Danmachi Races Novels & Stories

“That’s my seat sweetheart.” “Is your name written on it?” she asked, tilting her head to the side, and his smile grew wider before he pointed at the corner of the table. ‘Noah’ was neatly carved into the metal there and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. “Nice try.” he said and Dia leaned back in her seat while Asia sat in the seat next to me. “Feel free to carry the table then.” Noah clicked his tongue and his eyes darted from Dia to me then back to Dia before he rapped his knuckles on the table, moving to the seat next to her just as the teacher who was one my mum’s friends walked into the class.

" That was my new title, while some called me flaring Angel, others like L called me Glowing Angel. I then offered Yagami a deal, whosoever races first back home would get half of the proceeds of the other, Yagami was interested and we all began a storming race back home. We arrived home and Darius was pleased, I also won the race against Yagami so that was a double victory for me. Darius decided to hold a large feast and invite every single word in the entire kingdom, we had just conquered all the Goblins in the land of Montul.

"Welcome to tonight's main event! Our racers are ready, our bets are placed, and our track is hungry for some serious speed!" The crowd cheered, the sound echoing off the surrounding buildings like thunder. "In lane one, we have Viper in his modified Dodge Challenger! Lane two features our returning champion, the mystery racer known only as Black Red! Lane three brings us Nitro in his souped-up Mustang! And in lane four, we have newcomer Phoenix in what might be the fastest BMW we've ever seen on this track!"

The man could only grimace but couldn't reply because he was so focused on his video game. "Hey, Damio! Is this all you got?" Al asked the man who looked busy going back and forth preparing snacks and drinks. Yes. They are Damio and Jimmy, members of the racing club where Grace joins. "Wait for Yogie to come. He will cook for us," said Damio, putting a cold can of drink on the table. "He's coming?" There was a hint of doubt in Al's words. "Of course. He couldn't possibly want to miss the game," said Jimmy without taking his eyes off the 43 inch television screen. The three of them laughed while enjoying some snacks and watching Jimmy play games.

"The games. We have bottle flip, three-legged race, couple sack race, and many more." "Well... sure. I have nothing to do actually, so... why not. Other couples and pairs of friends also enlisted for the competition, including Mitch and Linda. Let's see how this goes. Okay, Dante is supernatural. Every game we've been playing, we've been winning, with Mitch and Linda in second place. Now it's time for the three-legged race, the final competition to determine the winner. This is gonna be kinda hard. Our legs got tied together, and Dante winked. The prize for the winner is 50,000 bucks. That's a lot of money.

James was slightly taken aback. Supposedly, the Ten Great Races were supposed to be comrades. James had already stated his master was from the Doom Race. On the other hand, the creature in front of him was from the Ursa Race. Although they were different races, they were supposed to be on the same team. Theoretically, a powerhouse from the Doom Race would definitely try to help the Ursa recover. However, the Ursa was warning the Doom Race not to interfere. More importantly, there seemed to be a hint of hostility in his tone.

But my eyes were locked on him. “She wasn’t registered,” the silver racer snapped again, still shaking. “We had rules and she wasn’t part of it. This whole thing is invalid—” “Shut up,” Dante said, not raising his voice but somehow making everyone flinch. “You want to talk about rules? You tried to run her off a cliff. You think that was by the book?” Marcelli, the man with the beard and beer belly, snorted. “That’s racing, Dante, and you know it. Dirty or not, it’s the game.”

Miya was amazed. She couldn't stop being amazed that in the mansion where she lived all this time, there were large horse stables and a vast racetrack. There was even an area of the racetrack that led to the forest around the mansion. Not to mention that the horses in the stable are very well cared for. Making them look more dashing and very charming even though they were just horses. “Can you shut that mouth of yours?” Damian asked in a mocking tone. “It's like you've never been to a horse race.”