Chapter 1609: NO．223：A Tradition of First Going OOC (1K Monthly Ticket Bonus)

NO．223：A Tradition of First Going OOC (1K Monthly Ticket Bonus)

One hypothesis.

If… just saying if……

If that uneasy guess proves true, if the emperor has a reality different from his outward appearance, and the basis for deceiving his own eyes is not superb acting but the inertia built up day after day, then it is a naturalness that is not acting.

That truth is indeed not only cruel but hopeless, heading straight for the worst possibility; standing before us is merely an empty shell called the emperor.

By then, anything poured into that shell will only yield a hollow echo.

Even so, must you still believe in where the miracle lies, believe she still has room to be saved?

If that's the case……

Let's devise a plan.

Let's set down a drum score.

Write the talisman rods you're responsible for upward, those others are responsible for downward, and write together the aspects requiring cooperation.

There can be a score with as few as three lines, or even just one line, for simplicity; but the mark made at the very top of the score is always necessary, so that it's understandable not just to oneself.

Drum kit scores often require parts using both hands and feet; the plan to chase the miracle also needs the premise of multi‑person cooperation.

But just as ordinary people often struggle to adapt to more hands and feet, a plan helper that skips even the break‑in time should rightly be limited to two people at most.

A project team exceeding three people becomes redundant.

And for the miracle of tracing back the past, even a mere bystander consisting of just one person should not exist.

The demon who takes the middle ground between safety and efficiency would even prefer to excise the self that never took part in the other's past, yet doing so actually runs counter to the notion of safety.

Crafting an ending requires constants; different endings require variables.

The biggest variable is oneself; the resulting chain of variables is Sirius.

That ominous star, always skilled at invasion, naturally can charge ahead; yet the ominous star is ominous not merely because it bears an aggressive image, but because its appearance always exceeds expectations, earning it an inauspicious meaning from taboo‑minded folk.

Without a doubt, whether on the field or in such a battlefield, the symbol of Sirius is never a horse‑girl that lets you relax and go fully automatic.

This makes a commander stationed in the rear, overseeing the whole situation, especially necessary, and preferably a tranquil view suspended high above.

It may seem to ignore most developments, but in fact it constantly constructs, through subtle influence, the tide that lets everything unfold naturally.

Thus, the most concise and capable two‑person team is now complete.

"Really, you've kept me waiting, Luna!"

"——!" The distorted horse‑girl of lingering subconscious, of course did not mock the opposite demon who clearly held her life‑and‑death power yet merely tossed her aside.

She merely turned her head at the sound, in the instant she tried to pull away, and saw that the dim space beside her actually had a crack revealing the brightly lit outside world.

But before the reflex nerves that would convey her wish to 'hurry in!' could act, a pair of rose‑red eyes burst into her field of view——

Boom!

In an instant of struggle, a moment's loss of balance, the twisted emperor was knocked to the ground, yet due to numbness he felt no pain and easily retaliated!

"Really…! Disobedient!"

She dodged the tentacles and punches, thereby allowing him to rise; Sirius instinctively glanced at the distant Aomo.

"Don't interfere!"

"I'll time you." Aomo said calmly.

"Three minutes; if you fail, I'll directly drag her desire away in a demonic way and pick out her starlight."

"Then just watch quietly!"

Raising arm to unfold shield, lifting hand to draw spear, holding the monster card of Dark Lugia that Aomo had etched earlier, Sirius could suppress Rudolf just as easily.

Now, instead, one must control the intensity—but that is precisely her forte.

Don't forget, she has a little hobby of training dogs.

This hobby makes her always refuse to use Dark Lugia's ray that turns people into figurines, and it also gives her considerable accomplishment in the realm of folding and grinding that isn't lethal.

Even in the field of 'taming creatures,' torment has never been the focus.

Although treating the childhood friend who has repeatedly angered and disappointed her as a puppy to vent frustration also counts as stress relief, and it somewhat reveals a dark fantasy deep inside, the only choice she can make in those short three minutes is the soft-spoken words she is least accustomed to.

One hand dealt with the opponent's fierce, tactically aware high‑speed assault, the other used words from past memory to strike up a chat, while not allowing the distant Aomo to intervene…… She coped with great effort, yet never gave up.

Not because of any promise kept, but because of that unwavering conviction.

Firmly believing that the passive, shy Luna always possesses a resilience stronger than anyone's, and believing that the childhood friend, even if long unseen, has never truly disappeared.

Always thus.

When she is repeatedly held back by adult chores and the head of household's duties, unable to appear on time at everyone's secret base, making you also repeatedly wonder whether she will or won't come, whether you too, who would likewise be inspected, should sneak back…… at that moment, you only need to endure and wait.

Admittedly, Sirius's patience has never been ideal, but in this matter you can trust her just as she trusts Luna.

Believe in the trust unique to the obsessives of the symbol's household, believe that the clash of obsession with obsession can reveal specks beyond sparks, so that you may dispel the intricate sigil woven from converging claw‑tips.

Even if one accumulates more preparation time, a spell one is unskilled in will still feel somewhat unsteady.

On the contrary, Sirius's symbol has several times narrowly seemed about to suffer injury, yet it was only an appearance.

She wasn't hurt; just a bit of dust appeared on her decisive‑match outfit, but the words from her mouth caused the opponent's actions to hesitate repeatedly.

Just this scene alone, even if the Beast King says nothing, is enough to set his heart at ease, to freeze the completed sigil in his hand, and to focus all his attention on welcoming the final possible surprise.

Before dawn it is often darkest, and when you are about to win, it is also when the enemy's counter‑strike is most thorough.

Although Sirius is not lacking in combat experience, when facing the childhood friend who fights with her life on the line, how she reacts is a segment Aomo feels especially needs his intervention; thus, when that scene truly appears, his sprinting speed is swift.

So fast that it's hard to say whether the current wounds contain any recoil from his own speed.

However, for a demon who already possesses considerable self‑healing ability, this is of little consequence; merely, the awakened Luna cannot help but panic and feel apologetic.

"Wait a moment, I, I should have prepared bandages……"

"I'm fine, go check on her." Aomo pointed to the nearby Sirius sitting on the ground, smiling like an Uchiha.

Seeing Rudolf, who always consciously maintains a stable posture, reveal this flustered state, the originally fragmented fan‑heart seemed able to stick together somewhat.

Alas, idol obsession...

In this life, I've been somewhat harmed by idols.

But even though harmed, this person can still righteously point fingers at others: "Your doubting spirit has a problem."

"What?! You shouldn't be the one saying that about me!"

After waving off Lu Dao Fu's help and sitting on the ground unwilling to get up, Tian Lang Xing, having laughed, glared at Aomo's posture as if throwing a tantrum.

"Is this the attitude toward a great hero!"

"Don't argue, don't argue..."

"Ugh... can't... I'm not quite used to Lu Dao Fu like this..."

"It's not appropriate; when you just fused with the remnant soul of the otherworldly Sirius, you were even stranger than her changes, and even enjoyed being..."

"Shut up!"