Chapter 471 - 471: Baden-Baden Racetrack

Even said so not carrying wallet, so no need to caution. Omolocchi seemed familiar with the prediction old man and conversing with a smile.

"This time confident said. If buy information 10G."

Since precious Omolocchi's introduction decided to try buying. In exchange for handing 10G the small paper piece handed, double circle on 2. Circle is 1. Triangle is 8.

"This, how buy?"

"What, horse racing first time? Then triangle buy good. Buy the marked 2 and 1 and 8 as set. Whichever of those 3 horses 1st 2nd payout."

"Then, that."

The horse ticket selling place system almost same as the arena. Say the number or type want to bet to the window aunt, confirm that and pay G. Then thin paper wrapped on the wrist.

"If this wets not tear?"

"A bit fine. Not tear with a bit."

I looked at the paper on the wrist again. On the surface the number I bet printed. Probably done with magic tool, amazing.

"O-wait a bit."

Saying so Omolocchi ran to someone's place. The opponent explaining while occasionally looking this way, is a well-dressed middle-aged man. Omolocchi beckons with a smile.

Whatever seems a capable one entering the 5 fingers even in Baden-Baden. He seems has seat on the 2nd floor spectator seat of the building, and up to 4 more can enter.

"How? I also have to follow, so 3 more."

"Then me and Akie and Nanao."

"Other ones watch below? Already that side big congestion."

"With back technique."

"Ha? Utterly, you interesting. Despite first time coming to racetrack say back technique."

While saying so Omolocchi looks happy. I also seem liked. I once entered the back of the building without people, and cardified and collected ones other than Akie and Nanao.

"Sorry for waiting, then please."

At the gate to the 2nd floor staff was watching. The capable uncle said bringing us and confirmed the number and passed inside.

Completely different from the messy atmosphere below calm interior and refreshing. Um. Exactly the floor for the winning group.

"Balcony seats can sit 5. Of course from around also well visible, so this floor wherever OK. Drinks service. Food needs G."

"Understood, wander a bit."

"Don't go weird places."

Of course materialize all at an unpopular corner. However if move together stand out so instruct to move in about 2 person groups.

Fanfare resounds and cheers heard.

"Race before the main. Here no favorite and seems rough."

Omolocchi? showed the paper wrapped on the wrist. On his wrist 3 papers wrapped. Rough race seems more interesting. Unfortunately this race only watch.

Horses with number plates from 1 to 8 jump out from the gate. Characteristic that paint on the racehorses.

"Meaning in that pattern?"

"That becomes able to know belonging stable or birth ranch."

"How about horses as movement means?"

"What how?"

"No, magic usable right. Not decline?"

"Movement magic only very part of magicians can use. As movement means and transport means horses always effective. Blue. You, perhaps country bumpkin?"

"Well, withdrawn in the frontier."

"With that the young ladies also strange costumes. Where from, actually minding. Such not ask is the implicit rule, so a bit relieved being told."

Relieved? Means was worrying?

Thought to ask about that, but just the horse group turning the curve, and the venue wrapped in shouts and cheers.

"Pass."

Omolocchi also gripping the force fist. The middle-aged man calm.

"Did it. This big."

Omolocchi looked back with a full smile. The middle-aged man winked at me and pointed at the paper on the arm. He also hit?

The venue becomes noisy again. Because the horse couple odds came out 85 times. With 8 horses this odds amazing?

Where Omolocchi eagerly went to payout, the middle-aged man moved the chair and came beside.

"Blue-san, I am called Cannavaro. Blue fine?"

"Yes, fine. Today thank you for inviting us strangers here."

"No, Omolocchi's acquaintance right. Because he says interesting one there. Want to meet."

"Not that great one."

"Whatever entered in the arena said."

"Ah, that is this side's Nanao."

When I introduced Nanao for an instant Cannavaro-san's expression clouded.

"Blue, not doubting that you are a unique person. I also trust Omolocchi. Not trusting that much though."

Immediately returned to a gentle expression and Cannavaro-san said.

"I also in the position registering hired gladiator so let me say. Not a place such young lady there can advance."

"Thank you for the advice."

At my words Cannavaro-san a bit blank.

"Not looking like a fool not understanding the meaning of my words."

"Intend fully understanding. Thank you for worrying."

"Even so not withdraw the entry?"

"Yes, not knowing what happens is the arena?"

"That is talk with a certain degree of ability."

Where Cannavaro-san said so, Haruki ran down to the seat.

"Master, trouble. Omolocchi-san being entangled."

I immediately stood up.

"Where?"

"Here."

Cannavaro-san also follows. When go out to the floor there was a place people parting. In the center Omolocchi and men. Immediately behind Omolocchi Mizurii standing by.

"Omolocchi."

"What, Blue. You unrelated. Go over there."

"Who are you?"

Indeed bad looking eyes. In Japan yakuza. Abroad mafia. Such description perfect ones. Feeling worse than the ones said underlings of Pinhannen met at the arena.

"One hiring him as guide. Troublesome, touching our guide."

"Ha? Idiot you. Withdraw."

"Don't come out."

One man tries to push me, and that arm firmly grabbed by Nanao.

"What, little girl. Want to be sold off?"

"Nanao, release."

"Yes, Master."

"Let's hear the circumstances. No time until the race. Quickly."

"Omolocchi not returning the debt."

"No such debt. Don't say lies."

"Destroying important product what saying."

"That became invalid contract after deliberation at the Chamber of Commerce."

"Don't know."

At Omolocchi's words, the man leans the body out with a zui. What to do, me. Here trouble not very good feeling. No security or something?

"How much?"

Involuntarily cut in.

"Ha? What, you taking over?"

"How much?"

"20,000G. Pay?"

"If this hits about that."

I showed the paper on the arm. The men laughed gyahaha.

"You, looking down?"

The man extends the hand to my chest. Mizurii already gripping the sword handle. Understand Nanao's muscles firming with a gu.

"Wait."

At the dignified voice the man's hand stopped. Safe.

A bit more and this arm maybe cut off. I looked at Mizurii, and conveyed "no" only with mouth shape. Mizurii for an instant floats a face seeming to protest but suppresses. And put half body in front of me. Opposite side Nanao. Me, protected by two women.

"Cannavaro-san. This this."

"As Omolocchi said, that matter should have become invalid as a result of deliberation at the Chamber of Commerce."

"Haha, joke, joke. No."

The men float a servile laugh and leave.

The floor that had tension floating regains the bustle.

"Sorry. Even so these people, how entered?"

About Mizurii and Haruki.

"With back technique."

"Haha, beaten. Cannavaro-san, sorry."

"No, Omolocchi not bad. Opposing the Chamber of Commerce decision outrageous. Report this matter."

"Don't need to make such exaggerated."

When sit on the seat again Cannavaro stared at me.

"Um, something?"

"Young one's great courage. Passed through the battlefield, or just fearless."

"Reasonably battlefield."

"Former. The young lady's ability also glimpsed."

Eh? Really?

"The quickness grabbing the man's arm quite one. That one after arm released also unconsciously stroking the whole time."

Well, not thinking just an uncle, but quite observation and insight.

"This year the strong one who participated in "Goblin King Subjugation" also entering said, looking forward. By the way our gladiator currently G1 7th. Coming out of obligation, but that also this time last, so aiming for victory. If the young lady wins through maybe fight."

"That kind of thing."

"Not daunted. Fufu. "Pablo" a fighter. This time renewed equipment, so expecting."

While such a particularly grand fanfare resounded. Big cheers.