Bathed in cheers was none other than Polaris Glare, Polaris Glacier.
Although the race had momentarily made the audience anxious, it ultimately ended safely.
Twenty races, twenty wins, ten G1 championships—this achievement was already enough to secure a place in history.
On the track, Petosky still hadn't come to her senses, or rather, she couldn't believe it.
She was so close, just a little bit closer, and she could have won, but that blue-haired figure had brutally shattered her illusion.
"What is this..."
She lowered her head, her eyes gradually stinging, then tears welled up uncontrollably.
Not far away, Guoyu Turan's expression was also somewhat somber; this was her first taste of defeat.
"Honestly, it really doesn't feel good. I think I'm about to cry too..."
"If you want to cry, just cry. It's nothing."
Rainbow Chaser had approached at some point, her expression a mix of helplessness and relief:
"Losing to Polaris Glare isn't something to be ashamed of. After all, she's different from us; she's a monster."
"A monster... that's just an excuse. Ultimately, it's our own lack of strength."
Guoyu Turan turned around, keeping her face hidden from the other party, and tilted her head up slightly.
"Sometimes, you just need an excuse like that..."
Rainbow Chaser smiled. Seeing that the audience's cheers were about to subside, she walked towards the blue-haired figure.
On Polaris Glacier's side, she was smiling and waving at Kumi Trainer and the others in the stands.
Suddenly, a somewhat familiar voice came from behind her:
"Polaris, if I'm not mistaken, your next race should be the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe, right?"
The ears on her head twitched. Polaris Glacier turned to look, and the person who came was, as expected, Rainbow Chaser.
"The Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe?"
"That's right, the pinnacle of world events, the peak that Horse Girls pursue, the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe."
Rainbow Chaser placed one hand on her hip, a smile on her face:
"Your next race schedule should be this, right? Don't tell me you're still planning to run low-level races. With your strength, charging straight to the top and becoming the world's strongest is the true path."
World... strongest?
Polaris Glacier pondered for a moment, then nodded and said:
"I see, I understand. I will participate. What about you?"
"Does that even need to be said? Of course, I'll participate too. Let's meet at the top of the world next time. Bye-bye."
Rainbow Chaser seemed very satisfied, nodding her head and making a gesture of farewell before heading towards the player's passage.
Polaris Glacier didn't linger much longer. After performing on the winner's stage, she returned to the manor with the Head Maid and the others.
The time came to four in the afternoon.
After waking up from her nap, Polaris Glacier washed her face, picked up her phone, and called her Mother.
Yuu Mai was not in her room at this time, nor even in the manor. She had gone out after lunch.
She said she was going to handle some matters at the local Horse Girl Academy and would probably be back in the evening.
The ringtone from the phone sounded and was quickly answered:
"Polaris? Is something wrong?"
"Ah, Mother, it's like this, I want information about the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe..."
After roughly explaining the situation to her Mother, she successfully received a document.
It's worth mentioning that her Mother was also a little emotional after learning that she was going to participate, but more than that, it seemed to be taken for granted.
She sat down at the table, opened her computer, and began to review the document.
"The Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe, held at Longchamp Racecourse in France, is a race in early October..."
Polaris Glacier mused, feeling that things in October had suddenly piled up.
There was the Prix de l'Arc de Triomphe, Yuu Mai's debut race, and then the Autumn Tenno Sho...
"One thing at a time, no rush. Also, this information needs to be sent to Kumi Trainer for her to see."
Days gradually passed. In early August, with the help of the Head Maid, Polaris Glacier and Yuu Mai each received dolls made in their likeness.
Both were dressed in their winning outfits, and their size was as previously imagined, similar to a body pillow.
On the twenty-second, Polaris Glacier changed back into her original black gown and participated in the Yorkshire Oaks, winning easily.
Polaris's majesty still remained; as long as she ran in front, she would never stop.
In the player's passage after the race.
"Congratulations, young miss."
"Thank you."
Taking the thermos handed to her by Kumi Trainer, she put the straw in her mouth, took a small sip, swallowed, and then suddenly said with some emotion:
"That white gown is certainly good, but I really feel more at ease in this black one..."
Compatibility is something that becomes very clear with just a little comparison.