Let Einzbern Kill Rovi? Only a Madman Would!

The elders of the Senate had no way out, yet they still dared not make a move against Augustus.

At most, he only dared to probe or subtly express his protest and struggle to the gods through that advisor who was deeply trusted by Augustus.

"That assistant is a powerful and mysterious figure. Although the existence of the Clock Tower and the Fey's Eye is a secret, I'm sure you all know a little about it."

"If we are to take action against them, we need to have the same strength."

"I have someone in mind, Magecraft from Greece, said to possess a power of True Magic that transcends Magecraft..."

Its name is ' Einzbern '.

"She has recently entered Rome's territory; perhaps we could try to make contact with her."

"One True Magic alone is not enough. Currently, in the name of our Senate, we can control one-third of the Empire's legions. Let's use them all..."

"Speaking of which, recently, that aide seems to have started to interfere in the army. That barbarian prince from Britannia has joined the army because he failed to be awarded a rank."

"We must act quickly,"

How confident are you?

"No."

"We have no choice but to give it a try."

The old man's voice trailed off, followed by another silent sigh, "We've failed. Let us disappear together with the collapse of the Old Roman Order!"

"There is one thing I urge you all to remember: we are here not to murder the king. Rather, we are here to..."

"Remove the King's Evil Advisors!"

"We are doing this for Rome, for Rome that belongs only to us!"

He waved his hand, sprinkling specks of volcanic ash onto the furnace in front of him, making the fire burn even more fiercely, the light illuminating the aged faces of the elders and gentry of the market with every detail.

This was their last stand.

A struggle over positions that was unavoidable.

For their 'Rome'.

"My Rome is as prosperous and beautiful as ever!" The next day, a lively voice came from the swaying and bumping carriage.

Rovi turned his gaze away from the view of the rolling mountains outside the window, which was filled with the morning sunlight.

He patted his clothes, which were different from before; the well-fitting classical suit made his figure look quite tall and straight.

This is the attire of an 'assistant'.

In contrast, there is no doubt that he is not in the Roman court at this moment.

It is outside.

With the assistance of the twelve 'Apostles', all measures are proceeding in an orderly manner. The overall framework has been established, and without any obstacles, many things can be accomplished simply by following the established procedures.

In just three months.

The fairies then scattered throughout Rome, with Melly holding the Fey's Eye in the city of Rome, guiding the reduction of redundant officials—yes, she, who was watching over the present world from within Avalon, was actually the fairy of the 'eye'.

Martha established schools and actively 'missioned' her mission. Boudica, who was unable to become the governor of Britannia, joined the army.

Everything proceeded in an orderly manner.

No matter how accurate the information presented from below may be, it is not as good as seeing it for yourself.

It would be more accurate to observe the changes in ' Human Order ' with one's own eyes.

Traveling around as a 'reformer' only adds to the momentum.

Of course, Rovi did not come alone.

He looked to his side.

The Blonde Maiden Emperor, dressed in a fiery red dress, stretched out her arms toward the dome of the carriage.

Nero Claudius lay on her side in the carriage, her body leaning against the armrests, her outstretched arms revealing the curves under her armpits, her raised legs resting directly on Rovi's body, completely oblivious to the fair and beautiful skin that was faintly visible beneath the light gauze.

"So, you're using me as a cushion?"

"Hmm? Why not? My player!" Nero sat down, but still turned to the side, with his legs on Rovi's thighs. "Or would you like to try it the other way around?"

"I don't mind at all!"

Nero swayed her plump thighs, her body extremely petite and slender. This Maiden Emperor possessed a rather proud figure, appearing extremely beautiful from the top down.

Unfortunately, all she got in return was Rovi's curled fingers.

Nero instantly pulled her legs back, sat upright with her hands on her hips, and her dazzling golden hair, restrained by the red bow on her head, swayed from side to side. She said, "Hmm?"

"Trying to be cute won't work!"

With a thud, Rovi's finger landed on the smooth forehead behind the hairline, turning Nero's 'mmm' into a painful whimper.

"I am the emperor..."

"I am your ancestor."

Ugh, damn it!

Nero stared wide-eyed at his magnificent, emerald-green eyes.

In fact, the Maiden Emperor was actually happy, not only because she had been staying in the Roman Court for some time and had long wanted to get out and explore the land she loved so much, Rome.

And also because Nero had long wanted to take a trip with Rovi...

"Uh..." Merlin, sitting opposite them, turned her face, which was half-covered by a mask, and asked, "Should we expel her?"

She didn't move, but her arm, which was covered by a shield, was slightly raised.

Nero stared.

Rovi waved his hand. "It's okay, no need."

"Yes."

Merlin then withdrew her hostility.

Okay, they're not even two people.

Not to mention there were three people in this carriage.

Even the carriages before and after the emperor's procession were, as before, protected by at least one legion of soldiers.

In fact, Nero's 6,000-strong guard was considered frugal among all the Roman Emperor.

This frugality was certainly not her own idea...

"I am from Rome, and Rome has sent so few people?" Nero couldn't help but ask, his voice echoing through the swaying carriage.

She protested. "The appearance of a perfect artist requires a perfect and solemn ritual—"

"This is not a reason for you to designate ten legions as a backdrop to showcase your imperial splendor." Rovi was quite blunt. "You are the emperor, and also the First Consul of Rome. Don't you understand the principle of superiors influencing subordinates?"

Before his departure, Nero devised an extremely large production schedule for himself.

The Maiden Emperor, who sees herself as a perfect artist, is not a saint of supreme virtue, or rather, an extremely self-centered emperor who never hesitates too much to satisfy her own desires.

She was aware of the hardships faced by the common people and would try to bring about change for them in her capacity as emperor.

She was actually just like other emperors, enjoying extravagance and lavish displays.

If it weren't for Rovi's suppression, the force that would have been sent out wouldn't have been just a full-strength Roman Legion of six thousand men, along with a number of Roman Imperial Guard.

"Hmm?" Faced with Rovi's words, the Maiden Emperor was unable to refute them, but still forced herself to argue, "With so few people, what if we encounter assassins..."

"Then I'll protect you, won't I?"

"That's perfectly reasonable, "Rovi said.

Even a thousand troops cannot compare to him alone.

Nero was utterly speechless, but her emerald green eyes were fixed on Rovi before her, as if she had just thought of something, "Is the player here to tell me something?"

"Ha?"

"So even someone who's lived so long can be shy and confess in this way? But it's alright, the performer is the source of the Roman spirit, and I am Rome!"

Nero opened her arms again, a confident smile spreading across her beautiful face, "The musician and I are a match made in heaven!"

"You're the one who should be suing, aren't you!?"

"That's right, my performer!" Nero admitted without hesitation. "This is the performer's farewell to me, and also my expression of love for the performer—"

"This is the perfect emotion that Yu possesses!"

Merlin there also looked over at the same time, her half-exposed face showing no expression whatsoever.

Rovi Wei remained expressionless.

Oh no, Nero is having his usual bout of illness again.

The self-proclaimed perfect young woman never concealed her feelings for Luo Wei. She had already told Rovi that she liked him. In her mind, she didn't hide much like many young women do, except for the emperor's expression, which was like flames and roses.

He considers himself perfect, and is therefore extremely narcissistic.

But for her to interpret every casual remark as a confession is a bit too much... I think you're just trying to use this opportunity to confess your feelings!

Rovi's's eyes twitched slightly. He raised his finger, just about to unleash his ultimate move.

A snap.

The carriage, which had been moving steadily forward, suddenly jolted and swayed violently. Nero, with his arms outstretched, couldn't help but lean forward and crashed into Rovi's's arms, knocking Rovi backward onto the spacious side of the carriage.

Nero then pressed down on him, her full body pressed tightly against him, slightly deformed, the Maiden Emperor's legs spread open and erect.

"Huh?" Nero Claudius was a little confused.

"Your Her Majesty Nero, Your Excellency."

The voice of the legion commander came from outside the car door. "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... the road ahead seems to have collapsed due to the earthquake three months ago. We now have to stop and change course."

"Your Majesty, please give us your instructions. Which way should we go?"

Rovi froze, then realized... The earthquake three months ago was exactly when he and Nero went to Britannia.

The so-called earthquake was probably caused by his battle with Merlin, who was then the Dragon of Albion, and its impact on the continent.

That makes sense when you think about it.

That was a collision of primordial, planetary scale.

Even with deliberate suppression, the aftershocks of energy will inevitably have an impact on the surrounding land.

Nero also came to her senses, but instead of getting up, she leaned closer to Rovi, a sly look on her face. "Lovi, it doesn't matter."

"Now, the ancestral statue is responding?"

The blonde girl pressed her face against Rovi's's, her crimson lips burning with passion, her emerald eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a hint of alluring warmth. "What do you say... Ancestor?"

"Indeed." Rovi wholeheartedly agreed, "It's hard."

"?"

Nero was a little caught off guard this time.

So honest?

Finally, Rovi added, "His fists hardened."

With a bang, Rovi raised his finger and flicked the Maiden Emperor's forehead again, causing Nero to instantly crouch down and cover her head in defense.

Rovi clapped his hands, sat up, and exhaled, thinking to himself that this woman really had forgotten the pain of her past wounds.

Across from her, Merlin tilted her head, looking completely puzzled.

She didn't quite understand the interaction between Rovi and Nero.

She just subconsciously wanted to get rid of that annoying woman... but without Rovi's's orders, she wouldn't actually do it.

I just feel...

"Yeah, I hate it."

"Mmm!"

Rovi ignored them and looked out the window in the opposite direction.

"Is the road ahead difficult to clear?" he asked the legion commander outside the door.

The man replied, "Yes, Your Majesty. Cleaning up this will take at least half a month. If it is to be changed, then it must go through Antium."

Rovi was taken aback.

Antium? That's not...

Rovi hesitated for a moment, then lowered his hand from his head. Nero spoke first, "Let's change it!"

"Yes, sir!" The commander received the order and immediately went down to relay it.

Then Nero slowly looked at Rovi beside her, and the young Empress Lovi revealed her usual smile, "As expected of my musician, you still remember that Antium is my hometown!"

"I don't have such a bad memory." Rovi shook his head. He did know that Antium was Nero's true homeland, her birthplace, and the place where she had lived since childhood.

The Nero family is composed of unblessed marriages.

His parents were expelled from Rome during the reign of Tiberius for this reason.

Therefore, Nero was not actually related to the city of Rome. She was brought to Rome only after Caligula became emperor.

Her life in Antium was neither pleasant nor beautiful; she suffered discrimination because she was born into an unblessed family.

However...

"For me, the most precious thing is that I saw Rome's true, imperfect side!"

"But I still love Rome."

"Because this land has nurtured the perfect Yu!"

The blonde girl shook her head and chuckled softly. She said, "Back in Antium, I firmly believed that I was born to make imperfect Rome perfect. I firmly believed I could change everything—"

The girl slowly bent her knees and stood up, her red skirt swaying in the spacious carriage. She slowly opened her arms, facing the window and the world outside.

Nero Claudius famously said, "I am the chosen one of Rome, and I have always believed that even if I cannot become emperor, I will do everything in my power to change the Rome I love!"

"Meeting the performer further convinced me of this."

It was Rovi who helped Nero out of his predicament.

It was Rovi who put Nero on the throne of the Roman Emperor.

Therefore, Nero was even more convinced of one point:...

"The one who played this piece is the one destined by Heaven!"

Nero's fondness for Rovi's was not sudden, but it was certainly not something that had been building up over time.

It was simply because of what she believed.

It stems from her belief.

Even the perfect dancer still needs the perfect performer.

This is something the emperor has decided on and will absolutely not change.

"I believe that the person who plays this piece will accompany me in this endeavor!"

Rovi laughed, "Of course, I didn't put you in this position so you would become a laughing stock in Rome!"

"Then, please, you who have presented the memorial, accompany me on a journey to my hometown!"

Nero Claudius confidently extended his hand toward Rovi.

Rovi placed his hand on Nero's hand, but then grasped it back. "No, the one who should be inviting you is me, Your Her Majesty Nero."

He will invite Nero to witness a grand purification ceremony, paving the way for the future for the great and holy Emperor Augustus.

Yes, in fact, Rovi knew all about the secret actions of the Roman Senate and nobles who were fighting against the imperial power.

After all, he had already heard a message in his ear that was even more direct than the ' Fey's Eye ': "Oh my, it's been a long time, Sage?"

"Hermes ... no, I should call you Mercury now." Rovi listened intently. "Thank you for your help."

A light, ethereal voice, like a gentle breeze, carried a message from the gods. Disguised as a bard, this Messenger of the Gods, whose true form was a triple-great god, had reached the level of a top-tier chief god. The Lord of Rome god Mercury appeared as a gust of wind. "This is my duty, and my due reward. Heh heh, don't be so bothered!"

"The information I'm about to tell you... Haha, isn't it interesting?"

Upon hearing Mercury's words, Rovi's's expression turned strange.

"Lady Athena has descended and appeared in human form."

"Those senators approached Lady Athena, hoping to use her power to kill you."

Ghostly.

What kind of crazy idea is this?

Bao Cai, the Senate's Jian Gui has seen a ghost!

"Hmm? What's wrong with the player?" Nero looked at Rovi's suddenly changing expression with confusion.

It was during this exchange that the circling legion finally approached Nero's former homeland.