NO.157: What to say about the willfulness of the trainers

Necromancer Libertes, an old acquaintance of a temporarily absent O50 Big Brother and a Leonix.

Has the ability to summon and dominate monsters at will.,And claim to have an immortal body.,Once defeated the Orb Trinity.,But then it was found back in the form of the head dart of Obu Amelim.ใ€‚

With his last breath, he wanted to resurrect Ultraman Belial, but he also realized that Belial was alive in the failed resurrection.

Not only is he alive, but he also has time to come and make up for him.

And when Beria mended the knife, what he saw in his eyes was G&D.

- Foreseeing the future, he does have such an ability, from the genes of the Ray Bron multi-star.

The ultimate lifeform Raybrondo, described as an all-knowing and all-powerful cosmic man, also has the freedom to summon monsters and manipulate them, dominating countless monsters in the past as subordinates, dominating the entire universe for tens of thousands of years - these abilities are also inherited by those Leonix to a certain extent through the intentional spread of genetic factors and personal possession.

Among them, Leonix, who inherited his genes the most, except for a certain defender on the opening dragon, was Ultraman Belial.

And the successor after Ultraman Belial was hammered for a round is the necromancer Rebertus.

So it's a big puzzle.

Rebertus is able to awaken the spirits of the dead and manipulate monsters, which are themselves supposed to be dead men who have been killed by Belial.

And Dark Gona is also a dead man.

And finally, Beria - brother, how many times has this crunch died?

Three dead people, two Leonix and one old Beria...... Slapping these labels one by one on the clue board of the data projection, Omer was able to make several conjectures in his mind at this moment, and he did mark the abbreviations of those conjectures below.

One character after another makes Ai Mu Orihime and her sister Sang confused when they see it, as for Asakura Lu......

He had already gone to look for a rice bath.

That's why Omer spoke to him first.

Asakura Riku's mind is not sensitive, and his troubles are so clearly discernible that he can be described as 'easy' in terms of the difficulty of communication, and once he is convinced, he will not waste time.

Because he had already found a place for himself.

And then...... In the activity room, only Omer remained. Linton and Orihime.

In this much more ideal communication environment, 'Doctor Omer' did not rush to turn his head and fire, but just made notes on the information board that the sisters could not read, as he was doing now.

Among the latter two, the elder sister has also realized that it is now an environment where the two of them are alone, and the younger sister is also making the gesture of โ”Œ('ะด')โ”Œ, urging her to make some action.

Can......

If only I hadn't heard that just now, the hesitant Ai Mu Orihime couldn't help but think.

Originally, she was still struggling with how to apologize, but after listening to the conversation and enlightenment between the other party and Mr. Asakura, her heart added a bit of absurd trouble.

In the face of a catastrophe that sounded like it could encompass a galaxy as long as it was big, his hesitation was undoubtedly so ridiculous.

But because it sounded so incredible, she couldn't help but wonder if it was true or not.

Feel... If it's that bad Umastar, he can perform this kind of play.

She has always been afraid to speculate with the greatest malice about the Internet thug who called the police to take her away from the camp (x).

"Don't take it too seriously, it's a story far away from you after all."

Now, when she heard the Internet villain say it without looking back, she sighed not only in her heart, but also in reality: "I said so, how could I not go to my heart?" It's cunning. โ€

"Because it's useless to go to the heart, if this happens, you can't stop it, and if it doesn't happen, then naturally don't think about it," Omer turned his head, but his knuckles still tapped on the board, "Even our side is waiting for news." โ€

"Until the news is received, it will not be of much help for us to try to gather intelligence on our own, so we might as well go and do what we are doing." As he spoke, he pointed with one hand in the direction of the training ground and the other in the direction of the rear dormitory.

"It's like that side, and the other side."

Considering that Xiao Lu might not be able to pass the head of the Miura Liao, Omer's left hand swiped on the light screen again and contacted the tea house.

Let's just say so, if the cafรฉ can't tell, he'll consider calling Sirius.

Although it was the safest choice to call Miss Rudolph directly, the student council president did not necessarily have the spare time to fight with the head of the dormitory for the convenience of a new assistant.

Wait a minute...... The desert hero seems to be from Meiura Liao, and with her interest in hero biographies, she will probably even be interested in the biography of Ultra heroes, right?

Just as Omer was thinking about this, he also caught a glimpse of a petite figure with brown hair in the distance driving in the rain, heading straight for the training ground where the wind and rain were most intense.

The monotonous and subtle leather cover gesture is undoubtedly a carrot man.

Shimmering Flying Horse...... Omer, who recognized at a glance who was behind him, could also guess what the real hero chef was running towards.

However, there was no need to alert Sero and Jestis, whose senses were not ordinary humans, and they couldn't afford to do anything more than that.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ What about you? Pacing closer, Ai Mu Orihime stood beside him, looking at the incomprehensible information board, "Are you busy, are you the only one busy?" โ€

"I can understand the lethality of working overtime with a cold face," Omer stroked his chest, showing a bit of an injured pompousness, "but it's not busy, it's just some simple records, I think the real need to be busy is the short race after that." โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Still? โ€

The girl asked, raising her purple eyes, which made Omer raise an eyebrow.

"After all, it's working hours, and it's part of a trainer's job to make time for horse racers."

And Ai Mu Orihime, who asked this question, seems to have insufficient knowledge of trainers.

However, considering her attitude in the past, it is not surprising that she subconsciously skipped the knowledge related to trainers.

"I mean... If it's important over there......"

"Don't care about the GI at the end of the month?" Omer's eyes were a little skeptical, "I'm sure you won't say such a thing, but you can win the G1 championship without me staring at you, which is in line with my understanding of Miss Vega." โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Well. โ€

"You're in a bit of an unusual state today."

The dark red eyes and black diamond-shaped slits reflected the somewhat delicate posture that looked a little weak.

But the blue comet that she was supposed to break through the wind and step on the ground, that blue is a clear proof of the surface temperature.

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Well, the way my father and mother speakโ€”" The purple eyes lowered as hard to speak.

The young man looked at her with a shameful evasion, but he still stretched out, tugging at the hand of his clothes, not surprised, nor laughing, but only replied softly: "Hmm." โ€

"I was the one who told them not to scare you, but... They understand it as learning from me. โ€

"It's a very familiar style."

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Sorry, yes...... My waywardness... Mistakes made. โ€

"It's okay, I'm glad it's such wayward."

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Be... Is it? โ€

The girl still kept her head down, and her voice was a little hesitant.

The young man didn't want her to look up, but just turned his head to look at the training ground in the distance, and somehow the people running became two.

"Yes."

"If you were the Umastar of the past, you would probably find it difficult to be accompanied by such willfulness, but I am standing here today."

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Now I'm Omer. Linton, a rookie trainer. โ€

"Trainer ......"

"Yes."

"Trainers... Will you still be responsible for this kind of thing? โ€

"Yes, I think, there are few trainers who haven't embraced the willfulness of a horse racer."

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Well. โ€

The hand tugging at the hem of her dress hung down slightly, and the girl seemed to be in a long thought.

And the young man in front of her, too, left her quiet space to think, slowly sat back on her sofa, and gently patted the head of the ghost who trotted in front of him.

After that, there were more school uniforms in front of him that prevented him from looking at the table.

"Can you help me?" Those pair of purple eyes were more serious than ever at the moment.

Let the young man subconsciously adjust his sitting posture, as well as the position of the crossed arms, and his dark red eyes were a little subtle and strange, as if he didn't know where to start.

"I thought I had been helping you."

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Well... That's true. โ€

The brown ears, one of which was covered by blue earmuffs, hung down and lifted.

"Status back?"

"I'm back."

"Then let's prepare for the game and go to the training ground in the afternoon."

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Afternoon. Ai Mu Orihime subconsciously looked at the pouring rain outside the window.

"Okay." Although it was this kind of wind and rain, it didn't matter, she just surprised that Omer, who called her back in the first place, would change his attitude.

And her resolute demeanor clearly made Omer understand what she was thinking.

"Okay," said Omer, angrily, "it will be sunny in the afternoon, and you give me a normal run." โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Clear up? Weather ......"

"Don't trust the weather forecast, trust me."

Go home tomorrow and take a leave of absence to catch a flight

(End of chapter)