Having trained real horses, why are we now training racehorse girls after time-traveling?

"If they are one, then neither of them is destined to go any further. They must make choices. It's just a matter of who will be the first to harden their heart and leave."

……

"We're almost past the big right turn! The gap between the elite and the great opera is now at least four horse lengths."

"Although the King of Opera's stamina has not weakened at all, and he navigated the previous turns very well, this only narrows the gap between the two sides, but the gap is still widening."

"We're almost at the false straightaway. Will the battle between the Opera King and the Noble Family turn around?"

There's still no sign of an outbreak? The noblewoman looked back in surprise, but she couldn't catch a glimpse of the opera—after all, it was four horse lengths away. Unless the noblewoman's head could turn 180 degrees like an owl, she wouldn't be able to see the opera.

At this very moment, behind the Noble Clan, Good Opera continued running forward with her head down. She maintained her "momentum" and "domain," barely managing to keep a relatively parallel speed with the Noble Clan on the flat ground, but she could no longer go faster.

...No, rather, it's not that she didn't want to go any further, but rather that there was always someone pulling her back.

"...Ryuji, why are you holding my hand?"

"We're almost at the false straight, which will be a good opportunity for us to overtake. If we miss it, it will be very difficult for us to win."

However, when faced with Good Opera's question, Wada, who had just made up his mind to dance one last dance with Good Opera, was now riding on horseback in silence. He was wearing goggles, and no one could see his eyes at that moment—only he knew the weak tears that were flowing from his eyes.

"...Excuse me, good opera."

"But I can't do it—I really can't."

"I can't do it—I really can't ask you to risk breaking your bones to win..."

"Beautiful opera, I don't want to dance the last, most dazzling dance with you, I want it to last forever, I don't want to leave you..."

"..."

However, faced with Wada's heartfelt words, choked with sobs, the opera singer remained silent for a long time. She closed her eyes slightly, and tears finally streamed down her face from the stubborn eyes of this powerful woman...

Chapter 380: It's time to say goodbye, Ryuji

"...We all know, Ryuji, we all know, we can't bear to part with him."

"I can't bear to part with you either, Ryuji. I also want to... dance with you forever."

At this moment, faced with Hotan's genuine outpouring of emotion, even the best opera, even one as powerful as this "tyrant," simply cannot bring itself to rebuke Hotan for his "weakness"...

Weakness and gentleness are not the same thing, but they are often confused by some people. Gentleness means standing with people and accommodating their thoughts when they don't need you materially but need your emotional support.

Weakness, on the other hand, is when you are unable to make a decision and stammer when everyone needs your strong support but you are unable to meet their material or practical demands.

Wada considers himself a gentle person, but definitely not a weak one—a point that good operas share; they all see themselves in this light.

But until this day arrived, now, at an international gala like the Arc de Triomphe, a man who looks 20 but is actually in his 40s in spirit, and a racehorse girl who seems young but has actually lived through two lifetimes, both admitted their weaknesses at this moment.

Yes, they are grieving over their separation—though none of them have said it aloud, they all know that after this Arc de Triomphe, the pinnacle of great opera may be over.

Because a good opera singer enters the competition with the mindset of competing even if it means breaking a bone; she wants to meet everyone's expectations and win—but if she really wants to pursue these things, given her current level, it might be difficult for her to achieve them.

Her vigorous mental strength proved that she was always on the verge of breaking through her own limits. However, her physical body could not bear the strength of her spirit. If she were to break through her limits again, her body would not be able to withstand it at this moment. After this competition, her peak moment would be frozen and could never be replicated.

Even more seriously... it could drastically shorten her career, just like Anzai's premature aging, and not only that, it could even make her opera career very short.

It was even worse than what Wada remembered from the past...

When Wada learned that Good Opera had made up its mind, he understood that compared to a fleeting moment of glory, handing over victory to someone else and choosing to compromise out of fear of pain was something Good Opera found unacceptable. He also made a promise that no matter what choice Good Opera made, he would always stand by her side...

But how could Wada bear to knowingly push good opera forward, knowing that the road ahead would wound it?

—What's more, he's currently holding the reins of great opera; do you expect him to do all of this himself?

It's impossible, Hotan... it's really impossible...

At this moment, Wada acknowledged his weakness, and even hated it. He hated that after so many years, he was still unworthy to fulfill the dream that his overlord could not achieve.

Perhaps he really did hold back good opera; he still couldn't break out of the industry...

If Wada's weakness could be considered normal, then what the Good Opera said to him at this moment was enough to shock him.

At this moment, without a doubt, good opera is also weak; she acknowledges her weakness, admits herself, and is unwilling to leave Hotan.

“Ryuji… I don’t know when it started. Maybe we were destined to be together from the very first time we met.”

"Back then, I wasn't the king yet... Only you, who were so inexperienced at the time, were willing to believe in me. You believed that I could beat GI after three consecutive losses in my debut battle, even though you yourself weren't confident."

"Back then, to repay your trust in me, I challenged opponents I never dared to dream of before, winning time and time again, and incurring the envy of others time and time again..."

"Remember when they said you were just one of those lucky ones? But did they ever think that when I was unknown, did they ever care about me? No, no one else, only you, my Ryuji."

“Those who envy us, those who even want to replace you—they have no right to ride on my back, Ryuji. I once imagined that we would continue to win like this forever…”

“Especially now, Ryuji, I’ve thought I could run alongside you forever… We can be together forever…”

"...But now I understand, Ryuji, perhaps this is just a constraint for us."

"Perhaps it's not that you're holding me back, but that I'm holding you back, Ryuji. We've both bound each other."

"But I'm really happy, Ryuji, that we can still be together during this time."

However, at this point, a reluctant smile appeared on Good Opera's face. At this moment, Good Opera turned its head slightly, and from Wada's perspective, Good Opera (the horse) also seemed to turn its head slightly to look at him.

"—But perhaps, it really is time to say goodbye, Ryuji."

“We only need to help each other succeed, not restrict each other’s talents, Ryuji.”

"Go, try leaving the Overlord and becoming... the Overlord in your own heart."

"You've already done enough. Stand tall and face me."

"No, don't leave me..."

At that moment, as the words "Good opera" faded, Wada felt his consciousness being rejected. But before he could utter a sound, he felt his consciousness momentarily dazed, and the next moment, he was back in the audience.

He... was left behind.

She was left behind by the great opera that aspired to be a true "Overlord," much like the final farewell of an overlord who was disappointed in his son's lack of ambition. She hoped that he could grow up and reach a point where he could truly stand shoulder to shoulder with her, rather than being bound by her honors and talents.

She wanted to go to a higher stage to shine, and she also looked forward to the day when her beloved subject would no longer stand with her as a supporting actor, but sing his own grand opera—competing with her as a true rival on the world stage.

At that time, the "overlords" of this world truly made each other successful.

"Has the grandeur of a great opera...returned?"

At that moment, everyone who realized this felt a sense of disbelief. They had never imagined that a great opera could "leave" Hetian behind.

At this moment, even the renowned general "Raging Waves" was terrified. In his stunned mind, "Raging Waves" murmured in disbelief:

"The true overlord has awakened... What a magnificent opera... You really have a heart of stone..."

"But perhaps this is the right thing to do, good opera. You have made a choice that will lead you all to a brighter future."

No, to be precise, she entrusted her future to Hotan.

She chose to become the "overlord of the end of the century," to forever freeze her peak moment in everyone's eyes.

"—Now, only you and I remain, noble family."

At that moment, the opera singer wiped away the tears streaming down her face, but tears still flowed uncontrollably from her eyes. She had cast aside her constraints and chosen her final fate as the "Queen of the End of the Century"!

But now, this world-class grand opera is about to take a turn!

“You are from a prominent family. You have known the advantages of your bloodline since you were a child. You are proud of your bloodline and have fully demonstrated its advantages.”

“But I am different from you. I may have come from a relatively less brutal arena, but in such an environment, I have never been bound by my bloodline. My victories have never been victories based on my bloodline.”

"My victory was won through my own determination. My bloodline—it is my support, but never my master!"

"Now, the game is over. Let me show you the real 'End of the World Overlord'!"

No longer for anyone, for honor, for the future, or for Hotan, but only for himself, the "King of the End of the Century"—the opera king—revealed his true peak at this moment!

At this moment, she finally broke through that dangerous threshold. At this moment, it was as if the cap of a shaken Coke bottle had been opened, and everything that had been accumulating for a long time burst forth in the mind of Good Opera!

The noble family finally felt the threat from Good Opera. She turned her head slightly in disbelief to look behind her. She could not see Good Opera, but she could feel the real domineering aura coming from behind it.

Has she transformed? At this moment, the noble family understood the current state of fine opera, yet found it somewhat unbelievable.

Can she unleash such talent simply by breaking free from constraints? How long has she been accumulating strength to keep up with her partner?

"I can only control myself! It is me! The overlord of the end of the century—TM Opera King!"

"Now, let me show you my true [Domain]! My sisters from a foreign land, bound by blood ties! Its name is—[The Brilliant Overlord of the End of the Century]!"

At this moment, a golden [domain] seemed to cover the entire arena, and even Good Opera's eyes turned golden! This was proof of her true peak performance! It proved that at this moment, she had truly reached the pinnacle of her realm!

Chapter 381: A Fine Opera Without Restraints, A Brilliant World's End Overlord!

Without the constraints between them, running only for themselves—this was perhaps what the three goddesses originally hoped for in the horse-racing girls. They transformed the racehorses that Wada and his group were familiar with into human form, giving them wisdom, strength, and personality, hoping that they could run without being bound by anyone and wholeheartedly pursue the simplest form of running.

However, for some special racehorse girls, their bonds are their constraints—but these constraints may be their driving force, or they may be the pillar that gives them the courage to continue facing strong opponents.

Not all constraints are entirely negative; this is a lesson that good opera has learned itself.

But perhaps running only for myself... is the meaning of my existence.

This is the self that good opera, deep down, most yearns to pursue. Perhaps she couldn't feel this freedom when she was still a wild beast, because she was completely unaware of it at the time.

But now, she is running for herself, for the meaning of her existence—as she said, this world-class grand opera doesn't need a second lead.

She has her own significance; what she needs to prove now is the status of her opera within this grand opera.

Now, it's time to let go of the pillars of the past and give her the courage to become a true "tyrant" of her own!

"Let me show you the true all-out effort of the end-of-the-century overlord!"

A golden "domain" now covered the entire arena! However, just like before, it had no effect on any of the racehorse girls. This message sent alarm bells ringing in the hearts of the noble families at the front—what did this mean? It meant that this newly awakened "domain" of Good Opera only affected herself, rather than affecting other types of people.

The Noble Family's [Domain] puts Good Opera at a disadvantage because one of the biggest advantages of her [Domain] is that it is completely unaffected by the [Domains] of other racehorse girls. The Noble Family's [Domain], which amplifies itself, is a huge disadvantage for her because it renders one of her most powerful weapons useless.

However, the reverse is also true! Although the Noble Clan's [Domain] can provide a boost, it is mostly used as a support function. It is to allow her to run the race in a more ideal state with the boost. This kind of boost is far less than that of the Golden Master's [Domain], which is a truly strong boost.

If the [domain] is divided into regions, then Noble Families and Fine Opera should belong to the "Support" domain, while Golden Masters belong to the "Amplification" domain, and characters like Rudol Symbol and Rice Bath belong to the "Debuff" domain.

As for the exact nature of the new awakening of good opera, the noble family still does not know—but she has a very ominous premonition.

At this moment, she should try to widen the distance as much as possible! Wangzu felt increasingly uneasy. She had originally planned to unleash her power in the final straight section after passing the false straight section, but now... perhaps she had to accelerate ahead of schedule.

Thinking this, Wangzu gritted his teeth and unleashed his full acceleration! But Good Opera stared intently at her back and immediately gave chase!

"The Noble Clan has accelerated! The Noble Clan has begun to accelerate in the false straight section! And Opera King has also chosen to accelerate! The gap between the two is narrowing! Narrowing!"