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Chapter 1597 No.213: This is exactly the stage I want to see
So fast...

Looking at the triangular-shaped Deltandar in front of him, Guerbasa had no idea how many times in his life he had expressed this sentiment.

In this boundless yet ever-changing sky, sometimes sunny, sometimes cloudy, sometimes thundering, sometimes windy and rainy, she felt strangely familiar.

She adapted for no reason and felt happy for no reason. Looking at the figure in front of her, she seemed to be able to see the figure that had never changed from beginning to end.

At this moment, even the whistling sound of the air being cut and the dull sound of raindrops hitting the body like bullets seemed to be surrounding calls.

Perhaps it was not without reason, in that familiar wind, she suddenly realized.

Yes, that's how it should be...that's how it should be.

Every moment, every second, as she walked in this academy, as long as she closed her eyes, countless past events would wash and stir in her mind.

This is not good, she knows it well.

To be precise, it is very bad, because it will allow an idea that has been blocked for years to surface again, thereby changing the interpersonal status quo, changing the image that you have always maintained, and making everything rush in an unpredictable direction.

We can’t do this… Representative Qian Ming once warned himself.

Although in the eyes of others she is often a fun-loving person, but that is obviously just an appearance, an appearance: when a person seems to care about nothing and doesn't pay attention to anything, it is difficult for you to worry about her being sad, worried about her being upset, or worried about her being too stubborn.

This type of people are overly sensitive. This sensitivity makes them have excessive empathy, and they will overly empathize with the people around them, and will also be overly concerned about the feelings of those around them.

So she always looks cheerful and worry-free.

Always looks carefree and free as the wind.

You will never know how many things are piled up in the eye of the wind blocked by the wind wall, and you will never know what is hidden behind her words "forget", "it doesn't matter", and "it's a small matter", unless you have a chance to let her completely loosen the seal on herself.

It's hard.

Omer, who felt the most empathy for this, even thought about the possibility that Qian Ming would refuse before he put forward the idea. For this reason, he also specially envisioned two types of plans for persuading and deceiving the other party.

No matter what, if you want to reach the highest realm, if you want to challenge the mountains of the past, your efforts cannot be just the same as before or even worse than before.

You should make changes and let go of those useless persistence.

As long as you really want to win, the demon will put you in the training ground he has prepared, even if it means making you angry, furious, or even breaking up with you.

Of course, the fact is that Omer's filing was not used.

Even though she had heard of the Gulangiel Theater and even though she saw some clues from the contract included in Omer's recruitment propaganda, she agreed without hesitation.

She agreed as if she had no resistance in her heart, and agreed as if she was still the cheerful, free and easy Qianming representative as usual, which made you question your past speculations about her and no longer confident.

But Omar had no doubts.

Even if the other party joined in very readily and signed in one go, he would just look meaningfully at the horse girl who had deceived him several times, until she finally acted uncomfortable and found an excuse to leave temporarily.

To be honest, it’s pretty good.

Omar was quite happy at that time, because it meant that although the other party was still holding on, he was willing to accept this approach.

She must have reflected on her own situation and had thoughts of saving herself. Those thoughts may have risen and fallen, but they finally arose the moment she proposed it.

Although he was determined to drag it out, the one he had already made up his mind to do was naturally the most worry-free and motivated one. This made him feel that the figure he saw at the beginning had returned again.

The figure who had challenged three times as a triple crown winner, and the figure who had failed three times as a loser, now appeared at this moment in the form of a giant white eagle with blood-red pointed feathers, causing the Razor Dimaga, the incarnation of Narita Shirahito, to subconsciously look up from the cry.

Not to mention what kind of charm the regular customers of the Raptor Cafe saw in Guabasa, the incarnation of Qianming's representative.

Omer Linton, who seemed to ignore the fact that the King Bridge was approaching and continued to look at the pursuit in the sky, was as if he had witnessed a brilliant light that he had never seen in his life. Until the heavy footsteps accompanied by smoke and dust arrived in front of him, he subconsciously turned around and avoided Dali Arab's urgent kick.

"Ah! Why are you hiding? It's coming!"

After much hesitation, he finally decided to kick Omar out of danger, but he didn't expect that the other party still had the instinct to avoid the attack when he was distracted. Dali, who had lived in a peaceful life for a long time, hadn't seen such a weird fighting skill for a long time.

Is it really appropriate for a trainer to have such qualities? When she thought about this, she saw a fierce-looking Ultraman rising from the ground in the distance, shouting "Don't do this, Miyu", and she wanted to hold her forehead with her hand.

Although some people may not think that Asakura Riku is a trainer, the three goddesses who have never interfered with the chairman's decision obviously hold the same opinion and camp as the chairman. So when she saw this scene that seemed like a response, she became a dangerous demonstration and was twisted into a point in an instant after being slapped on the shoulder by Omer.

After avoiding the metal claws coming down from above, he and Omar reappeared at the edge of the woods behind the mountain.

"Thank you, and please don't repay kindness with enmity."

With one hand he held up the shield to block the aggressive demonized beech trees, and with the other hand he grasped Dali's ankle that was breaking through the air. Omar still looked up at the chase in the air, but he did not forget to loosen his palm to shake it, so that the irritable goddess would not be so angry as to kick him again.

But the goddess still insists on being stubborn.

"I can turn into nothingness and leave! I won't be stepped on at all!"

"That's great. In that case, I won't bother you anymore. Go back to the other goddesses."

“Ha! You think they’re not here?” Dali snorted, not forgetting to glance at King Joey, who was looking around in the distance. “You’re organizing such a big event at school, but they’re just watching what’s going on with the other horse girls and trainers!”

"That's really a great favor."

"Then can you please look at God when you speak? Have you even lost your basic manners?"

"Faced with that desperate attitude of seeking victory, can you safely look away, Ms. Dali?"

"What lady! You used your natural divinity to take advantage of others before, but now it's too late to show respect!"

"Then, can the goddess Dali Arab, who was born from the earth, extend a little freedom to part of the earth's will? You can't deny that I am your uncle in terms of seniority, right?"

"Nonsense!"

"Girls shouldn't say such dirty words, especially goddesses," Omer said, turning his head as the two figures shuttled through the clouds.

"Ahhhh!!!"

The goddess was very crazy.

"If you're really that worried about them, then take action! What's the point of just standing there and watching?"

“Because I am the audience.”

As Omar spoke, he lowered his eyes and glanced at her, his eyes full of pity.

"As one of the three goddesses who has watched Uma Musume for over a thousand years, can't you understand the preciousness of this scene?"