As a professional tabloid reporter, Jenna's ability to get things done was beyond reproach.
After being scared off by the pressure from Godolphin and McQueen that day, she needed only two days to deliver both her interview outline and the competitor data she had collected to Kuroha.
Afterward, Kuroha kept his word and gave her a one-on-one exclusive interview.
During the interview, Kuroha revealed almost no substantive tactical information, but that did not matter. An exclusive first interview found nowhere else in all of Europe was enough, in traffic and commission alone, to let Miss Reporter make a very tidy profit.
So when Jenna walked out of the manor, even though she had the faint sense that she had been thoroughly exploited, she was not dissatisfied in the slightest. On the contrary, she looked like she was about to float off from sheer happiness.
"Still…"
Jenna stopped and looked back at the magnificent manor behind her with a conflicted expression.
"I leaked information about Suave Dancer and the others too. That… probably won't cause any problems, right?"
Her heart skipped a beat, and for so reason, she felt a pang of guilt, as if she had beco a traitor to France.
But that thought lasted less than three seconds before she decisively threw it to the back of her mind.
She was a reporter. What was she supposed to do, ask permission?
Could dignity be exchanged for money?
Could patriotic sentint buy a Hermès bag?
As a qualified reporter, this was exactly the kind of mont when one had to keep an open mind.
After promptly correcting her attitude, Miss Reporter humd a little tune and cheerfully walked away.
…
At the sa ti, inside one of the manor's rooms.
Kuroha sat quietly at the desk.
The computer screen in front of him had been split into several windows, each playing recordings of major graded races at the sa ti.
As he watched the figures galloping across the tracks on-screen, he narrowed his eyes and flipped through the information Jenna had provided.
"Generous, Magic Night, Blue Pistol, and… Suave Dancer."
"Even in the intelligence an ordinary reporter can gather, there are already at least four Uma Musu who have stepped into the second stage of Domain?"
Kuroha slowly exhaled and stacked the docunts in his hand.
"If this were two years ago, any one of these girls would have had the qualifications to contend for the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe. But now, they're all in the sa generation."
He had been ntally prepared for it.
Even so, the sheer number of genius Uma Musu suddenly erupting onto the overseas scene this year still surprised him sowhat.
There were still four full months until the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe, yet four top-class Uma Musu who controlled Domains had already surfaced.
And that was not even counting any Uma Musu who might still be hiding their information or true strength.
No one knew how many dark horses would be waiting in full readiness by the day of the main race.
"This year's Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe… looks like it'll be even more interesting than I expected."
After closing his eyes and thinking for a while, Kuroha opened his computer and began organizing all the collected information for later use.
The Three Goddesses' evaluation of McQueen was: the strongest of this era.
Purely in terms of numbers, McQueen was indeed flawless.
Not only did she possess the absolute top tier of physical data, but she had also awakened to the third stage of Domain, sothing no one else in the current era had reached: World.
But Kuroha knew very well that Uma Musu races were never gas where the winner could be decided by comparing numbers.
A toenail injury at the start, a late break, losing position, running out of stamina, terrible condition, a fully maxed-out UG losing to a B . These things happened all the ti.
Even an Uma Musu with every stat completely maxed out could still trip up in a ditch.
Kuroha could not control what happened during the race itself.
But at the very least, as McQueen's trainer, he needed to eliminate as many mistakes caused by off-track factors as possible.
"Tap, tap, tap!"
From the direction of the training grounds not far away, two thunderous sounds suddenly rang out, as if sothing were tearing through the air.
Even from such a distance, the sound of horseshoes striking the ground could still be faintly felt.
Kuroha was not surprised in the slightest. After saving the files, he shut the computer, stood up, and stretched.
From today onward, the brief period of leisure was completely over.
The overseas expedition had officially begun.
…
Chantilly Grand Manor, Dedicated Training Ground No. 08.
The blue-haired goddess stood at the edge of the railing, quietly watching the track.
Within her field of vision, two high-speed figures seed wrapped in wind and thunder as they crossed paths again and again.
Every now and then, however, the silver figure would take advantage of a mont when the purple figure failed to react and clip her with a sudden hit.
The amount of physical contact was practically maxed out.
"How's their condition?"
A calm voice sounded from behind her.
Godolphin did not turn around. She simply smiled gently and said, "Excellent. Little McQueen's adaptation speed to French turf is astonishing. In just one morning, she's already recovered at least eighty percent of her competitive form."
"At this rate, she should be able to face the challenges here in her complete state in about three days."
"Oh? That fast?"
Kuroha walked up beside Godolphin and looked at the streak of purple light on the track with so surprise.
"It looks like your previous training was very effective."
Godolphin shook her head slightly and said softly, "That's because the technique you taught her is just too suited to this kind of situation. It isn't entirely thanks to us Three Goddesses."
Kuroha did not refute her.
Wet Conditions.
Ever since he had exchanged for this adaptability skill after becoming a trainer, it had played an enormous role.
From Fujimasa March to Inari One, this skill had been passed down to several top Uma Musu. Now, as it ca to Europe with McQueen, it had beco the sturdiest cornerstone for her challenge to the summit of the world.
"My eye back then really was pretty ahead of its ti…"
Kuroha rubbed his chin. Fluorescent light flickered in his eyes, and at the sa ti, the system panel opened.
[jiro McQueen]
[Surface Aptitude: Turf S, Dirt C]
[Distance Aptitude: Short G, Mile B, dium S, Long S]
[Running Style Aptitude: Front Runner S, Pace Chaser S, Late Surger B, End Closer F]
[Unique Skill: The Duty of Dignity Calls Lv5]
[Domain: End of the Sky - World!]
[Skills: Prudent Positioning, Concentration, Wet Conditions, Professor of Curvature, Hydrate, Spring Runner, Stamina Keep, Maintaining a Lead, Highlander, Long-Distance Straightaways…]
[Speed: 1572, Stamina: 1724, Power: 1521, Guts: 1601, Wit: 1643]
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