Beating Up Melly, Merlin's Heavy Punch!

In the present world, the wind and rain ceased, and as the terrifying energy beams surging from the body of the Machine God dissipated, the dragon in the sky also completely disappeared.

As everyone looked up at the sky, the ordinary Roman Legion were all dumbfounded. They knew they had witnessed a true mythical battle, and the Celtic people who had come from Britannia and returned were already kneeling on the ground.

Because of the faith in his heart, and even more so because of the powerful force that Rovi displayed, which surpassed even the Dragon of Albion.

"Lord, your glory will surely shine upon the world!" Martha firmly believed.

Nero, hands on her hips, her buttocks swaying and bobbing in her long red dress, declared, "This is the glory of Rome, my glory!"

The young Maiden Emperor, far from being afraid of death because of the extraordinary power that Rovi displayed, seemed even more proud.

Boudica, on the other hand, was more concerned about the events taking place on the island of Britannia.

"The miasma seems to have thinned out?" She reached out and saw Britannia, which had previously been shrouded in miasma and whose hills and vegetation were only faintly outlined like ink, but now she could see more and see more clearly.

You can see the flowing river, the animals slowly emerging from its depths, and the newly sprouted buds swaying in the forest...

Boudica couldn't contain her joy, for the scenery before her was beginning to resemble the clear landscape of her childhood. "The calamity of Britannia has vanished."

"When Dang disappeared."

"It took me a lot of effort to solve this."

Before Boudica, two figures, one large and one small, emerged from the increasingly thinning miasma.

That was after the battle ended, when Rovi and Merlin, having regained their human form, fell from the sky.

As Rovi walked ahead, he patted his linen robe and pondered whether to change his attire, glancing sideways at the person behind him.

How are you feeling?

"It's... not bad?" Meeting Rovi's gaze, the petite girl-like figure paused for a moment, then nodded.

The girl, Merlin, who was transformed from the Dragon of Albion, now looks completely different from the huge, pale dragon she once was. She has long, silvery-white hair, with a small, dark, prismatic crystal on each side of her forehead, like tiny dragon horns, which accentuate her delicate and pretty elven face.

Her figure was petite and delicate, with slightly undulating curves concealed within dark blue armor. The armor clung to her body like a bodysuit, outlining her flat stomach and vaguely depicting the graceful curves of a mermaid. Her long, white legs swayed gracefully, and her forearms were covered by towering hand shields.

This outfit was entirely Rovi's doing. After witnessing Yu Ji's act of dressing up as "Xiang Yu," Rovi also simulated and created a lower-level mecha armor that replicated his mecha structure, a device that could transform into a starship mecha.

It's like Greek Divine System, with Starfleet centered around a god-king.

Each suit of armor is closely connected to the Rovi mecha, serving as a link to the terminal body and becoming a symbol of Rovi's "disciples".

At this moment, dressed in such attire, the girl's face appeared expressionless, but her golden eyes held a thoughtful expression. "From a 'human' perspective, it is indeed quite different from that of a dragon..."

"Who is she?" Boudica's expression turned serious the moment she heard Merlin's words.

Being a person, and being a dragon...

"Who am I? Would humans who live on this island and wantonly destroy my body ask such a question?" Merlin, puzzled.

This instantly confirmed Boudica's identity. "You evil dragon..."

"A dragon? I harbor no ill will toward humans. Hmm... Now that I possess the Spirit Origin of a 'human,' I shall refer to myself as 'I' for now!" Merlin head, pursed her crimson lips, and licked them with her pink tongue, causing them to gleam softly. "I am the embodiment of the island of Britannia. All I do is protect the environment, nothing more."

"But for the environment, you humans are the real 'evil'."

"I have no ill intentions toward humans; I am only doing this out of instinct as a dragon."

"Look, isn't this land more lush and verdant now than when you were here?"

That cannot be refuted.

The increasingly clear Britannia landscape, the increasingly lush and verdant scenery even more so than Boudica's own, made it difficult for Boudica to refute Merlin's words.

But she still felt resentful and unwilling to accept that the Britannia were being conservatively persecuted and oppressed for such a reason...

"Are you here for revenge? Against me...?" Merlin noticed the fire in Boudica's eyes and tilted her head.

But Boudica took a deep breath, quickly calming herself down, and then glanced at Rovi.

"I will not stop you from doing this, but I will not help you either. Ultimately, as a Advisor of Rome, I have fulfilled my duties. What remains is your personal matter." Rovi shook his head.

While not stopping the hatred, and not Rovi he had the right to be generous with other people's money, he still had to remind Boudica: "Merlin is very strong."

"I understand—" Boudica nodded, looking at Merlin with a very serious expression. "I know what you said makes a lot of sense, and I can understand your position, but as the Lord of Britannia, I cannot forgive you for hurting my family and my people."

If it cannot be forgiven, then it cannot be forgiven.

"So no matter how powerful you are, I will always carry on my obsession with revenge."

"Thank you for your help, Your Excellency Rovi."

"Next, I will rebuild my homeland, and I will obey the Will of Rome. As long as you and His Majesty can keep your promise, Britannia will become a sword in Rome's hand."

She is indeed a girl like the sword.

Watching the girl with her long red hair flowing as she bowed solemnly and turned to leave after speaking, Rovi couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

The beginning of the first century was indeed a brilliant era.

He glanced at Merlin beside him and asked, "Any thoughts?"

"It's a little bit magical." Merlin thought for a moment, then raised her delicate face. "I don't hate humans, but I've learned about them from the Jadeite."

"So human thoughts are this complicated?"

"This is nothing!" Rovi laughed, looking at the once majestic and enormous dragon transformed into this petite and adorable girl. A strong sense of contrast made him reach out and rub the girl's head. "Humans are very interesting beings. In the future, you may hate them, but you may also admire them."

"Admiration?" Merlin pondered.

Not wanting to disturb the Lord of Britannia from revealing his will, Nero approached Boudica after she left, saying, "Hmm? What a lovely child! Where did you bring her from?"

The Maiden Emperor swayed her skirt and stood before Rovi, showing considerable interest in Merlin.

Such delicate and lovely girls are rare.

But before she could get close, Merlin darted behind Rovi and hid.

"I hate this smell, I don't like it," she said softly. "Could you please stay away from me?"

"Hmm?" Nero tilted his head.

Rovi knew the reason. "Merlin finds the permission for the Moon Cell on you disgusting."

"I am the perfect emperor... never mind, don't hit me on the head!" Nero took a half step back.

"This little girl who's all talk and no action..." Rovi rolled his eyes. "She's that dragon from earlier, her current name is Merlin, and she's also my first disciple, ' West Gate '."

He is also Michael, the archangel under Yahweh.

"You almost killed her by taking the permission to use the Moon Cell. She'll hate you now."

"So that's how it is. So it's because I'm too perfect that she feels ashamed of herself?" Nero didn't listen to a word.

Rovi finally couldn't resist and tapped Nero on the head.

The Maiden Emperor crouched down, clutching her head, at the sound of "Um."

Martha stepped forward, spear in hand. "Your Holy Son, Your Excellency."

"First Apostle."

Clearly, Martha had also heard Rovi's introduction of Merlin from afar.

Merlin poked her head out from behind Rovi, her slightly immature yet delicate and charming face nodding slightly.

"Hmm, so it's all over now!" Perhaps she was gradually getting used to it, Nero quickly stood up this time, her surging breasts revealing a glimpse of her ample bosom. She put her hands on her hips. "Now, you and I should return in triumph, shouldn't we?!"

"When I return, I will definitely compose a ballad about this journey to commemorate my achievement of Britannia on my first expedition. The title will be..."

"The Triumphant Return of the Roman Emperor and His Empire's First Advisor!"

Strictly speaking, only the emperor's return journey can be called a 'triumphant return', but Nero did not care.

To her, Rovi was someone she could completely trust and rely on, someone who could also enjoy the glory of Rome.

These trivial details are of no value to a young girl.

However, Rovi rejected Nero's suggestion. "No rush."

"There's one more thing that needs to be finalized."

"Hmm?"

"What is Your Majesty referring to?"

"My lord, what are you planning to do now?"

Nero, Martha, and Merlin looked at Rovi.

"It's time to deal with that peculiar, peculiar creature who's been secretly observing us..."

"Merlin".

"Exist."

"Do you want to beat up some guy?"

"Is it over just like that? Hmm... even faster than I expected!"

Wandering through a sea of flowers, one sees a massive spire, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, resembling a magic staff, standing amidst the endless expanse of flowers.

On this tower, the silver-haired nightmare girl ' Melly ' sat on the windowsill, swinging her plump legs encased in black stockings, her robes billowing. She placed her hands on her thighs, rested her chin on her palms, and revealed a hint of pleasure on her alluring and peerless face.

The scenery reflected in her crimson eyes is undoubtedly a representation of the present world.

She witnessed what happened just moments ago.

The Machine God that Rovi transformed into

The energy cannon, brimming with boundless magic, was unleashed, blasting the dragon from the sky to its knees.

The battle is over.

Melly felt a little regretful... Did that stupid dragon not realize he'd been tricked in the end?

"I was really looking forward to seeing her reaction... What a pity."

With a slightly upturned finger and soft fingertip, the girl traced across Melly's moist, crimson lips, her expression one of regret. "It seems that no matter how long one lives, stupidity is stupidity. It has nothing to do with age; it depends on one's experiences, right?"

"What do you think, Fou?"

She looked at the small, leopard-colored beast lying beside her. The beast raised its head and let out a soft cry, "Fou."

"Hmm? You think it's great too?"

Melly pressed her finger against the little beast's head, stroking its fine yet thick hair. "Speaking of which, you've been with me for so long, yet you don't seem to have developed enough wisdom?"

"A mere offspring of ' Human Evil,' born from the very essence of human desires..."

"Fou?" The little beast was a little confused.

Then he heard the woman beside him say, "What if we just throw you out of Avalon? I wonder what that would be like!"

"Fou!"

The little beast exploded instantly.

"Oh? Are you scared? Looks like you're not so stupid after all... Don't worry, I was just trying to scare you."

Dang Xin didn't say he wouldn't throw it away.

It's just not the right time yet.

But for some reason, the little beast's cries grew louder and more urgent, its soft sobs tinged with fear. "Fou, Fou, Fou!"

"Fou, when did you become so timid?"

Melly was stunned.

Or was she trying to remind herself of something?

Remind yourself...

What's going on? Did they enter Avalon?

"Damn nightmare, die!" A clear voice rang out, and before Melly could react, she was punched in the face.

The alluring half-Nightmare instantly turned sour, and she was sent flying.

The figure that threw the punch landed on the windowsill where it had been standing, on its drooping hands. A large shield covered its hands, and its figure appeared petite and beautiful beneath its flowing silver hair.

Merlin crossed her arms, clearly having overheard Melly's words. "The reason I couldn't deal with you before was because I hadn't found your true form."

"Now, let's see how you run?"

"Damn nightmare, how dare you deceive me!"

The nightmare of freefalling from the tower was completely submerged by an endless sea of flowers, with no sound of landing or impact.

She appeared in another place in an instant, stopping amidst countless flowers and foliage. Though disheveled, she appeared unharmed and remained calm. "The dragon formed from the hand of the Albion Dragon? Wasn't she dead? Could it be—"

Her crimson eyes turned to the side, filled with confusion...

"Melly, was the show good?"

"Um?"

Although she enjoys watching plays and finding pleasure in observing the world, the sound of this voice still made Melly freeze.

Because the person speaking is the true owner of the area where she lives.

This is the true origin of ' Avalon,' a high-dimensional world supported by the Holy Lance nailed to the ground, situated between the Sea of Stars and reality.

Fierce and King of Storms...

"Rovi-senpai, I've long admired your name!"

With a blink of her crimson eyes, Melly remained expressionless, her upturned lips gleaming slightly, making her even more alluring.