In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

The hot hot spring made people dizzy. Rosen returned his mental power to the sea of ​​consciousness, looking at Mordred's sleeping face thoughtfully.

'This brat is really unlucky, he missed such a good opportunity to enjoy, if he is awake, he probably has to swim in this bath. '

Thinking of the cheering look of the brat, a smile appeared on the corner of Rosen's mouth, and he couldn't help but make a decision.

The matter of Rome is settled, take her to a hot spring, um, and give her a children's swimsuit by the way.

Assassin and monsters, these two unrelated things were entangled in his mind, and seemed to be related, but he would never think that the man on the mountain chose to fall, wiped his face in trouble, and stood up from the bath.

I'm too lazy to think about it, the big deal is to kill them all one by one!

With murderous intent, Rosen clenched his fists and walked towards the exit, but just as he stepped on the steps of the bath, a vague figure appeared in the hazy mist. Rosen paused, and suddenly thought of a terrible thing.

Damn, just think about the conspiracy and forget about Nero's bad habits!

He quickly retreated to the bathtub, and stuck his head out from behind Venus' thigh. The figure was getting closer and closer, gradually revealing a bumpy figure.

Sure enough, Nero!The tyrant only wore a bath towel, and the towering chest made Rosen, who was used to seeing airports, extremely uncomfortable. He frowned and reminded:

"Nero, can you please go out first, I'll be right away!"

"Huh? I left after soaking in the hot spring for ten minutes. This doesn't look like a Roman~~" Nero untied the bath towel, and slowly stepped into the bath with his white legs. After sitting down, the water just covered half of the ball .

She stretched, and made some strange noises because of her comfort, and waved to Rosen who was standing behind the statue:

"Let's go to the bar together, this is the way the Romans take a bath."

I'm not a Roman...

Rosen rolled his eyes, Chinese people are always reserved, how can they be so unrestrained like these Europeans, besides, there is no holy light in reality, and the super vision of heroic spirits can see through water vapor.

With just one glance, Nero's whole body was looked over.

It's actually white...

A very strange feeling came to my heart. The hotness in my body seemed to remind Rosen that he was a fully functional man, but when he thought of the troubles after being happy, his hot blood cooled down a lot.

"No, I'm not used to being with others."

"Hmph, how indifferent~~~" Nero puffed up his mouth, and he just stood up and walked over. The speed of the heroic spirit was extremely fast, and just as Rosen came to his senses, there was a naked tyrant standing one meter in front of him. .

With her hands on her hips, the girl was standing in front of Rosen in a bold posture.

Water droplets dripped down from the flawless white skin, like dew on a flower, and the short blond hair was wet, adding a hint of desire.

"You..." Rosen's eyes widened instantly, and he cut off the spiritual connection as quickly as possible.

Just when the man was in a daze for a moment, Nero slowly leaned over, his tone extremely soothing:

"Luo Sen, I value you very much~~~ Not only art, but also resourcefulness and strength are excellent! I never thought that I would meet such an interesting person as you in Rome!"

Nero, who eats both men and women, will not engage in sadomasochism, and is even less lazy to get entangled. Beautiful things must be kept in the harem. This is a gorgeous life!

"Your Majesty, speak up if you have something to say." Rosen stepped back, as if the girl in front of him was holding some powerful weapon.

As a young man, in the face of Nero with a childlike face and huge breasts, he will not be as unresponsive as someone, and reason and desire are at war.

"Hmph, didn't Yu talk properly?"

"You must at least put your clothes on."

"Yu heard that there is a saying in the east, isn't a gentleman magnanimous? Yu is the emperor of Rome, of course he is a gentleman!"

Nero's superb literary level made Rosen speechless, and he is worthy of the name of a genius if he can apply his knowledge to this level.

The tyrant in front of him was approaching, filling his nose with the smell of deodorant, like a rose, passionate and unrestrained.

'This kind of person is hard to deal with...'

Rosen habitually picked out his pockets, but now he was frank and honest, and there was no cigarette to soothe his nerves.

"Hey, Lawson, life is too short to enjoy yourself in time~~"

"Heroic spirits don't have a lifespan limit." Rosen smiled wryly, and he had already retreated to the edge of the bath.

"That's why! Enjoy it even more!" Nero's arms dangled, as if performing in a gorgeous theater, his voice gradually became higher and higher, "I came to this world, rebuilding Rome is one of the reasons, and seeking happiness for the people is the other. Two, but Yu will never treat me badly! Keep what you like!"

Fingers like white jade touched the muscles on Rosen's chest, and issued a final declaration:

"So Rosen! Forget about those troubles, forget about monsters, forget about the world, and stay in Rome with me!"

The sound waves scattered, and the entire bathroom fell into silence, leaving only the sound of water droplets. The two looked at each other, and the blue and black eyes reflected each other's bodies.

There are obviously many benefits to staying. At least the Saint Quartz no longer has to worry about it, and enjoy the luxury and food every day. With the power of the country, it can save a lot of trouble.

Rosen even knew that Nero was not good at jealousy, even Mordred would not reject them, and they got along very well.

This is different from King Arthur's solicitation. He only needs to nod slightly, and he can immediately become the prince of this country. Rome is not weak, and Nero is very good at delegating power. It can be called one of the best platforms in the world.

Even on a personal level, there is nothing more pleasing than Nero's service.

But it's a pity... If you mess around, you will be hacked to death!

Rosen lowered his head, and memories of the past ten years flashed through his mind. He had seen too many heroic spirits, accepted too many overt or covert solicitations, and was still walking alone.

A kind of firmness flashed across his face, and when he raised his head again, only indifference remained.

"You want to refuse?" Nero frowned, but she understood people's hearts.