In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

"Your Majesty Rosen, this is a work carved by His Majesty Nero himself, all made of holy crystals." The woman leading the way explained with a smile, her words were quite arrogant.

"It's all made of holy crystals... what a big handwriting." This holy crystal can no longer be described in terms of pieces, and he began to calculate how many times the ten-meter-high sculpture can be summoned, or... ...

Find a day and night to steal it.

Sin was brewing in his heart, but the woman thought that the other party was shocked by the luxurious palace, so she kept smiling and made a gesture of invitation:

"Your Excellency, please come with me, Your Majesty Nero has been waiting for a long time."

The two walked up the stairs, and it took a full 10 minutes. A palace made of marble appeared in front of them. It looked like the "Temple of Athena's Victory" magnified several times. As rumored, he has a fanatical love for the gods.

And the open space between the palace and the steps is full of red roses, even in midsummer, these roses are in full bloom, and the breeze is blowing, like a sea of ​​flowers swaying.

In this sea of ​​flowers, Nero waited for him with a smile on his face.

The shameless face of a big dog!

As a poor man, Luo Sen was very annoyed. He began to compare with the Chinese imperial capital. He actually felt that Nero had come to the forefront in terms of art. Compared with the solemnity of the Qin Palace, this place was more like a den of pleasure.

"Your Majesty." Rosen walked over with a complicated heart, and bowed to salute.

"Yu said earlier that you don't have to be so polite." The girl laughed, and stood in front of the steps and pointed down, "Lawson, how is Yu's palace?"

Looking down from the palace on the top of the hill, you can have a panoramic view of most of Rome. Under her planning, the city has become a city of art, which is also the greatest achievement since her arrival!

Although it is the same face, this luck is many times higher than that of King Arthur. When the latter was struggling to build the Utopia, Nero had already fulfilled his wish.

"It's magnificent." Rosen said not against his will, but suddenly changed the topic: "It's a pity that it is difficult to build, but extremely easy to destroy."

"You are talking about those little thieves." Nero frowned, looking at the place where the battle last night was, as ugly as a patch on a gorgeous dress.

This is her beloved city of Rome. Everyone in the city is automatically regarded as a subject. Assassin's attack is undoubtedly rebellion, and rebellion is what Nero hates the most!

His Majesty the Emperor, who was still smiling just now, became serious, turned his head and asked, "Did the thief attack you last night? Why?"

"It's attacking me and Mordred. I don't know the reason for the time being, but I have exercised the greatest restraint." Rosen was also puzzled. He happened to finish smoking a cigarette, and he didn't see the trash can after looking around. Had to use magic to decompose the cigarette butt.

"Huh? How dare you attack that barbarian... Mordred, these Assassins are really impatient." Of course Nero knew the consequences of the release of the "Anti-Army Phantasm" in the city, and waved his hand. Waving, "Come with Yu and tell me about what happened last night in detail."

Of course it would be best to have the help of the government, and Rosen seemed to have made arrangements for this tyrant.

A smile appeared on his face, and he followed the girl into the palace.

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The interior of the palace is the same as the exterior, it is still extremely luxurious, but Nero's aesthetics is very high after all, and he won't be like a big dog who can get everywhere golden.

Sculptures, paintings, and oriental porcelain are placed in large quantities, and the half-heroic spirits who serve as guards inside are also wearing armor in the style of the ancient Roman Guards. Judging from the magic fluctuations on the armor, it is not a fake, it should be made by Nero himself .

But...could the tyrant sleep at night with these 'loyal' Roman guards around?Seeing these armor styles, won't you think of the painful past of being sold?

Rosen stared at the back of the girl in front of him, shook his head slightly, and quietly followed the tyrant into the hall.

It is about the same size as the main hall of Buckingham Palace, but there is no high throne, the dome is painted with colorful paintings, and the crystal lamps shine like a ballroom.There are a few soft chairs on one side of the room, and a young girl with green hair is lying on it and reading a book.

She was wearing a blue and white lace dress with a lazy expression. After hearing the sound of footsteps, she slowly closed the book and looked at Rosen with interest.

"Nero, is this the half-heroic spirit you mentioned yesterday?" The voice was clear, with hip-length green hair and a delicate face like a lily in bud.

"That's him, he is indeed a very interesting guy~~~" Nero seemed to get along well with this girl, and turned to introduce to Rosen: "This is Flora, um, a god belonging to Rome!"

"My name is Cloris. I hate Roman's name." The girl stood up slowly, showing a formulaic smile, "Hi Rosen."

"Hello." Rosen nodded, not too restrained when seeing the 'God'.

He deliberately observed the fluctuation of magic power, which is limited than Mordred's, far from being called a 'god'.

There are many people in the world who have the title of "God", but in terms of strength, they are just heroic spirits, but with some inherent skills.

'Sure enough, the interesting half-hero is indifferent because of his strength? Cloris's smile changed, and it seemed to be a little sly.

"Nero, you called Rosen and me here at the same time, you shouldn't be just chatting, just tell me if you have anything to say."

'Talking about business? '

Rosen's face was full of awe. It is estimated that this tyrant is also preparing to deal with Assassin, which is exactly what he wants.

"Well, the festival is about to start. Yu has long wanted to deal with these little thieves in the city!" Nero put his hands on his hips, very domineering, but when Rosen was looking forward to it, he changed the subject, "But these troublesome things are too much to deal with." Let’s talk after dinner, now is the time to discuss art!”

"Lawson, last night I saw the collision of heroic spirits and was so inspired, how magnificent! How gorgeous! So I wrote a new opera, and now I will sing it for you!"

Opera...a piece to Hades?

Cloris turned around and wanted to run, and Rosen's expression changed. He was impatient to listen to the voice of the tyrant's soul.

How to do?If you turn your back on him, you don’t want to be of European descent. Watching Nero’s mouth gradually open, a thought flashed through his mind.

"Your Majesty, you performed yesterday, now it's my turn."

"Huh? Rosen, what do you want to perform?" Nero blinked, dissatisfied when he was suddenly interrupted when he was preparing his emotions.

"Let's play the violin, I'll be better at this." Rosen's expression was indifferent, and he had been thinking about Mordred for the past two days, and he happened to think of her father.

And her father, but there is a pathetic solo.

The two heroic spirits looked at each other, not showing much interest. There are the most professional violinists in Rome, and anyone who can find them will be no worse than Rosen.