When the bell in the college rang, a group of students with horse ears and tails were liberated from the classroom and walked out of the classroom in twos and twos.

As for a student who was punished by standing still and a student who ran away and then came back to 'surrender', he had to wait at the door of the classroom to listen to the teacher's lenient sentence.

Twin Turbine, who was caught sneaking around in the water during the penalty station in the second round, suddenly ran out of the classroom to inform Alli that Soko was back. Digital Alli, who begged for mercy with a very low profile, won the title of Sister in Distress today.

It's easy to say that the former is a habitual offender who skipped class, passed notes, and played with his mobile phone. He was punished as usual and was fined for plagiarism.

The latter made the teacher in class quite helpless.

After all, Ali Digital's class performance has always been very good. Although the sudden escape this time was unintended, and the reason for diarrhea mentioned later was even more untenable, the teacher couldn't say anything more.

In other words, next time, don't get up suddenly and rush out of the classroom. At least explain the reason. This will shock the students.

This statement made the latter rush to apologize to those students, and that was the end of it.

I can only say that the difference in treatment between poor students and top students is, ah, amazing.

But this is just a small episode.

The two teachers would most often mention the students' mischief while chatting in the office, but they would not notice that their surprises, which were a few minutes apart, were due to the development of the same thing.

What's more, I didn't notice that it all started with a new trainer who just came to the academy.

At this moment, the trainer had wandered to the northwest side of Central Treson College, which was a sparsely populated place.

Because this is the boulevard leading to the back mountain of the college, it is quite far away from the teaching building, and is separated from the training ground by a small forest, making it an extremely quiet place.

Students who are distracted, autistic, or even adventurous would probably come here, right?

Omo, who was holding a simple electronic map, thought this way, so he made this the last stop of his map exploration in the morning, just in time to avoid the crowds after school in the academy.

Omo had already known from Eliseko that he was recognized by some horse girls.

At that time, Arisuko lamented that Digital Masters were still so valuable, both in terms of observation value and roommate value - and rather than correcting this sigh that was too much for Arisuko, Omer first wrote down this fact, which led to his being dismissed by Arisuko.

The 'culprit' who blocks the road.

At the same time, it was at that time that I made up my mind to use the remaining time to get familiar with the campus.

Then in less than an hour, he had passed the canteen, gymnasium, tennis court, amphitheater, swimming pool and observation deck.

Forget about the student union.

Although becoming a trainer would more or less mean going to the student union to "see a dock", but in order not to cause any new troubles, Omer felt that there was no rush.

Be kind to your heart.

First he saw Representative Qianming, then he was 'interrogated' by Airi Souko, and then he went to the student union to see the emperor. It would be a boy's dream come true.

The two racing girls who had the greatest influence on him when he was a boy were also the two 'protagonists' of the Emperor's Prize (Spring).

Mr. C.B and Symboli Rudolf are both in this college.

He has already seen the former, and he also knows its permanent location of the latter.

But Omer is not the kind of fanatic fan who will immediately rush to ask for autographs. Instead, he is a rational player who will try hard not to appear to bother the person involved.

For this reason, he even pretended as if nothing had happened.

So there is no rush at this moment.

It was as if he had considered the rest of his time during this wandering around and did not go to the southwest side of the college.

There are also important facilities such as football fields and gyms there on the map, but if you go there, you will probably be surrounded.

So the woods are better, and the back mountain is better. Limen Middle School does not have such a spacious venue and such a large dense forest, let alone a "back mountain" that is a symbol of wealth.

Omer didn't dare to think about how much it would cost to buy a property with a hill in a place like Jiemen District.

And his own memory of mountain climbing is also very distant.

It's not that there aren't many mountains in the Jiemen area, but that he didn't have time to do this kind of thing in the past.

As for now, he could have considered spreading his wings and flying high, but the requirement for a sense of ceremony still made him start walking on the mountain road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, thinking that the humidity in the back mountain is not at the same level as the campus, and it is somewhat different.

question.

After turning away the chat screen with Bize and getting rid of the other person's envy and jealousy that he had quickly found a horse girl, Omo flipped through the weather forecast for the past few days in the Western District.

Although there is always a lot of rain in summer, it has been quite sunny in the past three days, and the tree species in this area do not seem to be able to lock in moisture.

Maybe, more fantasy?

One hand was holding the briefcase containing the Beta Demon Blade, and the other hand reached into his pocket and touched the card box with his fingers. Once again feeling the murderous intention that shocked his soul made his hand feel a little calmer.

To be honest, with the status of Central Treson, the security force is not bad at all. It can even be said that each student has special skills, and the possibility of being infiltrated by criminals is extremely low. As the pace progresses, even the mist

Strange things have also started to arise. It is more likely that some trainer or horse racing lady is secretly practicing source energy here.

But he still maintained his caution and continued to walk along the mountain road to the stone steps, going up step by step.

Then he looked at the torii gate vaguely visible above with some surprise. While confirming the information collected in his past memories, he recalled the electronic map.

what's the situation?

After confirming that there was no shrine marked on it and that he couldn't find anything similar in his memory, Omo simply stopped where he was and continued to draw the light screen.

First, I did a keyword search for "Central Tereson" and "Torii", and scrolled through twenty-three messages before finally seeing a record blog, which said that in the year 1,721, the three goddesses demolished the Central

Treson’s shrine, even the foundation of the torii gate was chipped away - “You really don’t want to come up here, do you?!”

The sudden greeting made Omer flick his light screen, clearing his vision and looking to the heights ahead.

But there was nothing there except the torii gate.

Omer was silent for a moment, then asked: "...Are you inside?"

Torii, the entrance to the divine realm in the Far East religious system, is used to distinguish the divine realm where gods live and the secular world where humans live. This is common sense to source energy practitioners and is something that can be tested on examination papers.

As for the God's Realm, it is very impressive to many new practitioners, but for Omo, the welfare home he once stayed in is located in the Demon Realm, and the Demon Realm and the God's Realm are places with similar concepts.

They are all developed based on the surface world, and are spaces between different spaces and the inner world.

The difference is nothing more than floor space, air quality, and who the residents are.

Thousands of years ago, the Demon Realm area was directly called the Demon Realm, and there were also other names such as Hell. However, there are dozens of special spaces with the name "Hell" on the earth. The Demon Realm has a lower degree of duplication and recognition.

Also higher.

It is precisely because of this concept that Morrison took him out of the Demon Realm and came to the real world, so he has no respect for these 'foreign lands' and is even a little too casual.

"Otherwise?! Why don't you come over!"

But the other person seemed to be more casual, and Omer could hear his irritation.

If this place is really the domain of God, then this God's patience is not very good.

Wait, the god of this place?

This place, Teresen, the gods of Teresen. Could it be those three?

Omo touched his chin and took a step forward. When he saw the torii approaching, he saw a deserted place before his eyes. He stepped in without any surprise.

The first thing I felt was complete silence.

There was no sound of wind and no sound of leaves rubbing against each other, as if everything was still. He looked at the intact shrine not far away and the thick sacred tree beside it, and then glanced at the terminal on the left.

The upper right corner showed a sign that it was not in the service area, and the voice that had just urged me - "Hey, you just don't want to look at me, right?"

Following this rude greeting that was inconsistent with the style of the Far East District, Omo felt his right calf being kicked.

Turning his head, he saw a purple-haired horse girl who was estimated to be 1.7 meters tall looking at him with a nonchalant expression.

The posture of leaning on the torii gate was also relaxed and freehand, and there was no trace of the fact that he had been kicked just now.

Among the three goddesses of horse racing girls, Dali Arabia, Godolphin Arabia and Bayer Turkey, who will she be?

The three ancestors of thoroughbred horses in other worlds also came to the world as racing girls. This is also knowledge written in history textbooks, but the pictures are too old.

Those old academics really value the weight of history and are unwilling to update photos with higher pixels. They insist on posting something as abstract as a totem in an attempt to create distance and majesty.

Will it really be majestic?

Omo looked at the purple-haired horse race girl in front of him, who was pretending to be chic and freehand, as if he was back on the subway seat looking at that hanging man in Bize, and asked tentatively:

"You won't always be here waiting for me, will you?"

Then he saw it.

The opponent's eyebrows stood up and he kicked him.

This kick is as fast as a shooting star.

He didn't see it clearly, but he didn't need to see it clearly. The moment he asked the question, he turned into a demon and took half a step back.

After half a step, the sharper hearing could hear the cicadas chirping back to the environment, the leaves rubbing against each other, and of course——

——The sound of wind.

The sound of the wind was very gentle, without the force of a supersonic kick.

He did return to the real world, and with this step back, he stood on the steps in front of the torii gate.

In the form of a devil.

"How dare you hide!" the goddess scolded in the divine realm.

"I think I'm right!"

Demons roar outside the realm of God.

TAMA’s 666 monthly tickets have been sold out, what are you doing?!

If you keep doing this, my manuscript will be destroyed!

Then comes the business hours:

Thanks to the leader of An Miao Ge. Alas, why can’t the author insert emoticons into his words?
Chapter completed!