I Became The Rabbit Swordsman In A Novel

what they meant by something fun to watch, something entertaining.
And I was one of them.

“Well, I can’t let that happen.”

I gripped tightly onto my rapier.

“It’s no use to regret it now, kiddo, You should have regretted your choice before entering through those gates.”

The man who was licking his mouth staring at the elf laughed after seeing me grip onto my rapier.

“Regret? Who? Me?”

 I have never lived a life of regret, and the same will apply from now on.

“And now I will pick the battle mode for tonight.”

The announcer walked over to a container that was blocked as he said this.

“Gender! Gender! Gender!”

“If you don’t pick gender mode, I will cut your fingers off!”

“Hey announcer, we believe in you!”

I heard something weird from the crowd.
Gender mode?

“And it is chosen!”

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The announcer reached his hands inside the container, and pulled out a paper folded twice.

“Yes! It is gender mode, the one you all have been waiting for!”

Whoooooooo!

Everyone, both male and female, cheered on loudly.

“What’s gender mode?”

From my question, the participants, who seemed to be enjoying this even more than the audience, gave me a creepy stare.

“What do you think it is? As its name suggests, it’s a team game separated by gender.”

Wait.
Does that mean that I am on my own?

“The number is uneven?”

“Who cares? You should have been born a man, or never have shown up to this place!”

The men smirked.

“And next, we have decided on battle design!”

Meanwhile the design of battle was mentioned, and 

Kazam!

The ground shook first, then water filled up the field all of the sudden.

“Kyaa!”

The elf ran away from the filling water, and the place to which she crawled to had become an island.
And the team members installed a wooden bridge between the island and the land where the participants were standing.

“The rule is simple.
The female team will stay on the island, and the male team will use the bridge to attack! If they surrender, die, or fall into the water, they are out.
There are no other rules.”

According to the rules, I had to go over to the island.

“Just stay put with that elf! If you resist, you will get that pretty face of yours hurt!”

Suppressing their mockery, I walked over to the elf who seemed to be lost.

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“Let’s do this.”

I let my hand out to make her stop zoning out, but 

“We are doomed.”

She refused to shake my hand.
Instead, she wrapped herself with her arms and started to shake.

“We are not doomed yet.”

I told her no, but the elf shook her head.

“If we just surrender and sit still, it should be over sometime, right?”

“I said don’t give up.”

“But just look over there! There are over 10 men that we have to deal with! How can you not give up?”

As the elf said, there seemed to be at least a dozen men.
And the crowd was cheering for the men, including the women in the audience.
The only one cheering me on was Arje, watching with her arms crossed.

“What you said might have been the case if we were on flat grounds.”

If we had been surrounded by a flat surface, the case would have been overwhelming even for me, but the layout of the field was designed as convenient for us to win.

“You see that bridge over there, right? Only one can cross the bridge.
They can’t use the water since that will disqualify them”

On top of that, the bridge was very narrow and shaky from the haphazard design.
Because their feet wouldn’t be stable, it was more convenient for weapons such as my rapier to use.
And of course, I was confident in 1-on-1 battles.

“Don’t overdo yourself.”

The elf, understanding that I was not giving up, let out a sigh.
Her dull blue eyes let out a message showing that she believed for us to lose.

“Overdo, you say…”

I pulled out my rapier and got into a fight position.

“Ah, the woman in the white robe seems to be willing to fight unlike the elf!”

The announcer and the audience all laughed at me.
They looked as if my stance was a cornered rat looking like it was going to bite the cat.
Something insignificant like that.

Still, I had confidence, and thought that I could defeat all twelve and win.
Although no one thought that I could win, 

I swore my name Aris Wafer and was confident that I could crush all of them bastards.