My Wife Is a Mage of the Root

Mercury departed swiftly, having fulfilled his duty.

The gods conveyed a message to Rovi—

In any case, the gods of the Roman Empire, who had lived through the Greek era, would not want to be enemies with Rovi.

Rovi also came to his senses and calmed his thoughts.

In any case, the news that Athena has become human is a pleasant surprise, albeit not a huge one.

Rovi had always intended to thoroughly purge the old nobles of the old man's home.

Athena has arrived...

That way, he can save some of his energy.

Yes, Rovi always trusted the Goddess of Wisdom.

But before that, we still need to reach our destination.

Antium.

Under Roman rule, this coastal city was not a particularly large or prosperous metropolis. However, it was not far from Rome and was close to the inland sea, so it always served as a transportation hub connecting the sea and the mainland.

In the past, there were always fleets of merchants coming and going.

On this day, after receiving news that Emperor Nero was about to arrive, they quickly began preparations to welcome His Majesty the Emperor.

So when the imperial guards approached, they found the scene to be bustling with activity.

Soldiers maintained order, while countless performers were already prepared in the grand theater, with red carpets laid on the ground and flowers scattered all around.

"Hmm, this time, it wasn't me who designed it!"

Nero poked his head out of the carriage and glanced at the blonde-haired Maiden Emperor looking at Rovi with a hint of smugness.

It can only be said that before Nero, every emperor and consul of the Roman Empire was fond of luxury, so the Romans always adhered to this philosophy in serving every Roman emperor.

It doesn't need to be explicitly stated; its mere appearance will inevitably be greeted with an extremely grand welcome.

Nero was happy.

This time, Rovi didn't object. "It's human nature to like extravagance and luxury, but it can't be excessive. Otherwise..."

"I'll hit you!"

He spoke in a tone befitting an elder, leaving Nero no room to refute him. However, this time the young girl did not intend to argue back.

After all, she won this time.

We've won so much!

Nero Claudius excitedly pulled Rovi along and headed straight out of the carriage.

She was going to receive a grand welcome ceremony that belonged to her.

"Come on, my musician, let's enjoy this glory together. Don't forget, I am Rome, and the musician is Rome too!" The girl's red skirt swayed, and she seemed to take it all for granted.

The prerequisite is that she can relax her grip on Rovi's's hand a little.

Don't squeeze so tightly.

In any case, Antium was not a good place for Nero; it contained the things she hated most and the experiences she disliked most in her childhood.

There will always be a sense of rejection and a slight feeling of apprehension in my heart.

Nero Claudius, she was an emperor, but she was also human... Rovi didn't expose her... no wonder.

"Just say you're afraid, I won't laugh at you."

"I am a perfect emperor and artist, how could I be afraid?" Nero's eyes widened.

"If you're not afraid, why don't you go down yourself?"

"Hmm... I did this for you!"

"No, thank you."

"..."

Nero and Rovi stared at each other, while the blonde girl puffed out her crimson lips. She wasn't angry; she knew what Vichy her to do.

"Hmm, why face the shadows alone? Why should I do that?"

Nero patted his chest. "As long as the musician stays by my side, isn't that enough?"

"That's such a capricious excuse."

"The emperor should be the most capricious person!"

"Alright, let's go down first!" Rovi waved his hand. "Don't keep the people down there waiting too long."

He compromised, or perhaps he sensed that Nero's strong sense of self was unchangeable, so he temporarily backed down.

Ultimately, fear and rejection are not things that are difficult to talk about.

Ultimately, everyone living in this world has things they don't want to face.

It is already extremely rare for Nero to dare to come here on his own initiative and confront the unpleasant past with the demeanor of an emperor.

Seeing Rovi compromise, Nero revealed a confident, victorious smile.

She walked ahead, holding Rovi's's hand as they headed outside.

Rovi Wei paused, turned his eyes to look behind him... Merlin raised her face, revealing her bare, slightly parted lips.

She also quietly pulled Rovi's's hand.

"My lord, does this seem to have some special significance? I'd like to try it too."

Merlin, the Dragon of Albion, was indeed very curious about such behavior.

What's the point?

Why would someone like that annoying woman so much?

Is this good for humans?

She is human now.

So Merlin also wanted to give it a try.

Rovi sighed, and just like he had done with Nero, he turned his hand over and took Merlin's small hand in his palm. He said, "This represents the meaning of an important person."

Someone important... Merlin nodded. "I understand, um... yes, my lord, I can sense it, you are also a very important person to me!"

Giving her Spirit Origin and enabling her to move freely, she was her superior, which was of utmost importance to her.

Below, Antium and his men had been waiting for a long time.

Following a grand welcoming ceremony.

It was a banquet to welcome the new emperor.

That night, under the lights, amidst the clinking of glasses and the toasts on the stage, Nero did not display his usual passionate and noble imperial demeanor.

Because there was a woman on stage whom she found repulsive.

Her mother... had similar blonde hair to Nero, but in terms of appearance and temperament, she was far inferior to the Maiden Emperor, Agrippina the Younger.

"As expected of my daughter, my beautiful, exquisite, and noble daughter, is she already the highest emperor of this country? I believe your father in heaven would be very happy!" In the palace, which was covered with a soft carpet, little Agrippina bowed down in front of Nero, seemingly excited.

Her performance was extremely exaggerated, after all, everyone knew that Nero's biological father was Agrippina the Younger who personally poisoned her.

When Nero was ten years old, this woman poisoned her husband in order to find a richer man.

It was around that time that she abandoned Nero.

But now they've come knocking again...

"Player, may you dance with me?"

Nero ignored the woman and instead looked at Rovi beside him.

"Okay." Rovi nodded. After all, he was an assistant official and could not possibly embarrass the emperor in public.

Nero smiled.

The emperor and his advisors danced. Everyone else was told to make way.

The young Empress often talked about her own artistic achievements, and although there was an element of boasting involved, the facts proved that her dancing was indeed extremely perfect.

"This is the woman who taught me etiquette in order to mold me into a tool for her to gain fame and fortune..." With her hands clenched and her body turning, Nero's delicate brows furrowed slightly.

For her, this city meant nothing, and her experiences here meant nothing.

Only Agrippina and Nero didn't know how to treat her.

"I need the player to give me advice!"

Nero took a step forward with her dance, leaned close to Rovi's's ear, and whispered a question.

"Follow your heart." Rovi paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are the emperor."

"Hmm?" Nero paused for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "That's right, I am the Emperor of Rome!"

"The decisions I make, the will I exercise, are the most perfect!"

Rovi gently wrapped his arms around Nero's slender waist, listening to the Maiden Emperor's words and watching the light in her eyes.

He knew that Nero had come to his senses.

She no longer hesitated.

Stepping out of the shadows of childhood.

"She is my mother, and that is hard to change. I will be filial to her, and I will also make public what she has done."

"This is Yu Yi's filial piety, and also Yu Yi's... revenge!"

The willful and complacent emperor said so.

Rovi rubbed her head.

"Alright, you've finished your business. Now, what's next—"

"It's my turn to handle this."

Nero paused, somewhat confused as to what Rovi was saying.

The next moment, someone rushed in from outside, covered in blood. "Your Her Majesty Nero, Your Excellency Rovi, there is an enemy attack outside!"

"A large force has stormed in!"

"Are they pirates? Or bandits..." A noisy commotion suddenly broke out.

"Hmm?" Nero looked up, but only saw Rovi walking outside.

And those eyes that glanced over at me last moment. "I said I would protect you, didn't I?"

As expected of my memorial!

Nero unconsciously revealed a relieved smile.

Although she didn't care about the so-called attack... whatever Rovi could think of, she could think of too.

What she cared about more was Rovi's feelings.

He wasn't completely oblivious to himself.

A perfect emperor, a perfect courtesan, I, the courtesan, and Guo Xin are a match made in heaven.

Rovi walked out of the palace where the grand event was being held. The night was dark, and the stars twinkled in the sky.

Outside the palace, Roman soldiers guarding the emperor stood tall, and countless banners fluttered in the air.

The number is not very large.

The 6,000-strong woven army was stationed outside the city.

Only a portion of them remained by the emperor's side.

But they are rightfully the elite of the elite.

They gripped their long spears tightly, and the javelins on their backs gleamed with a sharp light.

They faced an attack from the outside.

They were a group of people on horseback, wearing helmets and armor. Although they had no insignia or flags, Rovi could tell that their equipment was of high quality and that they possessed the combat skills of full-time professional soldiers.

Although they weren't wearing Roman Legion equipment, they were clearly Roman soldiers!

"The Institution of the Elders..." In all of Rome, apart from the Emperor, the only people with the right to command the army were the old men in the Institution of the Elders: "Speaking of which, it's time to completely take back military power."

From education to administration.

It is indeed time to take action against the army.

However, that's something to consider later.

At that moment, with the appearance of Rovi, the group of attacking 'Roman soldiers' seemed to have found their target and charged towards Rovi. Although they were quickly stopped by the Praetorian Guard, their purpose was very clear.

They came to kill Rovi.

Their target was not Nero, but his aide Rovi.

They dared not assassinate the king.

They only dared to target their aides.

But as Rovi stepped out of the palace gates, he ignored the chaotic battles and the disorganized battlefield around him.

With steps forward, the goal is clear.

These Roman soldiers were not the main force that came to kill him.

They only served as a cover.

And the real main force...

"Officer Rovi, we didn't want to lay a hand on you."

"But you and His Her Majesty Nero have gone too far."

"We have no other choice but to kill you and force His Her Majesty Nero to face reality."

An old, hoarse voice echoed from the palace, the outer edge, the open space outside the battlefield, and the marble-paved area illuminated by moonlight.

Those were elderly nobles from the old people's home who had come in person.

This operation is extremely important.

They had no choice but to come in person, otherwise no one could rest easy.

When

In fact, it's also because they have something to rely on!

Rovi stopped and looked at what was in front of him.

"You don't need to wait for reinforcements anymore. The Roman Legion outside the city have already been surrounded by our troops and cannot come to the rescue."

"We know you are powerful, but..."

"We have helpers too!"

The elders turned their gazes behind them.

A figure stood there.

She was an exceptionally pure and beautiful being. She stood at the edge of the wasteland, her long silver hair cascading down, strands of it partially obscuring her crimson eyes, beneath which lay a fair and delicate face.

Her figure was not particularly tall, but it was well-proportioned and beautiful. A classical Greek-style robe draped down, concealing her graceful and delicate body, and the golden staff she held shimmered in the air.

A radiant light appeared, and a continuous flow of energy emanated from it. Although it was a time when the Age of Gods had already passed, this girl-like figure displayed an immense magical power that only the Age of Gods could possess.

The power she wields is undoubtedly mysterious.

Moreover, it does not originate from the mystery of gods.

It is a system in itself.

The mystery flows directly from the source.

"Ainsworth, it's up to you!" the elders shouted.

It was precisely because of this girl's existence that they dared to come in person!

The girl named Ainsworth is the elders' only support.

"Kill him, and the Fairy Eye, all the mystical knowledge of the Roman Empire, will be yours!" This was the bargaining chip the old man used to Ainsworth, a vast amount of knowledge that no one in the mystical world could refuse.

Ainsworth did not answer; she simply walked ahead and looked at Rovi.

"True Magic?" Rovi stared directly at the beautiful girl.

The girl's lips curled into an elegant smile, "That's right."

The girl gripped the staff in one hand and slightly lifted her skirt with the other, bowing slightly. "Ainsworth, that's my name now."

The name Ainsworth is quite special to Rovi.

This is the title of the family that inherited the title of the Third Magic User.

And its origin...

"Are you the Third Magic User?" Rovi asked.

"The first is creation, the second is change, the third is the future, the fourth is the secret, and the fifth is the end."

' Ainsworth's ' crimson eyes gleamed as she looked at Rovi before her and said, "What I hold in my hands is the 'future'."

"Really?" Rovi paused for a moment, then laughed, "You were hired by them to kill me?"

"That's right." The girl blinked. "Are you scared?"

The two spoke back and forth, seemingly in a standoff. The group of elders also stared at this scene. They weren't entirely confident, but having witnessed the immense power of the Ainsworth before coming here, they were somewhat intimidated.

But the more they listened to their conversation, the strangers seemed to find it all the more strange.

The fighting outside the palace continues.

Hearing Ainsworth's words, Rovi laughed, "I'm scared."

"I'm afraid you'll kill them."

"Not quite." The girl smiled sweetly. "They are still useful to me."

"What's it for?"

"What use is it to find my lover?"

Who is your lover?

"It's you now." Ainsworth's smile became even sweeter. She slowly moved forward, her fair legs swaying as she approached, extending from under the hem of her dress.

Rovi neither dodged nor avoided the other's hand, letting him reach out and grab Rovi's collar. The other person slightly lifted his toes, brought his face closer, and his red lips brushed against Luo Wei's lips.

"Guo Xin, is that you?"

"Rovi".

"So it really is you... Athena, no, I should now call you, the Magician of the Root, Ainsworth."

Old man:?

Wait a minute, isn't something wrong with this development?

Shouldn't they fight?

How did they start fighting?

"Ainsworth, you..."

One of the older men spoke up anxiously, recommending ' Ainsworth ' to the others.

"Ah, thank you for helping me find my love." Ainsworth simply returned a sweet smile, "And you even managed to lure them all over."

Old man. "..."

The others looked at him with the same eyes they would give a traitor.