There had only ever been subjects paying respects to emperors; how could an emperor of an entire nation be expected to receive someone? Da Vinci parted her red lips slightly and spoke with some hesitation.
"I'm afraid it won't be that simple, will it? An emperor of a nation wouldn't easily bow their head to someone unless..."
"It's fine. I was just making a casual joke."
Lianye's breezy words immediately choked back everything Da Vinci had been preparing to say.
"That's too much, seriously too much! I actually had a moment just now where I felt my heart flutter because of you..."
"That's great, then. Good thing I was just making a casual joke."
Lianye shuddered. If Da Vinci really acted on what she had just said, he would only tremble even harder.
That was simply too terrifying. He had heard that Da Vinci, the Omniscient Genius from history, truly had the peculiar preference of liking men.
Still, Da Vinci was probably joking with Lianye as well. If anyone took the exchange between these two seriously from beginning to end, they would be terribly mistaken.
"Alright, alright, you two, stop joking around. The debugging work on Grand Order is complete. If we delay any longer, there might be another accident."
Dr. Roman, as ever the peacemaker, stepped in to smooth things over.
Lianye shook his head noncommittally. He and Da Vinci had merely been joking with each other.
"Then we're setting off for Rome. Maybe we'll really bring back a Roman emperor for you!"
"Then I'll wait for your follow-up with 'great anticipation'..."
That big bitch could not help rolling her eyes, though there was clearly no anticipation in her tone. Geniuses were like Saints—they would not be fooled twice by the same thing.
However, if she simply assumed Lianye's