Chapter 1575: NO.190: The Beast King Who Finds It Normal Not to Speak to Aomo

NO. 190: The Beast King Who Finds It Normal Not to Speak to Aomo

Just leave it alone...

At the highest part of the racecourse spectator stands, the Beast King, who didn't know whether this practice was good or bad, fell silent for a moment, but then his train of thought was cut off by another presence that entered his field of view.

"When I first sensed you from afar, I thought it was a mistake."

"I also think it's unexpected to see you here, and…" Looking down from above, gazing at the slanted-tier spectator stands that could give acrophobics a heart attack, Lipiya fell silent for a moment, then shifted the topic: "The electromagnetic disturbance is quick—are you communicating with Aomo Lindun?"

"You call him his full name…?" This is a detail noticeable only on a second meeting, which surprised the Beast King somewhat.

"I thought you two were on good terms."

"Does calling him by his full name mean our relationship is bad?"

Lipiya was somewhat puzzled; he had never encountered such questioning before.

And his serious question in turn made the latter realize the Ultraman's social circle, and thus realize his own misjudgment.

"... Let's look at the specific situation; maybe it doesn't count where you are, but that's not important either." The Beast King slightly turned his head, glancing at the folks gathered around the intelligent transformation telescope.

In this racecourse, which is nowhere quiet, even the highest platform has a noisy crowd of spectators.

"Then what is important?"

"Your and Ultraman Sai Luo's and Ultraman Jie De's attitudes," the Beast King turned back, "there's a monster user who has fallen into this universe, and they might disrupt this match."

"Month Chariot Symbol?"

"... Has he already told you?"

"He's always been like that."

"I see."

Having roughly understood the premise of leaving it alone, the Beast King fell silent for a while, then suddenly asked.

"Why do you…?" "Your condition…"

"" ""

Some overlapping telepathic words, frankly speaking, do not hinder identification, but both parties also happened to be silent in unison.

"You speak first."

In the contest of who would yield first, the Beast King actually took the lead.

But Lipiya, disrespectfully, a single sentence was startling.

"Does your condition count as fare evasion?"

"……"

Then silence ensued.

Once again, silence dominated the air.

After that six-second silence, the Beast King's voice sounded again, with an especially abrupt question:

"Why did you choose to spend your time here?"

Although He had already helped a demon once, that was merely a momentary impulse. Although He did not regret or stop, if one were to say He understood something…

He merely acknowledged Aomo's earlier statement based on surface impressions—that this planet is truly stable.

Stable to the point of having no conflict of monster tamers struggling to survive, nor any opportunists causing chaos by confusing right and wrong.

Under such stability, these people's life goals can be all over the place.

This might be a good thing… The Beast King still retains some human-era values, considering such a social form to be quite ideal, though not as good as the Land of Light by any measure, yet there's no need to disparage it.

After all, even in His past world, He never experienced any hardship of struggling to survive or the pains of war.

Those are others' experiences, the stories of followers and subordinates who endured great hardship to gain an audience with Him.

And He is the Beast King.

He has only known pain so ancient it's almost mottled, and the so-called hardship only came from expending much strength when facing legion sieges, with some of those He promised a future failing to follow His pace.

Moreover, most of the time He stays in His own space base cruising the galaxy, not participating in ordinary disputes and battles, sealing His inner self with the armor of the Anbela Star People.

As long as He controls Himself, even while protecting the universe, this makes His base rarely subject to intrusion or attack.

But conversely, you could say He spends all day in autopilot, withdrawn.

He has no other pursuits or hobbies, just standing there day after day, a homebody utterly empty and boring—how could he claim others are wasting that power and value?

He needs no one's lecturing; He knows best in his own heart.

Even strolling through the academy counts as novel, even wandering about seems endlessly enjoyable to Himself, and even if He had doubts or resentment, He ultimately said nothing.

On the contrary, upon seeing those two blood-pressure-raising Ultramans' choice, He immediately returned to cheer for Aomo.

Everyone has different pursuits; the Beast King, once worshipped by countless and having listened to countless desires, fully understands this fact.

But even understanding this much does not prevent Him from continually questioning these 'people's' choices.

"If I must say…"

And now, He has chosen a theoretically most honest and normal target to ask, and the other party indeed adopted a sufficiently contemplative posture, though the answer given was rather casual.

"I just happened to be free; Sai Luo asked for help and I came… Looks like you don't want this kind of answer…"

As an Ultraman, Lipiya's sensitivity to emotional fluctuations is no weaker than Aomo's; he can easily perceive the Beast King's emotions.

But whereas before, He could sense but not necessarily understand, now He is clearly somewhat different.

"If it were Sai Luo, no, should be Jie De," thinking of Sai Luo's possibly blunt remark, He substituted a reference to Lipiya and replied, "He would probably say he just wants to help those who need help…"

"... Truly a model answer."

As the Beast King sighed inwardly, wondering what He was expecting, He again heard Lipiya's voice echo in the void: "You haven't asked Aomo Lindun, have you?"

"Can't you tell? He watches Umamusume just like those spectators."

"The so-called fans are merely a nicer term for believers."

"Worship always has a reason; the answer you seek is still with him," Lipiya said, turning to gaze at Gechengwangpai who was roughhousing with friends, paused, "but perhaps I can understand a bit."

"What do you want to say?"

"Light."

"Light?"

"The reason Gechengwangpai can be of one mind with Ultraman is also the reason why the horse girl's competition can receive acclaim."

"In such a competition, seeing light?" Beast King turned his head to gaze at the Saichang that was too minuscule for Him.

"The stage for displaying virtue knows no high or low, Beast King."

"Indeed."

"It's not really an excuse; indeed, the Beast King, who belatedly understood after these words, swept his dark-red eye sockets over the safety exit 2.3 km away."

"There, the convergence of monster aura was especially obvious, yet it never received direct attention."

"This restraint actually made Him think of the recent communication, about Aomo saying something pretty lively…… He could immediately see where those horse girls who had appeared beside Aomo were, seeing that Rudolph and Sirius were each in their own audience seats, and that woman called Speed Symbol, the mimic woman, whose recorded life's radiance had not yet appeared within the sensing range."

"This also made Him feel somewhat surprised at the hesitation of the Moon Rush Symbol; He never expected a guy whose mind is full of pursuing power to achieve great things to also have such indecisive timidity."

"Is this also what's called leaving it alone?"

"Perhaps it's merely a coincidence, but He couldn't forget that guy who specially went to that theater to investigate the Moon Rush Symbol's rampage; He felt this should also belong to some sort of calculation at the moment, and subconsciously intended to contact the other party for confirmation, yet he only received that repeated mechanical phrase over and over."

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