Is the hegemon's gentleness...?

These words, after a moment of stunned silence, were abruptly swallowed back by the playful Johnny. Her excellent professionalism allowed her to quickly adjust her mindset and instead shout:

Let us cheer, let us celebrate!

The ultimate winner of this year's Hellfire Ride is Lucy, the daughter of Calydon!

The scene fell silent for a moment.

But then, even louder cheers ignited the atmosphere.

While it was surprising that Pompey didn't win in the end, it was even more exciting that Lucy ultimately became the overlord.

You should know that Lucy is not the eldest son of Calydon.

He seemed even further from the position of hegemon than Caesar.

But it is precisely because of this that Lucy's position of dominance is even more astonishing and can be called legendary!

"Lucy!"

"Lucy!"

The next moment, the entire stadium was chanting Lucy's name.

Lucy proudly raised her little face, unaware that her face was practically smeared with laughter.

...

On the other side, in the sand dunes a little further from the track.

Fagar handed Pompey a bottle of mineral water, then took a sip from the half-full bottle that Ellen offered, and said softly, "How does it feel if the cheers aren't for you?"

Pompeii is now much better in the Hollow; the effects of the drug have worn off, and his ether resistance is gradually returning.

With the help of Fagga to suppress Pompey, he quickly recovered to his previous state of health.

After the Hellfire Ride, he inexplicably aged considerably. Silently watching Lucy's retreating figure, he finally sighed.

"I'm getting old, and eventually someone has to take my place..."

Phaga glanced sideways, while Pompey looked up at the sky.

The outer ring road is not as polluted as the city center, and you can already see a few of the brightest stars at dusk.

Pompey watched silently, as if searching for his own image, and reached out his hand as if to grasp one.

After a long while, he suddenly realized how far away the starry sky was from him. Pompey shook his head and sighed:

"I'm a little worried about how far Lucy can take the outer ring."

"Then just go and keep an eye on it."

The voice that drifted from beside him startled Pompey, who abruptly turned his head away.

Fagar had already stood up, smiling as he took Elaine's hand and walked away into the distance, waving goodbye.

"I remember that the motorcycle alliance on the outer ring has always been led by the dominant player, but the position of vice leader has always been vacant, right?"

"If you're worried, just talk to the newly appointed overlord; she'll understand the bigger picture."

"Oh, and remember to have the son of Calydon return the off-road vehicle to me after he's finished using it."

As Fagga was speaking, he suddenly felt a force on his hand.

Turning my head, I saw that it was Ellen who had stopped in her tracks.

"Um?"

Fagga tilted his head, slightly puzzled.

But the next moment, Eileen turned to Pompey and said:

“I remembered something. I told Bernice that I promised her the werewolf was under the chassis of the off-road vehicle, and that she could find it herself.”

Beneath the wheel is Morse.

Originally, it was supposed to be dragged along, but during the fire lake incident, Eileen tied his body to the bottom of the cart.

Poor thing, he was jostled all the way, even worse off than Lucius.

However, Ellen didn't care.

She was more concerned about the soundproofing of the hotel that Fagga had found for tonight.

because...

Eileen looked up; the twilight was quietly fading, and the darkness of the night was growing ever deeper.

Night is falling...

(Did anyone think it was Lycaon's?)