Why was I assigned to be a horse girl?

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Chapter 522 Weapons are the best decorations for warhorse girls!

"However, the poor conditions of European venues are an undeniable fact."

Kotobuki Toru gazed at the horse girls pampered by the specially designed Japanese racetrack, and explained as he strolled towards the edge of the track: "While the racetracks in Japan are quite old, they can't compare to the centuries-old, even ancient, historical sites in Europe, in terms of both their lifespan and the number of times they've been used..."

Qin Furuto's gaze fell on the track guardrails. The metal railings, weathered by time, were dilapidated, with peeling paint revealing dents of varying depths. He couldn't help but sigh:

When these foals look at a racetrack, they usually only judge it by its age and aesthetics.

However, upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that the marks on the railing were not caused by the movers bumping into it during transport and installation.

Instead, it was the female horses that, while running, lost their balance and even fell due to their excessive effort, crashing directly into the guardrail, their bodies colliding with the cushioning material.

If I'm not mistaken, these railings were probably 'snatched' directly from the Longchamp Racecourse in Paris, where the Arc de Triomphe Grand Prix is ​​held, by Haidu City through its own connections and means.

If it's really as I predicted, then these track barriers are a treasure trove... It's just a pity that these young ponies don't understand this.

Kotobuki Toru continued to explain with some regret: "Take York Racecourse, where Amber is about to compete, for example. The racecourse has been in use since the 16th century... Whether it is the history of horse racing culture or the time when horse racing has been held, Europe is much older than Japan."

If we say that China was the first region to send horse girls to the battlefield, form heavy infantry, and create the term 'war horse girl'...

Greece, located in Europe, is the region that coined the term "horse racer." As early as several centuries BC, there was already a horse racer pulling a chariot at the famous Olympic Games.

After listening to Kotobuki Toru's patient explanation of world history, Hitobuki Amber, who only had a moderate understanding of world history, looked at the old equipment with awe and said, "So we're going to have a competition in a famous historical site? After what you said, Toru... I suddenly feel that Europe is really amazing. They have such ancient and well-preserved facilities."

After listening to Fei Tu Hu Po's words, Hai Du Zhi Xing shrugged indifferently: "The things you mentioned are all too common in Britain and Ireland. Tomorrow I'll take you to ride the London Underground... It's over a hundred years old. The way the French Prime Minister rode back then is the same as what you'll ride tomorrow... Oh, and the people's manners are even worse now. After all, 150 years ago, it was gentlemen who could afford tickets, but today it's all dirty and filthy people."

Fei Tu Hu Po could hear the speechlessness in Hai Du Zhi Xing's words, especially when she heard that Hai Du Zhi Xing wanted to take her on a subway with more than 150 years of history, she covered her face with Hai Du Zhi Xing: "Isn't it necessary to keep the subway in its original historical appearance?"

"That's why I'm not too keen on staying in this area. It doesn't have the excitement of daily gunfights and big action in the US, and there aren't as many interesting people as in Asia."

Haidu Star shrugged: "Actually, it's been so long since I graduated from junior high... so much time has passed, and my first friend was you, Amber, and the second was Justice. How about that? You wouldn't have guessed, would you? When you first met me, Amber, didn't you think I was some kind of enthusiastic, youthful, and super beautiful girl?"

"No... I think I've met the second Gao Shangjunyi."

Fei Tu Hu Po shook her head coldly, her eyes filled with a hint of reminiscence. "When I dragged my suitcase to the dormitory, you stared at me for almost two minutes... before finally managing to utter 'how are you'."

Haidu Star looked embarrassed: "Um... could you please stop undermining me?"

“Starfish, don’t be shy.” At this moment, Gao Shangjunyi also walked over, carrying a not-too-long copper hammer. “Sometimes when I stay at home for too long… I forget how to speak.”

"It's a pity that you didn't stay withdrawn for a few more months, Gao Shangjunyi... If you had, Jifeng would have had a mute sister, and I would have been able to make fun of her even more."

The noblewoman's aggression towards the pinnacle remains strong, especially in this private setting, where she can be described as utterly ruthless.

Besides constantly making sarcastic remarks about Jifeng and Gaoshang Junyi, the noblewoman also held a long sword in the traditional Chinese style in her hand. The unsharpened blade gleamed with a cold light under the lamp.

Seeing the noblewoman holding a sword in one hand and a scabbard in the other, Fei Tu Hu Po's gaze couldn't help but drift towards her chest. Today, the noblewoman was wearing a shirt, but an ordinary shirt couldn't contain her top-notch figure at all... The huge minefield on her chest was about to burst out.

The imagery of a fairy sword, aloofness, and thunderous energy instantly made Fei Tu Hu Po think that if a wealthy woman went bankrupt, she could actually go to China, put on an elegant gauze dress, hold a fairy sword in her hand, and then start a live stream, saying "a high-value gift and she'll be all 'hoho'"... she could definitely make a fortune.

The lady keenly noticed her gaze and deliberately puffed out her chest: "What's wrong? Envious?"

"No~" Amber waved her hand, leaned closer to the two to examine the "weapons" in their hands, and asked curiously, "What do you think of these weapons?"

"I don't feel anything special." Gao Shangjunyi weighed the bronze hammer in his hand. "It's just that I have an extra weight in my hand, right? If I'm dual-wielding with the same weight, I don't think it will have much of an impact on my running speed..."

"So here's the question..."

The noblewoman casually swung her sword, the whistling sound of the blade cutting through the air making her ears twitch. She frowned, sheathed the sword, and handed it to Amber with a backhand. "It makes no difference whether you take it or not, so isn't it better to keep your hands empty?"

Scarlet Amber scoffed at the noblewoman's complaints, "Weapons are just an important decoration on armor; the important figures above wouldn't understand!"

She almost instinctively took the sword, gripped the scabbard with her left hand, and gently lifted the hilt with her right—with a "whoosh," the sword emerged from its sheath like a dragon in flight.

Just then, a gentle evening breeze swept by, lifting Amber's long, crimson hair and tufts of hair, which then clung to the cool blade of her sword. The lamplight and moonlight intertwined on her silhouette, casting the girl's outline on the ground, where the shadows of the grass swayed gently in the breeze.

The noblewoman, who had just been complaining about the weapon's uselessness, suddenly fell silent upon seeing this scene. She gazed at the cold glint of the sword trembling in the wind, and then at Amber's hair being blown about by the wind, and suddenly she understood something.

"Hey, no wonder Haidu City thinks so highly of you..."

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Chapter 523 As a warhorse girl, it's reasonable for her to bring weapons to the arena, right?

"Click."

A flash of cold light appeared, and the silver blade sliced ​​through the round object as easily as slicing melons and vegetables. Instantly, the red juice and tangled contents were scattered into the sky, bursting forth in shades of red, black, and white.

“You bastard, you faked your death!” Fei Tu Hu Po said, pointing at the things on the table.

"From a human perspective, watermelons are not living or sentient beings... Also, Lu Zhishen beat Zhen Guanxi with his fists, not with a sword."

Kotobuki wiped the mess of watermelon juice from her face and stuffed the edible watermelon flesh into her mouth. "Besides, I sincerely don't recommend playing watermelon-hitting games in the summer... Look at how wasteful it is."

Although Kotobuki Toru was born into a wealthy family with a privileged background, he was taught from a young age to be frugal and not to skimp on money that should be spent, and to avoid wasting resources that should not be wasted, especially food... You know, right now, there are still about 700 million people in the world who don't have enough to eat, and even Hitoko Amber a year ago was among those who didn't have enough to eat.

What Kotobuki Toru finds even more jarring is that, due to various monopolistic policies, watermelons in Japan have become a high-end luxury item among foods. For ordinary families, buying a whole watermelon usually requires a considerable amount of mental preparation.

Watermelons are so precious, yet people in Japan still have a "watermelon-smashing" ceremony during summer vacation... This shows the repression and rebelliousness of the Japanese people.

Meanwhile, surrounded by onlookers, the dashing and exceptionally handsome Fei Tu Hu Po was gracefully and gently wielding her sword to dissipate blood. Her movements were as swift and elegant as a drawn sword. With a flick of her wrist, the melon juice on the blade flew off in an arc and dripped onto the neatly trimmed lawn.

If an unsuspecting person witnessed this calm, elegant, and handsome scene, they might think that everyone was filming a short drama, and that Fei Tu Hu Po was playing the role of a beautiful and talented young woman who had obtained a treasure in an ancient secret realm.

Of course, it would have been even better if this beautiful young woman hadn't pretended to lick the watermelon juice off the sword's edge.

With a satisfied smile, Fei Tu Hu Po used her delicate tongue, which was even more tender than a watermelon, to swirl the juice into her mouth, then revealed the most ferocious and terrifying expression she could imagine: "How was it? Did it feel like licking blood from a knife's edge?"

At this moment, Da Zhenchang, who had already run a lap around the replica Arc de Triomphe track, came back again. "Hahaha, Amber-chan, are you imitating that idiot plot where someone says 'This knife of mine is coated with poison' and then licks it?"

"No..." Fei Tu Hu Po realized how foolish she had been, so she quickly twirled her sword and sheathed it.

Holding a longsword in one hand, Hitotsu Amber took a piece of watermelon with messy cuts from Kotobuki Toru's hand, picked it up and started biting into it. Watermelon seeds and juice clung to the girl's fair face... but it didn't affect her joyful smile at all.

After all... she was already used to having juice on her face and lips.

While munching on watermelon, Fei Tu Hu Po didn't forget to ask, "Everyone, what do you think of my look?"

"70 points, I guess?" The lady picked up a small knife from the table and elegantly cut watermelon chunks into her plate. She glanced at Fei Tu Amber and shook her head speechlessly. "If you hadn't shown me your stupid face and left such an indelible impression on me, I would have given you 80 points."

Fei Tu Hu Po stuck out her tongue slightly: "There's no way around it, the feeling comes when I hold a sword... My hands are itching to fight, and if I can't fight, then I can only cut something."

"That's what they call talent."

While the villa's butler was rearranging the fruit platter, Haidu Star took the opportunity to respond to Fei Tu Amber, saying, "As a Hong Konger who grew up reading martial arts novels, I think you, Amber, have the chivalrous spirit of a female knight in a martial arts novel... killing one person in ten steps and leaving no trace for a thousand miles."

“It’s quite normal for a warhorse girl to have some super-male blood in her bloodline.” Kotobuki Toru took a small bite of watermelon and looked at Hitoko Amber to summarize: “Judging from your performance just now, holding a weapon can indeed change your temperament to a considerable extent... However, what the noblewoman said earlier also makes sense. Ultimately, racehorse girls win based on their running performance... Being good-looking and attracting the audience’s attention is indeed very important, but if it affects the performance for the sake of being good-looking, then it’s not worth it... So we still need to verify it.”

Hitotsu Kohaku usually doesn't question Kotobuki Toru's suggestions. After hearing Kotobuki Toru's words, she simply asked in agreement, "How do we verify it?"

“Of course we should run a bit!” Kotobuki Toru pointed to the track: “Practice makes perfect, and with such a suitable training environment, you guys can run together and give it a try…”

Among the horse girls present, some had signed up for the Arc de Triomphe Contest, some were still hesitating and preparing to squeeze in to sign up, and some hadn't signed up for the Arc de Triomphe Contest at all... But Kotobuki Toru believed that no matter what type of horse girl she was, she definitely had a heart that longed for the Arc de Triomphe Contest.

"It just so happens that there is a track of the same specifications as the Arc de Triomphe race here."

The lady curled her lip and shrugged, looking like she had seen through everything: "So you're trying to boost your confidence by doing easy practice tests right before the big exam? I don't want to be tortured by that fat rabbit."

Jifeng nodded and stomped his feet a few times on the grass, leaving two footprints, one deep and one shallow, on the grass track.

The huge difference in the footprints alone shows that even after so long, Jifeng has accumulated a considerable amount of running experience... but when facing the grass in Europe, he still can't control the force exerted by his left and right feet at all.

The facts are there, and Jifeng could only sigh helplessly, "Sigh... this track is still too difficult for Japanese horse girls like us to adapt to."

"Don't take it so seriously, everyone..." Kotobuki Toru seemed to have already thought of a solution, looking confident: "This time, let's balance the version..."

Hai Dushi was also curious: "How do you balance it?"

"Look," Kotobuki pointed to the weapon rack, "The more adaptable horse girls can carry more weapons and move forward with a heavier load."

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Chapter 524 Dual-wielding Extra-large Weapons (Two-in-One)

"Hmm, that sounds interesting. When people run, there's never any concept of balancing everyone's strength."

Jifeng tapped his chin lightly with his fingertips, raised an eyebrow after listening to Qin Chuitou's suggestion, and then immediately showed a very interested look: "Well, it's a rare opportunity to come to Europe and travel around, so I'm willing to participate."

"If my sister participates, I want to participate too!" After Jifeng agreed to get involved, Gao Shangjunyi and Qiangji, the two sisters, also raised their hands to indicate that they wanted to participate.

After expressing his desire to participate, Gao Shangjunyi turned to the elegant lady beside him, a smile playing at the corners of his eyes: "And Dongna, what about you? Do you want to participate?"

Kotobuki's suggestion may not be a good idea, but it is an interesting one.

If it were a regular race, the lady would definitely not want to torture herself. But if it were a unique weighted item race, that would be a different story... Even if she lost, everyone would consider it a fun race and ignore it. Moreover, if this version is really balanced enough, it's hard to say who will win or lose.

So the lady, being quite shrewd, seized the opportunity presented by Gao Shangjunyi's inquiry and immediately seized the opportunity to say, "Since you've invited me, I'll join you too."

"Who invited you..." Gao Shangjunyi pouted. "I was just about to remind you not to steal watermelon if you're not going to run away..."

"...Who cares about this watermelon that's been chopped up like a mess?"

Just as the noblewoman was about to erupt, the group of horse girls giggled and hurried to the weapon rack at the edge of the field, starting to select their own weights. The noblewoman felt as if she had punched cotton, powerless to use, so she could only sigh silently and follow the others to the edge of the field.

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Kotobuki Toru stood on the sidelines with her arms crossed, looking at the other horse girls and said, "After all, this is just an entertainment competition, so I won't give you any advice... Just use your usual understanding of each other to judge whether the other horse girls are heavy enough."

"OK, OK."

A low chuckle rose from the crowd. Anyone who's played games knows that the simplest and easiest way to balance a game is to subtract elements—nerf whichever hero is too strong…

With everyone nerfed to near-crippled levels, the version achieved a certain balance. As a result, most people's attention was focused on Amber and Shocking, along with Sea Star, who was supposed to participate in the Arc de Triomphe Tournament.

So the group of female horse riders immediately united and started jeering:

"Hey, Fat Rabbit... You can't just carry a sword like that, can you? Think back to this time last year, you were carrying a delivery box weighing over ten kilograms all over Sapporo. A year has passed, you should at least change the unit from kilograms to pounds, right? And back then you were carrying it in your hand, on your back, and in your mouth. You should show off your special skill this time, right?"

“Senior Da Zhenhan, you are also a highly respected senior, a veteran legendary racehorse girl. Your character and strength are beyond reproach. To describe you in Chinese terms, you are a person of great virtue who can bear great responsibility. I believe you are very good at pretending. I think this pair of drum-beating golden hammers would be very suitable for you... each weighs about 30 kilograms.”

"Senior Haidu Star, although Haidu City Sister hasn't officially registered you for the Arc de Triomphe Tournament yet, I think since she's already mentioned it, your participation in the Arc de Triomphe Tournament should be a sure thing... Since that's the case, Boss Tu and Great Shock have already carried the burden, you can't let them down! That's right, choose that iron rod with the copper head, it fits the image of a Chinese horse girl very well, looks very spirited, good job, and didn't let them down!"

Moments later, the "balancing" of several strong European racers was complete.

Hai Dushi carries an iron rod, his forearms resting on it, looking like the kind of Sun Wukong that older generation artists would criticize as "having to apologize to the people of the whole country" and "adaptation is not random fabrication, and dramatization is not nonsense."

The biggest shock was being tricked into carrying two bronze hammers the size of pumpkins, each one larger than her head, making her look top-heavy and unbalanced. However, it is said that this combination of a loli-sized body with huge weapons is quite popular worldwide.

"Hmm...it seems like everyone's holding so little..."

Just then, a slight tremor came from the grass. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Fei Tu Hu Po had a bluish-gray longsword hanging at her waist and a black hundred-pile bow on her back, with the quiver swaying gently beside the bow.

Even more horrifying is that hanging these weapons on Hitoko Amber's body wasn't the end of it; the purpose of hanging these bows and swords was to free up Hitoko Amber's hands.

In Fei Tu Hu Po's hands, which should have been free, she held a long weapon in each hand—a halberd in her left hand and a Green Dragon Crescent Blade in her right, the blades gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

Indeed... thanks to the machinations of the noblewoman and other horse girls, a merciless balance was created, and Hitotsu Amber was forced to hold a weapon that only an adult man could wield with both hands—the Green Dragon Crescent Blade and the Halberd. The two imposing weapons were held on either side of Hitotsu Amber's arms, making for a truly awe-inspiring sight.

Kotobuki wiped his face, unsure of what expression to wear: "Wow, Amber wielding a halberd in her left hand and a Green Dragon Crescent Blade in her right... I've only ever seen characters with such massive dual-wielding weapons in Souls-like games."

It's fortunate that the collectibles prepared by Haidu City were specially adjusted based on the height and body shape of the racehorse girl, deliberately reducing the proportion and length. Otherwise, the appearance of Hito Amber would definitely not be as powerful and awe-inspiring as it is now... Instead, she would be supporting herself with weapons in both hands, like a skier holding ski poles, without any dignity.

Fei Tu Hu Po, without any formal training, carried her weapon behind her back, exuding the aura of a great general. If she were in a game, and you just threw her into a spacious area, she would definitely be a super boss that players would dare to challenge only after consuming all kinds of buffs and filling their inventory.

But the moment she opened her mouth, her aura crumbled instantly, her voice filled with grievance: "These two, one in my left hand and one in my right, are crushing me..."

Seeing this, Kotobuki Toru responded with action, wrapping his arms around Hitoko's sides from behind, supporting the girl under her armpits with his thumb and forefinger, trying to lift Hitoko high in the air as they usually did.

"Hey……"

The amber-colored pheasant remained completely still.

So Qin Chuitong focused his breath again, tightened his stance, and once again used all his strength to try to lift Fei Tu Hu Po up: "Hey..."

For a moment, Hitoko's body was slowly lifted off the ground, but the good time didn't last long. Just two or three seconds later, the muscles on Kotobuki Toru's arm began to tremble uncontrollably. After another two or three seconds, Kotobuki Toru threw Hitoko back to the ground.

In less than half a minute, Kotobuki Toru already felt his strength was depleted and his arms were sore...