Chapter 1290: NO.194: Who really can endure?

NO. 194: Who really can endure?

In a certain long-unseen organization from another world called Chaldea, the otherworldly knowledge it upholds once solidified several great evils for humanity.

The great evil known as humanity's evil is a shadow born with human society/civilization development; the thing that carries its manifestation is called a 'Beast'.

Even though each Beast exists as a kind of humanity's evil, its fundamental nature is actually humanity's love itself.

It is the wish to protect humanity's order, the spirit desiring a better future—in this source, there is a Beast whose visual effect is especially harmless, and what it carries is vanity.

Beast IV Kaisiparuge/Fufu.

The fourth Beast that carries the principle of 'comparison' governs the essence of comparing oneself with others; that endless measurement is the embodiment of vanity.

This is a desire and sin more finely differentiated than the well-known 'Seven Deadly Sins', and also a relatively novel authority in the Federation, so He was able to reach this world without much hindrance, unlike other 'same kind' which can only cover will with simulated information concepts from the electronic world.

However, also because He does not intend to actively exert His power, Chaldea's record added in the Federation does not include His share.

However, this world has always emphasized limited positions, first come first served; even if He almost ignores His own power and truly acts like a small animal running in Chaldea's corridors, it cannot change the fact that all 'comparison' principles in this world constantly converge on it.

Compared to His homeland plagued by endless tribulations and never finding peace, the world where the Holy Terra Federation resides can always give that Kaisiparuge a need to watch his mindset, to prevent his state from becoming overly excited.

The reason is simple: this world's human population is simply too many, and these people's hearts hold deep and varied vanity, especially in the place humans call the racetrack.

'Training, aptitude, talent—where am I inferior to her?'

'I want to win over… I should have been stronger than her……'

'That woman is utterly unfit to be beside the trainer!'

'Can I really surpass…? Sister's record……'

These girls with horse ears always have an obsession no less than those office workers, once prompting Aomo to suggest to that Master that they be brought to experience.

But the latter obviously has caution not inferior to his, only saying that if there is an opportunity they will come for on-site research, never considering directly bringing that fourth Beast who, since arriving in this world, often has stomach trouble.

As someone who has been there, there's no need to consider when such people's 'opportunity' is; letting it slide, Aomo himself is also an obviously busy person.

Even on this weekend rest day, he likewise stands on the β training field watching those girls' swift backs.

"Their condition is very good."

Holding a twig plucked from who-knows-where, he walks to the side of the black-haired horse girl, who is obviously the 'biggest deserter' of this busy period.

Chengtian Bai Ren, vice president of the Central Torensen, while the entire student council was busy, she suddenly went missing; this is obviously a very legitimate reason for disappearance, otherwise the other strict vice president would definitely be the first to blame a colleague's absence.

As for what that reason is.

As long as one notices that certain ACE who has also been rarely bubbling lately, this answer is not hard to deduce.

As the 'short-distance' Dream Cup approaches, retired horse girls trying to regain their competitive form are no exception to this one or two; at this time, which is also a hot search topic, almost all famous horse girls will be sought out by reporters.

Interviewing viewpoints, probing attitudes, composing short messages.

The association never leaked the participants' list, so… 'Which famous horse girls will return' remains a fervent fan topic, enough to easily bury the recent hot-search-related Aomo Lindun, and furthermore let Aomo Lindun slip in under an inconspicuous alternate account to take part in not a few brief discussions.

All that can be said is, it's just entertainment.

Aomo does not expect to see any valuable leaks from these netizens' hot discussions; he merely finds the pure enthusiasm of the community discussion atmosphere rare, and even he cannot help but mix in.

Talking about the past glory of the old-timer segment, it is usually this harmonious; unfortunately, such a segment always passes in a flash, and still having to drive the weary you to rise is today's norm.

At least this is the case in this December.

The devil, worn out by voice acting work, variety shows, and the steady mindset of little girls, etc., very much hopes December will pass smoothly, but he is also that clear-headed rational, fully aware that such hope is fundamentally impossible to achieve.

Setting aside Luzas, setting aside those 'anomalous points' appearing around certain people nearby, just seeing those four girls freely galloping now, forming four confrontations with obvious gaps between them, hearing Bai Ren say 'condition is very good' makes him inevitably unable to hold back.

"Rather, some are too good." Aomo gave a subtle glance at this suddenly visiting older sister.

In Dongyan literature, there is often a plot design of closed-door cultivation; after prominent figures remain hidden for a long time, upon breaking seclusion they either do not rush toward enemies, but announce to the world.

Of course, this is the result of successful seclusion exit; the unsuccessful usually die inside the seclusion, becoming a treasure chest that others may inevitably or perhaps occasionally see when exploring maps and looting.

Chengtian Bai Ren is probably not the latter; her complexion looks pretty good, in her autumn-winter transitional everyday attire there are still traces from having visited the raptor coffee shop a dozen minutes ago, and even the steps she takes to come forward show a lightness, happy as if……

"Did the competition review pass?" Aomo asked her, looking at her.

"Um… ah…? What?"

"I don't know if Miss Chen Guang has ever said you're not good at pretending to be stupid."

Turning his head back, Aomo paused while looking again at those few horse girls in the distance, then immediately said, 'Congratulations.'

"Er, um… thanks."

By this point, having dropped any pretense, Bai Ren also looked at those girls' obvious stride differences.

"Just letting them run together like this—is it too early?"

"Too early," this is a very particular way of saying it.

Because Aomo's team under him had already done this kind of internal parallel run long before, with Bai Ren present several times, obviously her memory hasn't been taken by seclusion, so her reason for asking is that she noticed this parallel run differs from the usual.

The runs made for training and those made to win— the minute differences are nowhere to hide in the golden pupils.

In the eyes of that Triple Crown champion whose later career is filled with failure and doubt, the all-out-to-win appearance is that sharp and keen, easily cutting through the present time.

But such running ought to take place on the racecourse, not beforehand serving as a risk that would instead cause abnormal performance when the time comes.

"As a warm-up match for the Arima Memorial, hoping the stakes race gained considerable extra attention; in terms of gaining fans, it also counts as a G1 snack, whether for a splendid start or relatively smooth growth, we must try to secure it——"

Aomo said this leisurely, turning his head to meet those golden eyes; there was no impatient boredom in them, and such patience, for this individual Chengtian Bai Ren, already counts as an anomaly, yet also not incomprehensible.

No matter what, she does not want to hear this kind of reason.

"I wanted to say that, but I think you also noticed—everyone's patience is just not up to par."