Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

The process of the ceremony was of course cumbersome. Even though Nero was naturally active, after going through such a day, the girl who had officially become the emperor of Rome was completely paralyzed from exhaustion.

But Luo Wei, who followed into the room, could tell that Nero was actually excited.

After all, although the girl's fiery red skirt was drooping weakly on the bed, and her plump body was pressed between the soft beds, sinking slightly, but her legs were still raised, swaying and rippling in the air, shaking a piece of fat flesh in the air Waves, the golden hair on the top of the girl's head also stood up like an antenna.

Thinking about it, Nero has lived in this country since she was a child, and her love for this land, as she herself said in the ceremony, is sincere, beautiful and passionate.

Of course, thanks to this guy who seems to be very reckless in various degrees, Rowe got his first status in Rome...

"You actually let me, the 'ancestor' of Rome, become the assistant officer of the first consul of the Roman Empire...You little brat, you are reckless to various extents!"

Luo Wei sat down beside Nero, not caring that this was the emperor's bedroom, and even less caring about the swaying carcass of the petite but graceful girl beside him, and just pushed the bed down again.

"Huh?" Nero raised his head and looked sideways at Luo Wei beside him, his emerald green eyes fluttering and flickering: "The Emperor Yu was pushed up by you—besides, the Roman Code does not stipulate that ancestors You can't become the emperor's assistant officer!"

"You'd add it right away if it wasn't there, right?"

"That's right, because of Yu Nailoma!" Nero was confident, his pretty face was full of confidence, and his hair swayed from side to side even more violently.

Luo Wei patted Nero's head and suppressed the stupid hair: "You adapt to your identity quickly?"

"Humph!" Nero grinned. She slowly raised her hands, propped up her body, and sat up. Her white legs were crossed to one side, and the girl's pretty face showed a more proud expression: " Because Yu has always felt this way!"

Nero has always had the feeling of being the emperor of Rome.

It's just that even the girl herself didn't expect that this day would come so soon.

"After all, Yu Nai is born a perfect person, and it is only natural for a perfect Yu to become an emperor."

"Another narcissist." Luo Wei squinted and sighed.

Did he find it easy to attract people of this attribute?

Regardless of Gilgamesh at the beginning, the same is true to a certain extent with the First Emperor of Qin Dynasty.

"Isn't it good to be narcissistic?" Nero pursed her lips, looked at Luo Wei in front of her, her green eyes rolled, as if thinking of something: "Still, Qing hopes Yu' Lian'qing?"

"It's not impossible, okay?" Nero moved his body closer to Luo Wei, with a playful look on his pretty face: "Even if it's an ancestor... it doesn't matter, right?"

"After all, Yu really doesn't have a bad impression of Qing?"

The girl emperor slowly put her hands on Luo Wei's chest, and her raised body sat on Luo Wei's body at the same time, softly and tightly, with a slight downward pressure.

Then in the next second, his eyes suddenly turned upside down, and with a thud, Nero's back sank into the softness of the mattress again.

The young emperor looked at Luo Wei who was also leaning over in front of him, and slowly raised Nero's chin with his outstretched fingers: "Did you let yourself go after you became emperor?"

"Huh? Yu is always like this." Nero didn't care: "Shouldn't you show your enthusiasm to the person who makes Yu's heart beat?"

"But you can't."

"Why?"

"Because I'm not interested in you." Luo Wei withdrew his hand and rubbed Nero's head: "Because I have no feelings for you."

At least not now.

"Emotion? It doesn't matter—Yu will let Qing ignite a raging love for Yu!"

"So confident?"

"Yu is an extremely 'narcissistic' person, isn't he!?"

"Then do whatever you want!"

Luo Wei has long been used to the behavior of the people beside him, whether he is a man or a woman, he seems calm.

Da da da... Outside the door, footsteps suddenly sounded.

A young woman's voice sounded outside. She was the attendant of the first consul in the court, the maid who dressed the emperor for sitting and sleeping, and was also responsible for delivering information.

"Your Majesty Nero!"

"There is something to report!"

Nero and Luo Wei looked at each other: "It seems that we can only stop here, sir?"

"Get down to business!" Luo Wei patted Nero on the head.

Nero sat up, shaking her legs. She found that she couldn't reach the ground when she was sitting on the bed, so she had to lift her hips and jump down.

The red dress was fluffy and swaying like a blooming rose. The young girl emperor flicked her long golden hair and said, "Come in!"

"The rest of the people—"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The maid outside the door stooped in. She first saluted Nero and then Rowe. At the inauguration ceremony of the first consul, people not only knew this Nero Claudius The girl emperor of Uz also knew that there was a "young" assistant officer named "Luo Wei" beside her, who crowned the emperor and became the emperor's close minister.

The origin of his identity is very mysterious. Although only a short time has passed since then, there have been many rumors.

Some people even speculate that 'Lovi' is the source of the will inherited by Romulus, a descendant of the sage Rovi in ​​the Greek era.

That's why he can occupy a high position as soon as he comes, so he is qualified to represent 'Rome' and crown the emperor.

But no matter what it is, its noble status cannot be denied, and its relationship with Emperor Nero, who was recognized by Mars, is very close, and now they are in the same room without shy away.

Judging from these alone, at least the people in Rome would not show any disrespect to him.

"Tell me, is there anything you want to tell Yu?"

"Yes, that's how it is." The maid thought for a moment: "It's about the border rebels—"

Frontier, rebels?

Nero was a little confused: "Are there rebels on the border?"

"This is news that only His Majesty and those close to him know. It's a secret that should not be passed on." The maid's answer seemed natural. There were rebels on the border, and it seemed natural to hide the news to ensure the safety of the capital.

Nero thought for a moment, and then understood the truth.

She wanted to ask Luo Wei's opinion.

But he found that Luo Wei sat aside at some point, holding a cup, shaking the stem, as if watching a play.

So Nero was instantly upset.

Even the ancestors can't push Yu to this position and watch jokes beside him... A girl who is new to this place doesn't know how to deal with this kind of thing at all!

"Then, Yu has decided."

"Let's leave this matter to you to solve—"

"Luo Wei, Yu's assistant officer!"

Luo Wei took a sip of his drink: "But I refuse."

"Yu is the emperor of Rome, you have no right to refuse."

"You are Rome, and I am Rome."

"Qing is Yu's assistant officer."

"The assistant officer can only assist, and the matter still depends on you."

"Yu is the emperor!"

"The emperor needs to be more responsible."

The young maid looked at the inexplicable 'argument' between His Majesty the Emperor and the adjutant, and dared not say anything, but secretly sighed in her heart that the relationship between the two was really good.

Little did they know that they had only known each other for less than a few days.

But perhaps because of Luo Wei's status, or because he "helped" him without hesitation before, Nero did have great trust in Luo Wei.

"Hmm, it won't solve the problem if you continue arguing like this."

Nero pondered for a moment: "How about taking a step back?"

"How to retreat?" Luo Wei was curious. The reason why he refused to accept it was entirely for his own purpose.

He stayed here to train Nero to become a qualified Roman emperor. Of course, it is impossible to entrust him to do things. The growth of the emperor also needs tempering.

Of course, it doesn't necessarily mean that you need to do things. Similarly, you must learn to control your subordinates.

So now Rowe is curious, how will Nero convince him...

"Let's take a step back. Yu will go with you to suppress the rebellion. How about it?"

"..."

What is this? Take a step back! ?You just want to run out, right?

...

at the same time.

On the northern border of the Roman Empire, in the area of ​​the province of Britannia, there are people standing on extremely high mountains, gazing at the vast territory of the Roman Empire to the south.

This is the figure of a rather young girl. She is wearing a white gown, and the underwear on her upper body tightly outlines a graceful curve. Vigorous, the outer robe on her body was shaking, her long purple hair was blowing up in the wind, intersecting with the white headband, reflecting the sacred, delicate and beautiful face.

In the girl's hand was also holding a spear that looked like a 'cross' flag.

Behind the girl, there are more flags flying.

More 'flags' were raised high, and the figures were indistinct, forming a powerful 'army'.

Of course, the people who make up this 'army' are all sallow and emaciated poor people.

They come from the province of Britannia on the border. Although they are also part of the Roman Empire, compared to the hinterland of Rome, Britannia is just like a barbarian to Rome.

oppression, squeeze.

Naturally there will be resistance.

"Saint Martha, has the 'Lord' you mentioned really come?" Someone asked the girl in the 'army', their eyes full of longing for the 'Lord' in the words.

Martha looked sideways and showed a perfect smile: "Yes, I have already felt it—everyone!"

"The Son of the Father has come."

"I just have to wait—"

"Lord, you will save us in the end!"

"Praise be to the Son!"

Everyone bowed their heads, prayed devoutly, and looked forward to a better day in the future.

Martha's eyes are more determined...dedicated to the faith, resolute.