No one knows King Arthur better than I do

So except for Caesar who chose to build the palace in Gaul, it is said that the palaces of the other three emperors were built in Rome.

Originally, Artoria thought that there should be three royal palaces in Rome.

They are the palace of the ancestor Romulus, the palace of the emperor Nero and the palace of the sword emperor Lucius.

But in fact, when the soldiers brought her to the area where the emperor was, she found that there were actually only two imperial palaces, one on the far left and one on the far right of the huge area where the imperial palace was located, like two patron saints guarding the whole of Rome.

And the soldiers were leading her towards one of the palaces.

"Shouldn't Rome have three palaces?"

Arturia couldn't help asking, but the Roman soldiers who led her explained to her after they brought her to the gate of the palace.

"You didn't know it when you first came to Rome—Emperor Nero and Sword Emperor Lucius have always lived together, and you don't have to feel that you are underestimated if you don't have a team to welcome you. You can be brought before the emperor immediately, This is the highest degree of courtesy in Rome."

After saying this, the Roman soldier looked at Artoria's face with a strange expression.

"In the beginning, I actually wondered why I wanted to get married, but now I see your face and I understand..."

The Roman soldier said an exclamation that Arturia couldn't understand, and walked away shaking his head.

The leader left, and the messenger who was originally in the palace entered the palace to report. Artoria didn't wait long, and then heard such a confident and imposing voice from inside the palace.

"Hmm! Wang who is standing outside, I already know you're coming—come in."

……

【End of this volume】

1. Do you believe that I will give you the whole hard work?

Rome, Gaul.

The general who traveled with Caesar a while ago returned with his troops basically intact, but Caesar did not come back with him.

Gaul without that emperor would be as dead.

Lost vigor, anger and hope.

Until that day--

"I am back."

The slightly fatter Caesar appeared on the pier, but whether it was the shabby clothes with stains or the olive crown with a few leaves... no matter how poor the attire, it could not cover up that The confidence on the emperor's face and the sense of presence on his body.

No one in Gaul did not know the emperor.

Even beggars begging on the street and laborers who have worked hard all year round will salute from the bottom of their hearts when they see the emperor.

He is the light of Gaul, the faith and hope of Gaul.

"My lord, we knew you would definitely come back!"

The general, who had been in a state of depression since the day he returned, appeared in the sight of Karl, who was disguised as Caesar, with his messy hair.

Although Karl was amazed by Caesar's presence in Gaul, he just followed Caesar's example and snorted softly.

"But you don't look like you trust me."

"I am very sorry…"

For the general's apology, Karl waved his hand casually.

"Send me back, prepare new clothes and food for me by the way, and don't be too nervous-I want to take a good rest for a day."

"Yes!"

For Caesar's order, the general did not have the slightest doubt. He led Karl into the carriage, then drove Karl's horse himself, and sent him to the palace built by Caesar in Gaul.

Then, according to Caesar's instructions, the order was conveyed meticulously.

indeed.

Gaul didn't make too much noise, but if you look carefully, you can find that the light in the eyes of these Gaul people has returned, because-their emperor is back.

☆

Karl has been on his way for the past few days. After arriving in the palace, he also changed his clothes. After eating something, he fell asleep in a state of light alert.

It was around six o'clock in the morning that the system woke him up.

Basking in the morning sun, Karl yawned slightly, and while habitually pressing the lottery option, he was also thinking about what he would do after playing the role of Caesar.

He is not Caesar, let alone a good actor.

Fortunately, Caesar was also an unpredictable emperor.

So Karl didn't intend to deliberately act like Caesar from the very beginning, which is more natural.

The courtiers will let me adapt to the changes of the emperor!

He only needs to remember a few key points, and the others... If it doesn't work, can he call for off-field assistance?

With this in mind, Karl casually put the spices drawn from the system into the space ring in his hand, then took out a crystal ball from the space ring, and finally came to Caesar’s usual office place.

There are thick documents on the table, basically all the things that Caesar usually has to deal with.

Karl glanced casually. Although he thought he could handle some of these documents, he just glanced at them, and then injected magic power into the crystal ball.

In an instant, a picture appeared on the crystal ball.

——The other end of the screen is none other than Caesar himself.

Now he seems to be a little fatter.

But when he saw Karl on the other side of the crystal ball facing him with his face when he was not so fat, even he was stunned for a moment.

"...You really pretended to be me and went back to Rome."

While Caesar lamented how fussy Lucius (Carl) was, he vaguely felt a pain in his temple.

"So, what do you mean by contacting me with this appearance now?"

Caesar could already see that he was getting fatter like this, but his eyes were still sharp.

Hearing Caesar's question, Karl smiled and turned the crystal ball around, so that the lens of the crystal ball was aimed at the documents on the table.

"Didn't I come to Gaul, and I wanted you to finish the work you didn't finish? Yes, I blessed the crystal ball on your side with the ability to physically interfere with this side, just write It can certainly be done.”

"what!?"

"You asked me to help you complete your impersonation of me?"

"You're not out of your mind, are you?"

Hearing Caesar's words, Karl shrugged helplessly.

"It can't be helped. If you don't deal with it, I will tell you clearly. What is the conflict between ministers, someone is driving up prices, how much is harvested and the price of food, and it is proposed to increase military spending? I can sentence you to death. They were all sentenced to death!"

Caesar looked at Karl like this, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

"And don't even try to pass on the secret information through these things, or be careful that I will use your face. At twelve o'clock at noon, the top of the Roman imperial city will give the Roman people a hard job--perform a split in the air , peeing in public to let them learn more, and you can figure out how to do it!"

hiss--

Caesar felt a little uncomfortable.

If it was someone else, he would send some secret information, and then Rome would use a special technique to check it, and it would definitely be found out, so the threat would naturally be self-defeating.

But Lucius (Carl)...

Well, I can't find out, and he's pretty good at hitting. He really wants to pee on the spot, and most people can't control him!

Even if the ancestor of the gods makes a move, he can pee on you if you don't pay attention!

But if someone else made such a threat, Caesar would definitely not compromise.

Because the more stupid things you do, the more you prove to be a fake!

But facing Karl's words, he has his own considerations.

So after thinking for a while and suppressing his anger, Caesar sighed helplessly, and then tried to use the remote physical interference carried by the crystal ball to honestly deal with these Gaul's internal affairs.

Carl, on the other hand, snorted softly, found a place with the best sunlight, lifted out the lazy sofa in the system space, and lay down in the sun after a long absence, spending his days leisurely.

An inexplicable idea suddenly jumped out of Karl's mind who was lying here.

——He pretended to be Caesar, let Caesar do all the work, and then he spent his days lazily like this every day, and he could still enjoy the treatment of the emperor!

tsk tsk...

His dream of becoming the emperor of the land that he held when he was in Britain seems to have come true!

He comfortably picked a grape and stuffed it into his mouth.

Carl looked at Caesar who was familiar with the remote control while handling the work at the desk, a smile unconsciously hung on his face, and he sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"Rome, what a wonderful place."

……

2. Caesar: My courtiers are very easy to manage!

On Gaul's side, because Caesar is here, Gaul is basically considered to have a similar status to the city of Rome, and it is also the second imperial capital within Rome.

Because of this, the ministers and nobles belonging to Caesar also gathered here.

Before the court meeting, all the ministers gathered together.

Among them, the Minister of Communication, who was responsible for receiving and delegating the instructions from Caesar, appeared in front of everyone holding a large stack of documents at the moment.

Seeing him coming, the other ministers were a little dazed.

Because logically speaking, as the minister of communication, the other party should take this stack of documents to a special location at this moment, and then carefully classify them before handing them over to other ministers.

But today he brought the documents together.

But puzzled and puzzled, no one asked questions.

— After all, Caesar is such a weird guy.

——I can't guarantee that this matter is a strange order from the emperor.

"Ministers, this is a document approved by the emperor - I haven't read it, and I haven't classified it. I just got it. I didn't come here this time because of the order of the emperor."

He said so, and then put the document in front of everyone with a serious face.

"I said something outrageous, have you never thought that the emperor who came back this time is someone else pretending to be?"

Hearing his words, the officials below immediately began to discuss in a low voice.

What kind of emperor there is what kind of courtiers.

Caesar himself is a man who is good at politics and a bit suspicious, so it is not surprising that there will be such a person among his courtiers.

but…

"Minister of Communication, you should think about the matter well - if your guess is wrong, then I think you should go to the emperor yourself to ask for death!"

It was the general who spoke.

The Minister of Communication was not annoyed after hearing the general's words, and nodded directly.

"I am very sure of that!"

He was loyal to Caesar.

So there is no dissatisfaction with the general's words.

"But I still maintain a skeptical attitude before it is established. First of all, the emperor himself has gained a lot of weight. Don't you think about it, why did the emperor become fat after being captured?"

When the general thought of seeing Caesar eating and drinking in prison at last, he raised his eyebrows somewhat.

The other ministers didn't know this, so they made guesses with some doubts.

"Could it be that the emperor was abused too much and was swollen from being beaten?"

The minister of communication snorted coldly when he heard the unrestrained thoughts.

"Do you believe it when you say it?"

Forehead…

Right.