Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

As for the feelings of the people in the story?

What does that matter to her?

"Then what do you think I am?"

"It's the joke of an elephant living in an ant's nest and being careful not to trample the ant to death!"

Meili's answer seemed natural.

The seemingly sarcastic words did not contain the slightest hint of sarcasm, after all, from her point of view, it was indeed the case.

Luo Wei's situation and Luo Wei's behavior are difficult for her to understand, but she finds them extremely interesting.

And she likes everything that makes her happy.

"Then do you know what is my favorite pleasure?" Luo Wei looked at her.

Mei Li tilted her head: "Huh? What?"

Before the words fell, she felt that she had been hammered heavily...

"puff!"

The silver-haired nightmare girl flew out in an instant, and her illusory body fell out of the carriage. At the end of her gaze, there was Meluxin's beautiful face covered by a mask and eyepatch, revealing only her delicate chin and moist lips: "This It's my place."

Luo Wei clapped his hands as if to remove dust, quite happy: "My joy is watching the Joy monster get hammered!"

"Well, I'm also very happy." Meluxin gently sat down beside Luo Wei: "My lord."

"Thank you." Luo Wei rubbed Meluxin's head.

Strictly speaking, the girl who was transformed into the primordial dragon of the world, who was much older than herself, had an expression of inexplicable comfort on her face.

The spirit base that now carries the power of the original dragon was shaped by Luo Wei himself.

Meluxin also has a natural closeness to Luo Wei.

In front of him, in the swaying and bumpy carriage, Mirta was still sitting upright, and Nero was praising his perfect performance just now.

"Yu is indeed the most perfect performer."

"However, your performance is not bad!"

Nero looked at Luo Wei and yelled: "As a special reward, Yu decided to call you a 'performer', that is, the most perfect performer who cooperates with a perfect performing artist like Yu!"

"Be happy, this is the emperor's reward!"

Luo Wei leaned over slightly, and Nero was sitting not far in front of him, so with such a bow, he also directly approached.

The girl's fiery red skirt was hanging down, and her slightly exposed chest was white and plump. She crossed her legs slightly and opened them, but she didn't mind Luo Wei's approach, but stared at Luo Wei with those green eyes. The golden and red pupils that came over.

Eyes facing each other, vermilion lips parted slightly, exhaling like blue.

"Your Majesty the Holy Son?" Maerda looked over, a little dazed.

Boudica also looked over, the red-haired girl didn't speak, and there was no surprise in her eyes.

The two knew that their relationship was not simple at a glance.

Nero smiled: "Huh? Is the performer so happy? Do you want to get close to Yu?"

"If you want further rewards, Yu doesn't mind..."

boom.

Without even thinking about it, Luo Wei flicked his fingers directly on Nero's smooth forehead covered by his hair.

"Um...it hurts!"

Nero's body fell back in an instant, and he fell down with his head in his arms.

"It's really healed, the scar is gone, and I haven't had a roof tile for three days!" Luo Wei shook his fingers, disdainfully.

On emperors.

My personality is much higher than yours.

Boudica was stunned, but Martha was relieved, she knew that the Holy Son is holy and holy, and would never do such a thing...

This is her 'faith'.

Although if Rowe did it, Mirtha would find an 'excuse' for herself in an instant...A missionary with a firm will always needs flexible thinking.

Luo Wei sat back beside Meluxin again.

He turned to look out the car window.

After entering the palace, the scenery is naturally different from the outside world. It is a verdant garden.

The guards are still strict and solemn.

in front...

The emperor's bedroom is there.

After returning to the emperor's bedroom, this trip was considered to be over, and it was a successful end.

Regardless of future plans.

At this moment, Nero was no longer the emperor of Rome appointed by Mars, but she gained prestige among the people.

The former is the orthodox name, and the latter is the foundation of rule.

Of course, for Nero herself, when she returned to her residence, she just wanted to have a good sleep and sleep until she woke up naturally.

I'm exhausted...

Lying on the soft bed, in the palace surrounded by light veils, the girl turned her eyes to Luo Wei who sent her over.

"Why don't the performers rest here too?"

"Yu doesn't mind..."

"Forget it, forget it, my family is poor, let me go!" Luo Wei cupped his hands and turned to leave.

Nero, who was almost trapped between the mattresses, looked at the back of Luo Wei's departure, and made a huh sound again.

Patriarch of Rome.

What a reliable performer!

She remembered the scene of meeting him in the deep alley, and remembered the inexplicable trust in him...

"Yu is indeed a wise, wise and perfect emperor, that's why he has his support."

Nero's vermilion lips raised, and the golden hair on the top of his head swayed from side to side... The young emperor slowly fell into a dream.

Luo Wei, who turned to leave, walked out of the bedroom door, outside the door, Melusin, Martha, and Boudica all stayed here and waited.

"My lord!" Meluxin walked to Luo Wei's side, faithfully fulfilling his duties as an 'apostle'.

But Boudica said: "Umm... Your Majesty, when will you give me the title?"

"Britannia needs me, and my people also need me to lead."

"So, Your Majesty, can I trouble you to hurry up a little?"

Princess Britannia's exquisite face with long red hair and a healthy and fair body is full of urgency.

Britannia has just been secured.

She really needs to lead.

"Don't worry, I've sent people to the Senate to prepare you for the conferring ceremony and make you the governor of the province of Britannia..."

Luo Wei waved his hand, and at this moment, a figure walked in from outside the door. It was a servant in the palace and also the emperor's herald.

She dragged her long skirt forward, and said, "Assistant Officer Luo Wei...Masters of the Senate, let me deliver this letter to you."

Luo Wei took the letter from her hand and opened it silently.

He saw a piece of blank parchment.

Boudica saw it too: "What does that mean?"

No answer.

Nor did it refuse.

"Is the Senate protesting non-violently and non-cooperatively?" Luo Wei crushed the parchment in his hand, and said, "It seems that those old people are very dissatisfied with us!"

He was not surprised that the group of elders would react like this. After all, he also led the affairs of a country in Uruk in the Mesopotamian period. Although the structure at that time was primitive, it already had The prototype of the frame.

So he is very clear that there must be small power groups under a large framework, and a strong supreme ruler is never a good thing for these small groups.

If it weren't for the fact that there were still gods in the Roman Empire, I'm afraid this group of people would even use various special methods to achieve their goals.

But even if the gods sheltered 'Augustus', they would still protest to the supreme emperor in various ways.

Non-violence, non-cooperation.

Don't fight, but don't do things either.

"Your Majesty, is there any trouble?"

Martha asked with emerald green eyes, "Do you need our help?"

"It's not troublesome, it's just that there are some obstacles." Luo Wei looked at Boudica: "I'm afraid your awarding ceremony will be delayed a little bit."

"Hey..., cough, is that so?" The momentary gaffe, and the adjustment after the momentary reaction, seemed to be to maintain his awe-inspiring impression as a warrior. Boudica straightened his face, but he still couldn't help asking : "Will it take long?"

"It won't be too long."

Luo Wei flicked his fingers, and said, "If they don't do anything, they can only find a substitute."

Yes, alternatives.

People are always involved in various interests.

Living in the world is bound to have all kinds of entanglements.

That being the case.

Since it is difficult to get rid of.

So... Wouldn't it be good to seek help from 'people' who are not in this world?

"What do you say? Mellie."