force, was forcibly anchored in place by him!
Naturally, Reinhardt also turned his gaze towards him.
"My apologies." The casualness in Reinhardt's eyes instantly receded, and he looked at Arthur with seriousness, "And you are?"
Arthur gazed at his opponent, who was still secretly exerting force, and gained a new understanding of this seemingly perfect Sword Saint.
"A lucky one like you; let's warm up first."
Before he finished speaking, Arthur tightened his grip on the rope, and a fierce, unparalleled gale surged upstream, directly towards Reinhardt!
Buzz—!
The Dragon Sword Reid at Reinhardt's waist unsheathed itself by an inch! A chilling sword aura burst forth, clashing head-on with that invisible wind pressure!
"You really startled me."
Reinhardt's reaction was quite intriguing; it wasn't dissatisfaction from being provoked, but rather the joyous curiosity of a hunter seeing new prey.
"I didn't expect you to be able to provoke such a strong reaction from Reid."
No sooner had he spoken than the Dragon Sword Reid, unsheathed by an inch, trembled even more violently!
If Reinhardt's hand hadn't still been on the hilt, this divine weapon would have likely unsheathed itself!
Arthur naturally felt that bone-chilling sharpness, but he merely raised durandal in his other hand with an understated gesture, pointing it from afar.
"Come on, let's see who can push the other out of bounds first."
Reinhardt chuckled, his eyes devoid of fear.
"The rules of tug-of-war that I know aren't like this, but, I'm happy to oblige."