In the early morning, Emperor Nero woke up from his bed covered with rose petals.
The rich floral fragrance with a moist feeling of moisture made her feel happy physically and mentally.
Not in a hurry to get up, His Majesty the Emperor rolled over on the mattress like a cat, stretching his limbs until all the laziness in his bones was vented along his limbs.
The white skin came into contact with the smooth touch of silk and the soft support of roses. As she acted, the mattress became a mess, and rose petals stuck to her skin and hair.
"Hmm! Today is a happy day too."
As she said this, she sat up from the bed.
This is the signal that His Majesty the Emperor is ready to get up.
The blond girl waiters holding clothes on one side were half-kneeling, waiting for His Majesty the Emperor's instructions.
The naked Emperor didn't care about his sense of shame. He spun around twice surrounded by many girls, and finally landed on the bright red beauty outfit.
That dress is her favorite dress.
It combines the neatness of men's clothing without abandoning the skirt of women's clothing. The bright red color highlights the enthusiasm that the Roman Empire should have, and the golden lines mean the flawless glory of the Roman Empire. Properly cut, it is serious and serious at the same time, but also charming.
With a delicate taste, this is her favorite outfit.
The organizer of the Great Nero Festival, Emperor Nero, naturally wanted to use his best side to welcome the worship of his people.
She took the clothes, and the maids holding other clothes quietly left. Only the maid in front of her stood up and helped His Majesty the Emperor put on his clothes with a bright red face. His Majesty was not honest either. Her sea-blue eyes flickered, and
Regardless of whether she had put on her clothes or not, she walked towards the balcony. How could the maid dare to say anything wrong? She could only follow her silently, following the pace of her footsteps, and continued to put the clothes on His Majesty the Emperor.
It was still early, and the sun was still about to break out in the eastern sky, tearing apart the darkness. Emperor Nero knew that in another thirty minutes, the brilliance of the sun would shine on Rome again.
And I will obey this glory and spread the glory of Rome here.
The Great Nero Festival is not the first time.
Of course, it's not the second or third time.
On what day did it start?
To be honest, Nero himself couldn't remember clearly.
Anyway, it was about a month ago... maybe two months? Maybe just a few weeks?
Emperor Nero's head would hurt every time he thought about it. Even now, even though he only thought about a few keywords, Nero felt his head hurt and quickly stopped thinking.
This was probably Emperor Nero's only weakness.
The chronic headache always comes at the wrong time, causing her endless headaches - this time it's a mental headache.
In short, Emperor Nero suddenly began to promote the glory of the Roman Empire.
Because, from another world, a brave man came.
Different eras, different styles, different literary, Taoist and military strategies. Such outstanding talents gathered in Rome. Emperor Nero initially launched the Nero Festival to celebrate the brave men of other worlds.
But now, it seems that naturally, it has unfolded in such a luxurious way.
【Every day】is the Great Nero Festival.
This big character naturally also means scale and duration.
This is a festival for all Rome.
"Ununu, all those complicated things are over! The rest of Rome is shining brightly today! You must have a great time today! You must not lose the face of the Roman Empire! You must spread the word to the brave men in other worlds.
The glory of the great Roman Empire.”
Hearing what Emperor Nero muttered in a low voice, the maid next to him was so excited that she quickly knelt down and shouted "Roma". Nero smiled and asked her not to be so formal.
However, she was already halfway through getting dressed when the maid knelt down again, and her red skirt naturally fell down lightly.
The woman in black chuckled lightly and said: "Even in Rome, which is famous for its extravagance, you shouldn't be naked on the balcony, right? Your Majesty the Emperor."
Although she addressed him as His Majesty the Emperor, her tone was frivolous and showed no respect.
"There is no need to be ashamed of my perfect body. This is Rome too!"
Emperor Nero said this without any consciousness.
"I see, your Majesty is truly a powerful emperor. He is so noble that a humble man like me cannot understand!"
The woman in black continued to giggle.
Emperor Nero always felt that this woman had a subtle... sense of incongruity.
But if you think about it carefully, aren't all people from other worlds like this? Isn't it just because the world is different from our own, that's why we are called people from another world? I feel relieved when I think of this.
I don’t know when this woman came.
She called herself Catherine. She was dressed in a black evening dress and a black veil on her head. Her black hair cascaded down, but her skin was surprisingly white. The too abrupt contrast gave people a very powerful feeling.
This woman dedicated a world-level secret treasure to Emperor Nero, and therefore became a [foreigner] beside her, and a friend from another world that Emperor Nero favored.
It was she who proposed that the Emperor come to hold the Great Nero Festival so that brave men from all over the world and from all ages can enjoy Rome, be impressed by Rome, and understand the glory of Rome.
For this reason, she also did various things for the Roman Empire. As a great magician, she could easily do a lot of things that were close to miracles. She became prosperous because of this and was accepted by Emperor Nero. Staff.
That is, [The Court Magician].
However, this elusive attitude makes people feel a bit... well... scary. I always feel like she will break into embarrassing situations.
However, it is Rome that can tolerate everything!
Nero thought so and finished changing under the service of the maid.
"Your Majesty, today's Nero Festival must also shine as brightly as possible."
"Of course, Catherine. Take a good look, this is the glory of Rome!"
After giving such a proud reply, Emperor Nero took her out of the palace. Today, the Nero Festival will also be held, and she has to fire the first salute as the emperor.
When walking out of the palace, at the door, a man in red with a rather handsome figure, who could be called fat, half-squatted and saluted Emperor Nero, but the other party was preoccupied with the Nero sacrifice and did not respond much.
After the two of them left, the fat man in red raised his head, turned around, and looked at Catherine's black back, the respect in his eyes gone.
"Emperor Nero... I really trust that person. However, I can't like that kind of person no matter what."
He said and sighed.
"Lord Divine Ancestor is like that. Emperor Caligula has also fallen into madness. The only one I can rely on now... is myself? Oops... He actually wants me to fight with my own sword. This summons is really... It’s crazy.”