Verbal contracts have no practical effect, but serious people can still make up their minds to them.

Even if this contract comes from the mouth of a demon who can be regarded as a demon or a devil, the demon has already earned enough trust.

However, this is not a contract between Omer and Speedo.

It's a deal between the Majin and the Metrons.

"That guy really dared to drag those nine people to find their boss, and he even seemed to be gesturing in this direction."

[It's rare to be honest and faithful to your desires]

"Desire? You really didn't seem to have told me how you got him to help? ”

[Want to know?] 】

"It can't be a strange reason, right?"

It's the first-person camera.

And it also comes with a commentary.

The difference is only in the height of the field of view - from the original posture of close to 1.8 meters, downgraded to the current 1.6 meters.

Of course, this difference is quite big, and if you change to an FPS game, you need to re-adapt to it.

But as a live broadcast perspective, it's not unbearable.

After all, the parties were more satisfied with this mature form, and after relieving the task of 'secretly protecting the target', they did not hesitate to put forward the request for degradation.

To be honest, the 'skill set' mastered by the witch beast is indeed more suitable for surveillance work than Belstamon.

The height of the field of view or something, just a small thing that can be solved by increasing the flight altitude of the broomstick.

The Witch Beast camera has been working for half an hour and has not had any problems.

Except that the camera will spit on the 'picture' at every turn, it's not satisfactory.

Although it does not have the functions of image magnification, refinement, and split-screen that are common with today's cameras, it can achieve a similar effect through the fancy 'magic' of the magic circle.

This is the versatility of witchmon that is much better than Belstamon.

Even concealed posture can be done in a much lighter way.

Like at this moment, she was standing on one side of the wall, and several cosmic people were talking and passing by from the field of vision, completely oblivious to this side.

Even this witch beast still has several fancy magic circles hanging around her.

[Several autographs from celebrities, as well as the right to watch the game live]

"That's it?"

[This is exactly the existence that he can't reach on weekdays]

[The signature of the visionary, and the freedom that he cannot do alone...... Alright, now get close to the room he entered, and when he comes out, you can bring him to me."

"And the original plan? The 7 people who were supposed to be good have become 9 people. ”

[Seven technicians are indeed right, the portraits are all right, as for the extra two...... The intensity of the battle in the city has increased a lot today, and you should be able to notice it as well.]

"More messy guys are getting in, you want to say this, don't you?"

[Remember the Alpha Beast that kept your hand?] 】

"At that time, my mana maintenance was going to stop!"

[I'm guessing you're talking about a heartbeat, or a data core?] 】

"That's all right, the point is how the unaccounted boss of the royal knight is here! You know? ”

[This group of cosmic people seems to be conducting experiments to simulate 'constancy']

"Oh, hell! I want to run now. ”

[Belstamon wouldn't say such a thing]

"The ultimate lady is not a fool! Are you not aware of constancy? That's the host god of your human equivalent of the heart of Terra! ”

[Exaggeration doesn't make you leave sooner]

"What, you already know?"

[The host of the digital world, the world tree and constancy, often appear in the popular science content of data field technology, as well as in the relevant professional textbooks of the digital world]

“… Do you have similar information? I want to look back. ”

[I can send it to you right now to pass the time]

"You're pretty idle?"

[After all, the game has not started yet, and all the players are still entering the gate one after another]

——

Sitting in front of the audience and looking at the rather wide and vast grass, as a trainer, Omer was naturally not surprised by the structure of the field.

After all, he is responsible for the registration procedures for the horse girls, and the schedule is drawn up by himself, and the competition venue is naturally the basic information that will not be missed.

Niigata (xi) Racecourse is located in Niigata Prefecture on the western border of Jiemon Ward, and is a race course with a grass field on the outside and a sandy ground on the inside.

It undertakes many types of events such as grass, sand, and obstacle races, but today's Dahlia Awards are undoubtedly grass races.

And, of course, short-haul.

In the history of horse racing, the URA Association has changed the length of the event many times, and the 100-year-old Dahlia Award has also been 'lucky' to be affected several times.

From the original 1400m to the current 2100m, it is the length of one of the only two Central G1 Clay Championships.

If you add another 300 meters, it is the standard limit for sprint races.

In other words, the length of the race is already better than many of the other races in the sprint ranks, even the G1 sprint races, which are often 1800 gauges.

It's a great challenge for all the sprint racers.

But......

"You really put a lot of effort into picking out one of the sprint races that is close to the middle of the race and still on grass."

Trainer Yutaka Nishizaki, who was sitting next to Omer, cast a subtle look at him, and Bi Ze on his side unexpectedly understood what he said, and probed over:

"Haven't developed short-distance adaptability yet?"

"She can't get used to the rhythm of the short races, and for her, she feels that the process is too short."

This pronunciation of 'xx sauce' made Ormer want to give him a blank look, but he felt ......

Because this is Bi Ze, forget it.

At least he hadn't pronounced 'Tachyon Dragon', had he?

Before he became a Traeson trainer, Omer had seen some strange content in the collection of Ma Niang's intelligence.

Including, but not limited to, some Ma Niang being given many strange names in the otherworldly cultural circle of the traverser, and even specific people and specific groups of connections......

This phenomenon is not limited to the realm of horse racing girls, but is a relatively widespread subculture of traversers.

It's quite a threshold to recognize, so occasionally when Bi Ze speaks amazingly, Omer can't keep up.

But at least he's been a lot more normal lately.

It's all thanks to Baal Beast X—probably.

"Then why don't you just sign up for a middle distance race?"

It's still not a brain, and Baal Beast X has a long way to go...... Omer couldn't help but think to himself.

He fell silent, while Yutaka Nishizaki only dismissed Bizawa as an outsider: "There are only two middle distance races in August, Ogura Memorial and Sapporo Memorial respectively, GIII and GII. ”

"Uh......" Bi Ze reacted, "What is the number of fans?" ”

"Seven thousand five and thirty thousand, respectively," said the graceful tolerance from the training prince, "I think that with the performance of the tea party classmates, I will be able to participate in the GII competition directly next time, and may even meet the threshold of the GI." ”

"And Bourbon... Not to mention. ”

“…… Thanks for the compliment. The café looked a little uncomfortable, and this twisted appearance did not show her strange indifference in the arena at all.

"It's a realistic prediction, and I'm an experienced person." Yutaka Nishizaki lived up to the experience of his veteran trainer and was not surprised by the contrast at the café.

Probably because there is a heroic and sassy East China Sea emperor under his command who jumps off the field endlessly.

"Ah Feng, with your experience, do you want to predict this game as well?"

Suddenly participating in the topic is the retired horse lady in the back seat.

Representative Qianming was holding a mobile phone and tapping and typing, looking as busy as Omer who raised his hand to touch the light screen from time to time.

And Yutaka Nishizaki, who is obviously an old acquaintance with her, replied very casually: "Do you want to raise your noble eyes and look at the gate?" ”

"After reading it, are you sure that it is necessary to prophesy?"

"Oh~" glanced at the arena earnestly, and the representative of Qianming pulled the corners of his mouth, "I really don't need to ......"

She said, and then turned the topic to someone in front of her: "Trainer Omer~ What did you say in the player's corridor?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Narita Hakuhito and Maruzensky beside her also cast their eyes together, looking at the Omer trainer who had his back to the three of them.

The man leaned back to the three, leaning in his chair, very relaxed: "Said some nonsense that was not nutritious. ”

"Nonsense? Earnest? Bai Ren was a little unconvinced.

"Little snake won't lie at such a juncture~" Akane smiled and waved her hand as if she was covering for him.

"And talking nonsense is already the best answer~!"

"The best answer?" Maruzensky touched his chin, "Oh, is that what you mean?" ”

"What do you mean? Can it not be riddled? Bi Ze asked on the side.

"Spend your precious time talking nonsense to show that there is nothing to say."

Yutaka Nishizaki served as his explainer as always, and then looked at Omer who raised his hand and poked in mid-air.

"In other words, be prepared from the start."

(End of chapter)