No Beast Girls on the Western Front

Because the contrast between the two figures, one black and one white, was so striking, it took Payne several seconds to realize what he was seeing—

White hair and red eyes!

Having been in this other world for so long, this is the first time I've seen a special attack targeting Chinese people—white hair and red eyes!

But before he could even feel excited for a second, he started to worry: in the drab battlefield environment, her white hair was just too conspicuous, making her a sitting duck.

Sigh, survival is the most important thing; everything else has to take a backseat.

If only war hadn't broken out...

That way, I can appreciate the beauty of beast girls with the purest mindset.

Seeing that Lacey had already gone up and was circling around the two beasts, sniffing them, Payne knew this was not the time to sigh, so he said, "Relax, sit down."

The two beasts exchanged a glance, watching Lacey's movements as they sat down on the ground.

Knowing this was a dog's social behavior, Payne didn't stop Lacey. He just glanced at the water in the lunchbox, which wasn't boiled yet, and said, "Wait a moment, the tea will be ready soon."

"What's going on with you two? Why did you come here by yourself without anyone accompanying you?"

The two beasts exchanged another glance, and the handsome black hound said in a very calm tone, "We are orcs from Corporal Lewis of F Company."

“Oh… Lewis, I know him.” Pine nodded.

He had worked with Lewis twice. Lewis's attitude towards beast girls was neither good nor bad; he treated them like livestock, but he wouldn't deliberately mistreat them.

I vaguely remember that F Company generally treated beast girls very badly, so this guy and his beast girls must have been under a lot of pressure.

However, the last time the two met, the black and white duo were not yet there, so it seems that his beast girl squad has changed quite a few beasts.

“Yes, he mentions you to us occasionally,” the hound girl said calmly.

There are only two or three animal trainers in a group, so it would be abnormal if they didn't know each other.

"So, you two came to see me alone, is something wrong with him?" Payne continued to ask. He already had a premonition.

The hound girl lowered her head, looking somewhat forlorn. The white horse girl glanced at her and answered for her, "He's already gone to see Yiya. He was hit in the chest by a burst of bullets. It was during the last battle."

"I knew it..." Payne nodded with some regret. "Then why are you only arriving now?"

The hound girl's voice was deep: "Company F suffered heavy losses. The company commander and deputy company commander were both killed in action, and the chaos has continued until today."

"Nobody wants to take care of us. We don't know what to do, where to go, or even where to find food."

"In order to survive, we had to scavenge the food left behind by the French."

"They sent reinforcements today, but not new beast tamers, so they sent us away and told us to come find you."

Payne showed no expression, but glanced at the lunchbox again—the water had boiled.

"Oh, you guys are lucky... Did you still bring your equipment?"

The two beasts subconsciously touched their clothes, which had several tears, and shook their heads at the same time.

"When we were kicked out, we didn't have time to take anything... and we don't dare go back to get it now..."

Payne had already guessed this, and he took out the food he had prepared for the beast girls—a stainless steel lunchbox that he had seized from the French.

"Take it and use it, don't be shy. No wonder you haven't been sending me any new beast girls. You were thinking the losses in this battle would be heavy, and you could just pack up the surviving beast girls and bring them to me after the battle..."

After pouring some tea for the two beast girls and one beast, Payne opened his arms and smiled, "Anyway, welcome to B Company's beastman squad."

Chapter 88 LXXXVIII. True Uma Musume (Horse Girls)

As the four beasts and the two newcomers sniffed each other to get acquainted, Payne was also observing them more closely.

The white-haired horse seemed quite energetic; even among the generally lively and active horse girls, she was one of the more active ones, and soon she started chatting with the cows, sheep, and squirrels.

As for the hound girl, even in peacetime, her eyes are very sharp, and her behavior is calm yet vigilant. It seems that she has more of the genes of a fierce dog than Lacey, and she should be a good fighter.

Her protective behavior was expected. When Lewis's death was mentioned, the white-haired horse girl seemed indifferent, but she also appeared somewhat lost.

However, she has temporarily put that matter out of her mind because she is currently engaging in silent canine socialization with Lacey:

Lacey circled around her again, then leaned in a little closer to sniff her—a gesture of friendliness.

But the hound girl didn't seem to appreciate it. After a polite sniffing, she actually rested her chin on Lacey's head as she approached—a rather unfriendly act, almost a provocation.

It's probably the domineering nature of a fierce dog that's at play; it wants to establish its position above Lacey.

Lacey didn't hold back at all. After feeling her head being pressed down by a chin, she immediately opened her mouth and gently bit the other person's neck as she caught a whiff of the neck—a message that conveyed, "I am stronger than you, don't provoke me."

Payne kept a close eye on the two dogs, fearing that the aggressive breed might start fighting at any moment, and was prepared to intervene at any time.

The hound girl's eyes did indeed flash with ferocity for a moment, but as Lacey raised her head to look directly at her, her gaze slowly softened, and in the end, she even lay down on her side—this was already a sign of weakness.

Lacey pressed her advantage, sitting directly on the other woman's waist and looking down at her from above.

Now even Payne had to look at Lacey with new respect—mounting wasn't just about showing dominance to the other person, it was also a declaration to everyone (and beasts) around.

I never imagined this silly dog ​​could be so imposing. It didn't flinch even when facing a fierce dog, and it actually managed to intimidate the other one.

Seeing that the two dogs had started sniffing each other's butts and communicating in a friendly manner, Payne felt relieved and turned to look at the cows, sheep, and squirrels, who were chatting quite animatedly around the horse.

The first thing he heard from Ma Niang made him lose his composure:

"...That's right! I'm the genius Marco Beastman who won first place in the 1000-meter race in Asong County! If it weren't for the war, I would have gone to the city to compete!"

Good heavens! This is a real racehorse girl!

However, Paine had never actually ridden a horse racer on Earth, and he didn't know what he was getting so excited about...

Similar to Earth, this world also has a long history of competitive activities that test the speed of horses and the riders' ability to control them.

Shortly after the creation of female horses, a horse racing club seized the opportunity and announced that it would recruit and train outstanding female horses and hold a female horse race soon.

Seeing the enthusiastic response from the public, the German Equestrian Federation immediately followed suit, convening major clubs across the country to jointly hold the first Horse Girl Competition, which was a great success.

If you count them all, this year should be the tenth competition.

Seeing the surprised looks on the faces of the cows, sheep, and squirrels, and even the human Payne casting an interested glance, the white-haired horse smiled slightly and continued:

Want to know how I got to where I am today? I have to tell you all about it!

"At first, like all Marco Orcs, I was bought by humans and forced to do heavy physical labor."

"I work at a salt mine that's doing really well. All the other orcs think the work is incredibly arduous, but I always find it quite easy."

"If I didn't want my boss to increase my workload, I would run around the mine every day after work."

"At first, no one noticed anything unusual about me, and I didn't pay any attention to it myself."

"Until one day, a relative of the boss came to help at the mine. He was an expert in orc research."

"He could tell at a glance that I didn't struggle much when pulling the mine cart, so he decided I was a good horse and suggested that the boss let me enter the competition. The prize money would be much more than pulling the mine cart!"

Because information was still quite limited in this world, the cows, sheep, squirrels, and dogs (Lassie joined later) listened with great interest to the stories told by the white-haired horse girl, but Payne found them increasingly familiar—

Isn't this the story of Bo Le recognizing a talented horse?

He glanced at the hound girl again. The dog seemed uninterested in listening, only looking at Lacey with a slightly wary expression, and picked up the lunchbox to take a sip of tea.

Then he got burned so badly that his facial features all scrunched up...

It seems this isn't the first time she's heard these things from the white-haired horse woman.

If this guy isn't incredibly lucky, then he's probably just making it up.

The white-haired horse girl, already engrossed in her story, seemed oblivious to the scrutinizing look in Payne's eyes, and continued to ramble on:

"It's not just 1,000 meters! Whether it's 2,000 meters, 3,000 meters or 5,000 meters, I can easily win in Asong County!"

"I participated in almost every competition in the county and won every award I could get!"

"Ugh, the county competitions are so boring. I really want the war to end so we can compete in the city..."

"Even now, I still maintain a training plan of running more than ten kilometers every day, and I will stick to it no matter how late or tired I am!"

"Any beastmen want to train with me?... Oh, I just realized there aren't any Marco beastmen in your squad..."

Seeing that the other party had come to the end of their story, Payne decided to probe a little:

"Wow, that sounds really impressive. You can win championships in any distance, whether it's several kilometers or several kilometers. That means your explosive power and endurance are amazing, right?"

"Of course!" The white-haired horse immediately puffed out her chest proudly.

The small hill is not bad.

Payne nodded, used a twig to dig a few chestnuts out of the earthen stove, and then asked, "So what's your code name?"

"...Code name?" The other person revealed clear eyes. "Isn't it just 3515?"

Ha, a racehorse that can win all the championships in the county-level competition doesn't even have a code name? Nobody believes that!

But Payne didn't elaborate. He continued, "Besides speed racing, have you won championships in other types of competitions as well?"

She paused noticeably for a moment, but then immediately said confidently, "Of course!"

"Edge race too?"

"Yes!"

"Trail racing too?"

"That's right!"

"Barrel racing too?"

"……yes!"

When asked about the last event, she paused again—Pine felt that she had never even heard of these competition events…

"Even on rainy days, do you still insist on training?" he asked again.

"Of course! Rain is no obstacle at all!"

“So, should we move today’s training session to now?” Payne said, flicking a chestnut with his hand.

It's not hot anymore, you can eat it now.

The sharp-eyed Ruby immediately spotted this and screamed as she pounced on it: "Where did you find this?! I hid it really well this time!!..."

The white-haired horse girl was completely unaffected by Ruby's defiance of her superior. She immediately stood up without fear, and while doing warm-up exercises, she said:

"That's perfect! Let me show you my running speed!"