June 15, 612 in the Star Alliance calendar, is a very special day for the mountains behind Central Treson.

On this day, the Western religious war was staged here!

The goddess and the demon face off in the air!

Each other has its own strength! To shatter the stereotypes of the other party!

One side adheres to the insistence that God should stay in the Divine Domain! When you meet the gods, you should be respectful and obedient.

One party is full of dissatisfaction that he is just passing by, why should he be scolded and urged and kicked!

A fierce exchange of words ensued!

The specific performance is "You have the ability to come!" "You have the ability to come down!" "I'm a god!" "I'm still a demon! Come down to you! ”

At first glance, it was identified as a child quarrel, although one party was a pretending bad thing.

Obviously, this bad thing is Omer.

He didn't understand why the other party was very entangled in the concept of 'staying in the realm of the gods', because the three goddesses in the textbook were all gods under Western culture, and there was no need to have such an extreme sense of ritual in the East.

As early as a thousand years ago, they liked to wander around, and they showed saints everywhere, leaving a lot of records, most of this shrine was built by others, and according to the little words and words that I saw before, the shrine was demolished by themselves.

So why pretend to be like a god in the Far East?

Omo doesn't understand, but that's not important!

The important thing is that since he sees her psychological baggage, why should he do what the other party says!

Speaking of God, he remembered the great murderer he had drawn in the City of Heavenly Gate, and suddenly evil rose from his heart! This is to give back to the other in the other way!!

Attack! Rebound! Attack! Rebound!

It seems to be angry, but in fact it is difficult to be happy, from the beginning of the dissatisfaction began to change into the psychology of pure fun, just to see the other party angry and corrupt to absorb that black pleasure.

Yes. It's not good, it's not good, it's worse than the joy of seeing someone else without an umbrella on a rainy day.

Omo warned himself in his heart, and before the other party was really anxious, he took the initiative to end the child's quarrel.

"Okay, I'll come up, but you have to promise not to do it!"

It's too strange that the first battle after the city of heaven's gate is to beat the goddess, this is the boss's boss, right? And it's hard to say whether it can be beaten.

Omer is still a person who is afraid of trouble, not to mention that the mind of the opposite sex is always so difficult to fathom, especially when they are in a bad mood.

It's like a gambler who borrows wine to drown his sorrows, sitting at the table next to you and asking you to guess the winner or loser of the game on the screen.

It doesn't matter if you actually win or lose, the important thing is that you will always be in a bad mood.

The result is either mocking ridicule or an iron fist of exasperation.

You've got to meet one.

Of course, the source of this bad mood seems to have been directed at him in the first place, and it is he who has exacerbated it, but he can be sure that it is himself.

Therefore, Omo was also mentally prepared to reap the consequences of his own evil, and even lifted the-for-tat demonization.

Then take a step and listen to the other person:

"It's up to you!"

The pace is so stunned.

Omer stopped and asked, "So what kind of performance is satisfactory?" ”

With such a vague response, it is difficult to say that it is not 'kicked down the steps because of stepping into the shrine with his left foot'.

With the length of the steps and the slope of the mountain road, Omo felt that everyone would open their mouths and close their eyes, although he felt that the goddess would not be so fierce, but who would say before it really happened?

Lack of self-awareness, ignoring the difference in the intensity of two different creatures, and thus inadvertently bringing disaster down - the more powerful the being, the more likely it is to make such mistakes.

This is also the main reason why some trainers are admitted to the hospital by horse racing girls.

Omo knew this very well, not to mention that he really didn't see the other party's kick before.

His eyesight after the awakening and optimization of his bloodline could clearly see the explosive posture of Narita Bairen and Kusakami Fei, but he didn't see the other party's jio clearly.

It was purely by foregoing that he had prepared in advance, and with extremely fast nerve reflexes supplemented by the explosive speed of demonization, he was able to withdraw to the present realm and avoid that kick.

I really don't dare to consider the possibility of being seriously kicked by the other party.

But after he asked, the other party was silent.

On the other hand, there is also Omer, who is silent because of the silence of the other party.

Isn't this a difficult question to be asked? Even if you haven't thought about it, you can make it up, right? Unless it is compiled, it is difficult to speak.

It's hard to talk about it.

"Okay, okay, don't force an answer, well, I'll come over first, right?"

Reining his usual thoughts a little to avoid offense, Omer made a serious gesture of meeting the gods, steadily ascended the stairs, and after re-crossing the torii, he turned and saluted the horse girl with long purple and black hair.

Pretending that nothing had happened before, and resetting the purpose from 'investigating the torii' to 'visiting the horse race lady', this is the expression of Omer's reconsideration after putting aside the so-called unspeakable secrets of the other party.

"Is that so?"

Looking up at the racehorse again, Omer asked.

It was only from this moment that he suddenly saw that he was unaware of it when he first saw it, or that the other party's intentional release at this moment was captured by his spiritual sense.

So he sensed some kind of thick, monstrous silhouette at that moment.

It was the silhouette of a majestic horse, because the extreme majestic horse even showed a bit of a heterogeneous texture.

It was not so much a horse as a alien beast with the appearance of a "horse", and almost instantly, the word "monster" came to mind.

Although he was pinched off the moment he appeared, it still impressed him enough.

Even felt that in this way, he didn't have to ask the other party's name.

But out of prudence, thinking that he didn't really understand the posture of the three goddesses, and maybe there was a fallacy of regarding the foundation as the pinnacle, he still asked:

"Does this satisfy you, and will it allow me to know your god's name?"

"Not satisfactory."

The horse race girl, who was no longer leaning on the torii but took two steps, suddenly stopped and looked back at him.

He immediately understood, stepped to follow, and then saw that the other party nodded with satisfaction, and continued to take a step and said: "As for the name, since you can see the door, then you are also qualified to meet our figures." ”

"You have to take advantage of this grace and remember that my name is Dali Arabia, understand?"

"Of course, Your Excellency."

Guessed right.

Omer wasn't surprised, but he still pretended to be flattered, after all, the other party was very useful.

Dali Arabia, the head of the three goddesses of the Atlas.

It is rumored to be the sire ancestor of the thoroughbred of 95% of today's racehorses, which is most in line with the exaggerated silhouette that Ormer perceived not so long ago, which could almost be called a 'horse beast'.

However, the murals in the history books really don't even have reference value! Omer complained in his heart.

The fresco and the statue of the three goddesses at the entrance of the school are in the same style, both of them are goddesses with long robes and coiled hair, and the facial treatment is also very blurry, which is not as detailed as the color in the shutters of the church.

However, even Dali Arabia in the church shutter is blonde haired, but in reality, she sees a long purple and black hair, and her dress is very ordinary, ordinary enough to hit the street with a summer dress.

It's really hard to be regarded as a goddess, especially now that the level of appearance has risen quite high.

Even if it is a goddess herself, if she doesn't dress up, she will be invisible to everyone.

If it were Ormer, he would be happy with this natural disguise.

But this goddess is obviously the kind of person who is more out-of-the-box and irritable, and she is very goddess-like, and she wants others to treat her respectfully.

There was a reason for the silence before, and the demand should be for 'mortals to understand for themselves, not for themselves'—as Omer understood.

If you follow this line of thought, you can even solve the questions of "why is this shrine still there" and "why is she here?"

It is inconvenient to be angry without being treated as a goddess on the street, and the goddess should be closed off after a few more times in this situation, and at this time, the place where religious buildings are naturally revered and taken seriously has become her last hope.

As for why I didn't see the other two goddesses, it was probably because the sisters didn't have her.

Not all gods like to hold the god shelf, but it is better to say that the Holy Terra Federation has developed until now, and there are very few gods who still hold on to the god shelf.

Otherwise, you will find a place to shut yourself up like this one.

A secondary two netizen that I occasionally see on the Internet may be an old god looking for self-esteem in the online world.

But there is also a good thing about this kind of autism, that is, I haven't seen people for too long, and the requirements are quite low when I really see people.

Otherwise, with the provocative operation of Omer after retreating, although it is not without room for maneuver, at least it will not be done all over again.

Look what this has done to an old girl.

Silently following the footsteps of the other party, from the torii gate to the main hall, Omer while hiding the offense to the gods, while looking at this small shrine, when the other party stopped, he also immediately stopped, and saw that he stopped in front of the money box.

"How much money did you bring?" Dali Arabia suddenly looked back at him.

"......," Omer looked at her in silence.

He may have been more generous when he was in other places, but only in the past few days, he has picked a horse, especially the salary of the trainer has not been advanced.

Chairman Akikawa was so good at talking before, but only this one was so pressed, and it was clear that under the public evaluation, she didn't care about how to spend money.

I always feel like I'm being targeted.

But even Chairman Akikawa couldn't help him at the moment, so he still rushed to the other party before he was annoyed, and said in a hurry: "I heard that the Far East District is very particular about money stuffing. ”

He had always been a small part of the Far East culture, and most of them were critical of the overall dissatisfaction with the culture, but at this moment, he was very grateful for the miscellaneous studies he occasionally turned to.

"In order to please a good omen, I will put in coins with an amount of less than 500 yen, because the homonym 'yuan' in the Far Eastern language is the meaning of good luck with the gods."

Speaking of which, Ormo won't say much, highlighting a dead cut.

I don't mention what the '50 yen' represents, what 100 yen means, and the 'no chance' that the most shunted 10 yen represents.

"Did you bring it then? I can feel you bring it! ”

“……”

Omo didn't know whether to silence the other party who didn't realize the problem, or whether to silence the other party and use the power of the gods to sense whether he had a coin or not.

But after he was silent for a while, he needed to mention one point:

"I don't have any Arctic East coins in my bag, but I do have several Terra Tokens, all of which are much higher than 5 yen, so there is no good sign."

"It's not all about coin tubes!" The goddess's attitude was already undisguised, but she blinked unexpectedly as she spoke, and said in a strange tone, "Isn't there another coin?" ”

Dali Arabia's gaze fell to his briefcase.

"And there are indeed a lot of thoughts gathered on it, and they are quite heavy, so you might as well throw them in as a disaster."

Heavy thoughts.

"Keeping it will invite disaster?" Ormer asked.

"Not really, but I just don't think most people like this kind of thing with a bunch of distractions attached to it, and there is no shortage of heavy thoughts, right? It's going to be unlucky. ”

Dali Arabia spread her hands and looked at Omer who was frowning: "If you never feel anything unusual, it seems that those distractions are your own." ”

"How? How about throwing it in and purifying it? ”

"No need." Omer shook his head and reached for the terminal.

"It's up to you, but this doesn't work, that's not okay, you don't even want to do the basic worship, do you?"

"No, it's 612 years, I think we should all keep up with the times."

Omer said, drawing the terminal light screen.

"The wealth that is put into the cash box is all offered to the gods, but since the gods are on our side, how about we skip this process?"

Omer said, canceling the private mode so that Dali Arabia could see the QR code that appeared on it.

"The 5 yen unit in the Far East District, I've already converted it, can the goddess scan the code?"

If this continues, I'm going to think about the debt

Feel. Thank you to the alliance leader who rewarded the seal

(End of chapter)