Please Put Me on the Throne of Heroes

The young man who packed his bags and left home waved goodbye to his parents: "Father, mother, I want to join the army and defend our Rome!"

"This year's harvest has increased again!" In the countryside of Rome, an old farmer with a vicissitudes of life looked at the lush fields and smiled.

In the silent school, there was a deafening voice: "Teacher, teacher, I want to know, how can I control my spirit?"

"Lord in heaven, King on earth, everything is in your palm." In the holy church, the young priest bowed his head and prayed: "The Father bestows destiny on the Son, and the Son gives destiny to all living beings..."

"..."

This is the Noble Phantasm displayed by Nero.

"The glorious imperial government sung by the virgins" is not only in Nero, not only in the city of Rome, and in the group of nobles.

But on all Romans.

In the essence, energy, and spirit of Rome.

This is both the dance that Nero Claudius offered to Rowe, and this is the splendor of Rome that she wove for Rowe.

"Player, how are you?" Nero raised his hand, dancing lightly.

Luo Wei silently swept his eyes across the scenes and figures, and finally settled in front of him.

He smiled: "Thank you for your hard work."

In order to create this prosperous age of Rome.

Nero must have worked hard, exhausted his energy.

after he left.

The girl emperor is still supporting the huge empire with her slender shoulders alone...

Thanks a lot.

next second.

The four fields were suddenly dark.

The song is over, ushering in the final curtain call.

But the figure in Luo Wei's eyes became more and more clear.

The last dance step landed, and the fluttering long skirt twirled slightly, bringing up the petite and graceful figure and embracing Luo Wei.

Luo Wei didn't refuse, but embraced Nero, holding the slender waist with his palms.

Soft and rippling, the red dress hangs down.

Nero raised his face.

Gently kissed Luo Wei.

No one can stop this moment.

Because the "show" is done.

The ceremony has been successful.

The power of the inherent barrier has been maximized - everyone except Nero will be suppressed by the emperor.

This is not the power of the emperor alone.

It is the spirit of the Roman collective.

It is a precious thing that human beings have not been able to pick up at this moment.

It is also a treasure left by Luo Wei for mankind.

Especially at this moment.

The key to Nero's success.

The power of "civilization"!

On the stage, overlapping curtains fell, locking the view from all sides, turning the stage into a closed space.

Nero pushed Luo Wei to the ground at the same time.

Luo Wei was startled, looking at the girl emperor who was leaning over him and still kissing him.

Those green eyes were full of longing.

Full of confusion.

This splendor of Rome is my gift to you.

But the glory I long for...

Only you.

The rest of the players.

Dedicate to me... the enthusiasm of the performer!

Chapter 8 Altila, join the battlefield!

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Nero's kiss is just like her, full of flame-like enthusiasm, and it is also the manifestation of her emotions accumulated for 2000 years.

This emotion was so heavy that Luo Wei could not refuse.

He has never been the kind of person to shrink back, and he will never avoid emotions—in any case, Nero is 'brought' out by him.

Of course, in fact, Nero would not allow him to refuse.

The "imperial power" of His Majesty the Emperor of Rome has already been displayed to the extreme.

Lips and tongues intertwined, hot and close.

The soft carcass is delicately intertwined.

Under the stage, covered by heavy curtains, only two vague shadows can be vaguely seen.

Atalanta snapped back to her senses.

She quickly bent her bow and set her arrow, aiming the arrow at the heavily covered stage in the darkened theater hall.

"—Rowei, it's my prey!"

A sharp light appeared in the girl hunter's yellow-green animal pupils.

She gritted her teeth, revealing a pair of sharp animal teeth.

"Don't waste your energy, here, you and I can't break through." Artoria looked extremely calm instead.

She stopped Atalanta's move: "This is the power of 'civilization'!"

Rome, which covered the human world in the past with Western civilization, has already become the true origin of Western civilization at the present moment.

Even if Rome inherited many things from Greece.

But on the 'tree' that sprouted from the sea within the stars, the position of Greece is far below Rome.

Whether as civilization, or as the origin of civilization.

Greece is not as good.

Not to mention that it actually originated from the Kingdom of Camelot in Rome.

So when the ritual inside the inherent barrier unfolded, neither Arturia nor Atalanta could do anything.

I can only watch the entanglement of the two shadows looming on the stage...

Rowe's 'first time'...

"Don't worry, someone will deal with her!"

Arturia smiled.

Yes, someone could handle her, the emperor of Rome.

The King of Knights can feel, and even more know, that person is approaching at this moment——

And, swing the sword!

Atalanta raised her head abruptly and looked up.

The sound of the wind suddenly emerged above the dim Roman Grand Theater and the inherent enchantment that the Roman emperor had unfurled.

Huhu reverberates, it should not exist in this confined space... the wind from the outside world!

Click, click, click.

After the wind, a broken sound,

Like a shattered mirror, wisps of shimmering light emerge from it, followed by sharp edges.

is a sword.

The intertwined sword lights of three colors crashed down and slashed straight towards the stage covered by the curtain.

"Who is that!?"

"Attila, conqueror who destroyed the Roman Empire!"

The God's Whip that destroyed Roman civilization is undoubtedly the only existence that can deal with Nero, the inherent enchantment formed by the condensed Roman civilization.

Restraint to 'civilization'.

Special attack on 'Rome'!

The two entangled in the curtain suddenly stopped, and Nero, who was twisting his delicate body, suddenly separated from Luo Wei and raised his head.

The silk thread link was broken, and Luo Wei exhaled.

I don't know whether to rejoice or regret.

"Huh? Someone came to bother you? But it's okay—"

"Player, you are always a surplus!"

Nero raised a charming smile.