"Of course not, the idiot emperor asked me to come to you, saying that tonight is the climax of the ceremony." Being reminded like this, Mordred suddenly remembered the business.

Rosen looked up at the sky. It was almost three o'clock in the afternoon. He didn't expect it to take so long to make a deal with Caesar. He turned around and looked into the store. There was no sign of that guy. The back door slipped away.

"Looks like it's almost time, let's go and meet the protagonist of the festival."

Let Mordred lead the way, and the three immediately walked to the city center. The traffic in Rome has become a mess. The closer to the main venue of the festival, the more people there are. It seems that when Rome was rebuilt, it seemed that art was too much considered and traffic was forgotten. function, the roads that are not spacious are packed to the brim.

The three of them had no choice but to jump from the roof as if they were playing Assassin's Creed, and it took them more than an hour to reach the main venue.

The largest stage of the "Nero Festival" is placed in a ring-shaped Colosseum, which is similar to the relics of the old times, but the area is much larger. This ring-shaped building can accommodate [-] people, and two football fields can be placed in the middle !

The stage has been set up, and it is more shocking than any concert scene. There are some human idols dancing on it, and the cheers of the audience are deafening.

Art is what the people like to hear and see. Nero is not an elm head. Every festival will keep pace with the times. There are both classical activities and modern entertainment. Even His Majesty the Emperor has always wanted to hold a personal concert here.

Rosen wasn't interested in those white thighs. After taking a quick look, he led two heroic spirits running around the dome of the 'Colosseum', and finally saw Nero in a box.

The emperor just let a half heroic spirit from Greece back down, turned his head, and found that Rosen jumped in from the window.

"Rosen, why did you jump out of the window?" Nero blinked, nodded to Mordred, and ignored Tamamo.

"There are too many people, and I don't want to use heroic spirits to scare people." Rosen shrugged, picked up the water glass on the table and drank it, and pointed to the door: "Who was that just now?"

"The messenger of Greece, His Majesty Iskandar the Conqueror is coming tonight." Nero clapped his hands, and immediately a maid brought iced wine.

Conqueror?

Rosen was slightly taken aback. This domineering king was once a very popular character, and he had never seen it since he came to this world.Of course, seeing the King of Conquerors in this situation is not a good thing.

The direction of Macedonian expansion can only be Europe, because the east and south are two of the "hahaha" trio, whether it is Gilgamesh or Ozymandias, they are heroic spirits standing at the pinnacle of the world If the King of Conquerors wants to deal with them, he must first be prepared to die together.

And Rome just after being hit hard is a soft persimmon. If the Grand Justice is not provoking the war, the King of Conquerors will bring troops to participate in the festival.

"The visitor is not kind." Rosen withdrew his thoughts, and his tone was quite serious.

"Hmm, I know. But...the glory of the Roman Empire will not be tarnished by the Macedonians! There is still room for buffering in the relationship between the two countries!"

"Is the Flower God building the bridge?" Rosen immediately came to his senses.

"It's her, the power of the divine lineage in Macedonia is great~~~" It seems to be fooling around, but in fact it is sober, the emperor Nero is really a wise king sometimes.

Of course, it's hard to say after the three-minute heat caused by the tension subsides.

"With the God of Flowers, there should be no problem with the preliminary work, but it is not enough to dispel the ambition of conquering the king. Let me think about it..."

Rosen didn't expect to do a dirty deal just now, and would do it again soon. With all kinds of thoughts, he was a little overwhelmed. He just took a sip of red wine, and a pair of tender hands were gently kneading on his temples. .

Before it was Yuzao, the girl saw that Rosen had a headache and began to massage spontaneously, but the emperor and the knight didn't expect to do this at all, so they could only stand aside and stare blankly.

"Your Majesty Nero, isn't it too distasteful to say these things in a joyous festival?" Tamazamo chuckled lightly, with an unprecedentedly serious tone.

Whatever is the case with the Roman Empire is fine, but it is not enough to make my husband worry about it!This Nero is too enviable, just finished dealing with Caesar, and now he has to deal with the countless kings in the world for her, why is he doing his best?

The slightly tired Rosen, the threatening fox, and Nero quietly clenched their fists.

She didn't know what the man had paid for, and the intelligence agency also sent back news from the meeting a few hours ago. Caesar's attitude changed immediately, and the reasons needless to say.

The most tangled thing for Nero is that Rosen has done so much for her, but there is very little that she can help.The few battles were almost just a struggle, and the Saint Quartz sent out was even more useless.

The emperor is proud, he can allow himself to be a man's sharp sword, but he will never become an accessory. Just when she was extremely unwilling, Rosen spoke.

"Nero, don't think too much. Since we are companions, helping each other is definitely not a burden. Without the Saint Quartz you gave, this battle will not be won." Rosen, who was enjoying himself on the sofa, smiled, Those black eyes were piercing, and it would be boring if Nero lost his confidence.

"Is the Holy Quartz really that powerful??"

"Of course, I, Rosen, never lie."

Without the Saint Quartz, there would be no Medea, and if the 'Betrayal Witch' is not there, I don't know if Rosen will die, but Nero and the others are sure to die!

Judging whether the other party is lying is the basis of imperialism, and Nero has unlimited trust in Rosen, and a smile soon appears on his face.

"Hmm! Yu is a genius! But Lawson, is Yu just a companion?"

"What else can it be but a companion?"

"Okay..." His Majesty immediately castrated it like a deflated ball, and pointed to the other two girls, "Then what are they?"

"It is undoubtedly a companion." After Rosen replied, he noticed that the fingers on the temples stopped immediately, and Mordred was staring at him with murderous eyes.

Keeping a bowl of water level is the hardest thing in the world. Surrounded by murderous intent, the corners of Rosen's mouth twitched, but he saw Nero smile again because he got the correct answer.

"Well, we are all companions, Yu won't admit defeat! You just have to watch, Yu's gorgeous figure!"

As if issuing a declaration of war, Nero opened the door with his head held high and walked away. At this moment, the voice of the host came from the venue——

"The next beast fight... Please invite the light of Rome, His Majesty Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus!!"

"Long Live Your Majesty!!!"

The sound of the landslide and tsunami almost toppled the dome. Under the applause of [-] people, a girl in a scarlet shirt was slowly walking out of the passage.

Rosen looked down from the VIP box, and found that the giant Colosseum was divided into two halves. In the center of the field, which was comparable in size to a football field, there was a lifting platform rising to the ground, and black smoke billowed from it. This is actually a deeply demonized chimera.

It was stronger than the skeleton he killed in Britain back then, and the chains containing more than a dozen magic powers were rattling, as if they might break at any time.

"Beast, it really is a beast... How did the Romans capture the Chimera?" Rosen was also a little interested. Too cheap.

Strong people like Rosen are interested, and the [-] viewers are even more excited!

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