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Chapter 1604 No.220: So he pulled it back to the ground
Being born a king is not something incredible for the Holy Terra Federation, which has a long history of divination culture.

Many couples are willing to spend the same amount of money as an ordinary person for one or two months to find a highly regarded fortune teller to predict the future of their children.

The Symbolist family even has its own trained fortune tellers who can early identify the emperor who can push the family from decline to revival to the next level.

Symboli Rudolf/Rudolf symbol.

That child must be named this.

The name of the former Holy Roman Emperor, Rudolf I von Habsburg.

It is also a name that equally boasts the title of emperor in the arena of another world.

Anyone who has some knowledge of the time traveler circle will know about his achievements in the field of horse racing. Even earlier, more than a thousand years ago, there was a history of a horse racing girl with the same name who had won consecutive victories, all of which speak of the glory of the name of this horse racing soul.

So the whole symbolic family was excited when the child was born that year.

Men, women, young and old all looked expectant, and even the usually gloomy and heavy family atmosphere was eased for a time, especially after the child indeed showed intelligence and running talent that lived up to his name, the tribesmen were more willing to believe.

I believe that she can replace her mother who failed to achieve anything on the field and live up to the expectations of her old master.

Those years were also the most relaxing time in the memories of most of the members of the Symbol family, even Yuechi Symbol was no exception.

At that time, everyone's hearts were full of anticipation.

There are expectations for a better future for the family, expectations for the improvement of the mother-in-law's personality and the improvement of the family atmosphere, and also expectations that the mother may be able to show her skills, set an example for the children, and pass on that shining brilliance.

And more importantly, children’s expectations for school life.

In that time when the house was once like a happy family, the child who was born to be king was allowed to have nicknames like Luna/Luna/Moon inherited from his mother. There was family harmony that could tolerate even the moon. There was also the passion and tenacity to persist with excellence and praise even though the study content was heavy, covering everything from liberal arts to science and martial arts.

To be allowed to play with Sirius, to have an uncle secretly bring a deep immersion device for her, and then to be scolded by the speed symbol who calls her grandma instead of grandma after being discovered, and then she would dare to do it again next time.

Comics, novels and the like. That uncle named Yue Chi, who obviously couldn't even keep up with the topics of animation, would stupidly drop one or two books in his and Sirius's room every time he came to visit his parents. Then Sirius and he would secretly hide them, and when they met again, they could read them all together.

Fantasy, games, adventure, romance, everything is included. It seems that my uncle has very diverse tastes. My mother even scolded him for watching Ultraman and Kamen Rider at such an old age.

Did he really watch it? He refused to show me how to transform even when I asked him to.

Luna was puzzled by this, but most of the time, she didn't have time to think about it.

She was very busy, always having too many things to learn, so busy that she often couldn't meet up with the other star on time.

But the other star is always willing to wait, even if it means waiting in a secret base beyond the curfew set by his parents.

Luna would always come, even if it was late into the night, Sirius was willing to wait.

When Luna poked her head in, she looked like a ghost in the pitch black, and always scared her so much that she screamed a few times. Then the two children ran away tacitly, avoiding the adults who came following the sound. They didn't blame each other for being late or doing bad things, but only giggled after avoiding the adults.

The memories of those who were frightened were not long, so the tacit understanding of hiding and then reuniting, and occasionally cooperating in cover, became more and more obvious.

But no matter how many weeks, months, or even years passed, the child named Luna was always passive and shy, while the child named Sirius became more active and rude, which did not quite match the adults' expectations.

But that's about it.

But since it is called 'those years', then that time only lasted for those few years.

Just two months later, my mother died in an accident that was definitely not an accident.

Within half a year, his father, who had married into the family as a son-in-law, also disappeared.

There are fewer and fewer people who call themselves Luna, and more and more people who do not allow others to call them Luna.

The name Rudolf is regaining its accustomed place, just as everyone is looking forward to the arrival of an emperor to put the family back on track.

They always say that they have to work harder, that the family situation is not optimistic, that their father has just gone far away, and that their mother is just watching them from another world.

He would get angry when he saw himself playing with Sirius, tell tales when he saw comic books in his room, and asked Sirius to start calling him Rudolph. In the end, everyone called him Rudolph.

And I have also gotten used to the name that is accompanied by a submissive reaction, and I am used to taking the initiative with some courage, and being more straightforward so that those people will not point fingers at my actions.

——Then use this behavior to stop their bad judgment, and begin to realize what kind of person they are gradually becoming, and even more begin to realize that the education they have received since childhood is trying to make them become what kind of person...

In the end, she did become that kind of person.

She began to get used to people calling her the emperor, on the field, in school, and even...

In life. She took on the responsibility of a leader, not only leading and commanding the servants in the family, but also taking over the burden of the student union that her predecessors always complained about, taking on the unusual power because it was the central government, and regarded the ideals expressed by the chairman as her own goal, longing for a happy future for every horse girl, just because she carried their trust, expectations and even admiration.

With great power comes great responsibility, but with authority comes great responsibility.

And the symbol of Rudolf, who had unknowingly gained great power, naturally took on the responsibility, but pushed it to a higher level, just because of the shackles called the emperor.

The emperor of the racetrack, the president of the Central Student Union, Luna in the eyes of her friends.

Yes, Luna, she had mentioned this childhood nickname to her hard-earned friends, not her childhood sweetheart named Sirius.

But it’s not so much that I wanted them to call me that, but rather that when talking about my childhood, I remembered that it was a topic of conversation, and my friends became interested in it and decided to use that name as a nickname.

They seemed to think it was a lovely name, but the emperor himself didn't seem to mind it.

But it doesn't matter...

She accepted that title only because it showed her friends' concern. As for the feelings during that time...

In Sirius's always complicated gaze, she could only pretend to miss him, but in fact there was no softness in her heart.

She would occasionally wonder if she was abnormal, but she felt that she had no reason to seek normality. As early as several years ago, she could only find the reality of life on the court. After retiring, everything was out of inertia. Even when facing those eyes full of admiration, she was silent in her heart.

I wondered if I could ever find my original intention, but I also felt that there must be something wrong with my brain that caused me to think about these meaningless things.

Isn’t it enough to just watch the students running?
Isn’t it enough to just look at the results of your hard work?

Everything was going on the planned track, even the result of his uncle's rebellion was extremely ideal, allowing him to finally intervene in the family and rectify the bad habits that made Sirius unwilling to go home.

Finally, Qian Ming's challenge came again, and with the support of the head of the family, he could finally return to the competition.

That's enough.

Seeing everyone chasing after happiness, even friends were vying for the favor of the young man whom he admired. Although he should resist or even rebuke them from the perspective of the student council president, since they were chasing after happiness, he should just pretend not to see it... And sometimes, he could understand why they ignored the secular concepts...

But why...that person's gaze always makes me silent.

It always reminds me of the past, the way Qi Cao, Bai Ren, Qian Ming, Sirius and the others looked at me at that time.

Thinking back to that inexplicable feeling, and that sense of panic and helplessness, it was as if I was indeed doing something wrong, something that was absolutely wrong even for me as an emperor. But once I thought in that direction, it would make me become unfamiliar, weak, passive and shy, an attitude that should definitely be abandoned!

Why... do I feel more and more tired?

In that Dream Cup, she was almost caught up by Bai Ren... Even though she was celebrating her victory, she knew that her condition was not good.

Did the trainer do something to her? She thought about it over and over again. The only variable during these days, the only variable that caused her mood to fluctuate, was just that one thing.

We are clearly fellow travelers, and I have clearly given you that much trust...

Should I just say it directly?

Should I expose his tricks and go back to my original state, back to the state that was impossible to be tired?
she does not know.

Just because the emperor cannot show weakness, day after day he gets along with him, day after day he gets along with everyone, showing the attitude and reaction that should be expected in that position, showing the appropriate humor and entertainment, telling those jokes that are not sure if they are funny, joining them in their intimacy and pranks on the trainers, pretending to be the same as them, but not being active, in the end...

She went to the theater with her childhood sweetheart and friends.

What happens after that?
She couldn't remember clearly.

She only knew that when she came to her senses, something seemed to have changed, but the scene before her made it impossible for her to care about the illusion.

She was standing in a seductive and evil space at the moment, looking at Omar, who had sweat on his forehead, his right arm twisted and slowly twisting, and gasping for breath, and Sirius, who was staggering and kneeling beside Omar, looking at her and smiling ostentatiously.

Listen to what she said...

"Haha, that's what I said..."

"She will eventually join me..."

"No need to make an appointment... any agreement, any promise... it's not necessary at all."

"I'll wait until she does. It's just that the track is... a little long."

The trainer, whose lips seemed to be twitching, looked at himself and gave a not-so-stable smile.

“…Indeed.”