A verbal contract has no actual effect, but those who are serious can still make determination for it.
Even though this contract came from the mouth of a devil who could be completely regarded as a devil or a demon, that devil had already won enough trust.
But this is not about the contract between Omo and Tachyon.
It's the deal between the demon and the Metron people.
"That guy really dared to drag those nine people to find their boss. He even seemed to be gesturing this way."
[It is rare to be honest and loyal to your desires]
"Desire? It seems like you haven't told me how you asked him to help?"
【Want to know? 】
"Isn't it a strange reason?"
It's also the first-person perspective camera.
It also comes with its own commentary.
The only difference is the height of the field of view - from the original posture of close to 1.8 meters, it has been reduced to the current 1.6 meters.
Of course, this difference is still quite big. If you switch to FPS games, you need to get used to it again.
But as a live broadcast perspective, it’s not unbearable.
After all, the person involved was more satisfied with the mature form. After being relieved of the task of "secretly protecting the target", he did not hesitate to request degradation.
To be honest, the 'skill set' possessed by Witchmon is indeed more suitable for monitoring work than Belstarmon.
The height of field of vision and so on are just trivial matters that can be solved by raising the flying height of the broom.
The witch beast camera has been working for half an hour and has not had any problems yet.
Apart from the fact that the camera complains about the 'picture' at every turn, it's pretty unsatisfactory.
Although it does not have the functions of picture enlargement, refinement, and split-screen that are common in today's cameras, similar effects can be achieved through the more fancy 'magic' of the magic circle.
This is why Witchmon is much more versatile than Belstarmon.
Even concealment can be achieved in a more lightweight way.
Just like at this moment, she was standing on the side of the wall, while several cosmic people were talking and passing by from the field of view, not paying attention to this side at all.
Even this witch beast has several fancy magic circles hanging around it.
[Several autographs of famous people, as well as the right to watch the game live]
"That's it?"
[This is the existence that he cannot touch on ordinary days]
[The signature of the dreamer, and the freedom that he cannot achieve alone...Okay, now approach the room he entered, and when he comes out, you can bring him to me]
"Are you still stressing about the original plan? The 7 people we promised have turned into 9 people."
[The seven technicians are indeed correct, and the portraits are all correct. As for the two extra...the intensity of the battle in the city has increased a lot today, you should also be able to notice it]
"More random guys are coming in, you want to say this, right?"
[Do you still remember that Alpha beast that had a hand on you? 】
"At that time, my magic power was about to stop!"
[I guess you want to say heartbeat, or data core? 】
"That kind of thing is fine, but the point is why the missing boss of the Royal Knights is here! Do you know?"
[This group of cosmic beings seems to be conducting experiments to simulate 'constancy']
"Oh, hell! I want to run away now."
[Beerstamon would never say such a thing]
"Ultimate mother is not a fool! Do you have no idea about constancy? That is the host god equivalent to your human beings' Heart of Terra!"
[Exaggerating won’t make you leave sooner]
"What, you already know?"
[The host of the digital world, the world tree and constancy often appear in popular science content on technology in the data field, as well as related professional textbooks on the digital world]
"...Do you have similar information? I'd like to take a look later."
[I can send it to you now to pass the time]
"Are you quite free?"
[After all, the game has not started yet, and the players are still entering the gate one after another]
——
Sitting in front of the auditorium and looking at the rather wide and vast grassland, as a trainer, Omer was naturally not surprised by the structure of the venue.
After all, he is responsible for all the registration procedures for the horse girls, and the schedule is drawn up by himself. Naturally, the competition venue is basic information that will not be missed.
Niigata (xi) Racecourse is located in Niigata Prefecture on the western border of Kaimon District. It has a structure of grassland in the outer circle and sand in the inner circle.
It hosts various types of events such as grass, sand, and obstacle courses, but today's Dahlia Appreciation is undoubtedly a grass event.
And of course, short distance.
In the history of horse racing, the URA Association has made many changes to the length of the event, and the century-old Dahlia Award has also been "fortunate" to be affected several times.
From the original 1400m to the current 2100m, it is already as long as one of the only Central G1 dirt track championship cups.
If you add another 300 meters, it will be the standard limit for short-distance events.
In other words, the length of this event has surpassed many other short-distance events. Even G1-level short-distance events are often 1800 in length.
This is a rare challenge for any racing girl who specializes in short distance races.
but……
"You are really attentive to be able to pick out one of so many short-distance events that is on grass near the middle of the schedule."
Trainer Yutaka Nishizaki, who was sitting next to Omo, cast a subtle look at him, while Bi Ze, who was sitting next to him, unexpectedly understood what he said and leaned over:
"Have you not developed your short-distance aptitude yet, Taiko-chan?"
"She still can't adapt to the pace of short-distance races. For her, she feels that the process is too short."
This way of thinking 'xx sauce' made Omer want to roll his eyes at him, but he felt...
Since this is Bitzer, forget it.
At least he hasn't recited 'Tachyon Dragon' yet, right?
Before he became a trainer of Tereson, Omer had seen some weird content while collecting information about Ma Niang.
Including, but not limited to, some horse girls are given many strange names in the cultural circle of the traveler's other world, and even specific people and specific group connections...
This phenomenon is not limited to the field of horse racing girls, but is a relatively widespread subculture of time travellers.
It's quite difficult to understand, so sometimes when Bize makes something surprising, Omo can't keep up.
But at least he's been a lot more normal lately.
This is all thanks to Baalmon X——probably.
"Then why don't you just sign up for the middle distance event?"
The words are still not enough, Baalmon X still has a long way to go... Omer couldn't help but think so.
He fell into silence, but Yutaka Nishizaki only regarded Bize as an outsider: "There are only two middle-distance events in August, the Ogura Kinen and the Sapporo Kinen, which are GIII and GII respectively."
"Uh..." Bize reacted tentatively, "How many fans do you require?"
"They are 7500 and 31000 respectively," said the graceful Tolerance from the training prince, "I think based on Teaza-san's performance, he will be able to directly participate in the GII competition next time, and may even meet the GI threshold."
"And Bourbon-san...not to mention that."
"...Thank you for the compliment." Teaza poked her head in uncomfortably, and her twitchy look completely betrayed her strange indifference on the field.
"This is a realistic prediction. I am also an experienced person." Yutaka Nishizaki lived up to his rich experience as a veteran trainer and was not surprised by the contrast in the tea room.
It was probably because he had an emperor of the East China Sea who was heroic on the field and kept jumping off the field.
"Afeng, based on your experience, would you like to make some predictions about this game?"
The person who suddenly joined the conversation was the retired horse girl in the back seat.
Representative Qianming was tapping away at a cell phone, looking just as busy as Omo, who raised his hand to touch the light screen from time to time.
And Yutaka Nishizaki, who was obviously an old acquaintance with her, responded very casually: "Why don't you raise your noble eyes and look at the gate?"
"After reading this, please make sure again. Is it necessary to predict?"
"Oh~" Representative Qianming twitched his lips after taking a serious glance at the arena, "It's really not necessary..."
As she said this, she immediately turned the topic to someone in front of her: "Trainer Omer, what did you say in the athlete's corridor again?"
As soon as she said this, Narita Shirhito and Maruzensky beside her also cast their gazes and looked at the trainer Omo who had his back to the three of them.
The man had his back to the three of them, leaning on his seat, very relaxed: "He said some nutritious nonsense."
"Nonsense? Seriously?" Bai Ren didn't believe it.
"Little snake won't lie at this moment~" Qian seemed to be covering for him, smiling and waving her hands.
"And just talking nonsense is the best answer~!"
"The best answer?" Maruzhansky touched his chin, "Oh, is that what you mean?"
"What do you mean? Can there be no riddle?" Bize asked from the side.
"Using precious time to talk nonsense shows that there is nothing necessary to say."
Yutaka Nishizaki acted as his interpreter as always, and looked at Omer who raised his hand to poke in the air again.
"In other words, be prepared from the start."
(End of chapter)
