In the world of Type-Moon, start by becoming Morgan's husband!

Although he always felt that taking out mushrooms was a bit outrageous, because the other party was a loyal follower of Nero, Ian could only do as much as possible according to her ideas.

He took the mushroom from her hand, and after thanking her, he was about to take a symbolic bite of the mushroom.

But at this moment, a flash of light appeared, and when it returned to its original state, the mushroom in Ian's hand had turned into ashes.

Agrippina appeared not far away.

She glanced at Ian, then at the girl who claimed to be Locusta, and then spoke:

“Seneca.”

"Today's meeting...let's stop here for now."

"..."

Although he felt something was not right, looking at Agrippina's expression, Ian knew that now was not the time to ask more questions.

"I understand."

"Well, I'll take my leave now."

After the man said this, he turned and left the alley.

Looking at his back, Lokusta became anxious.

"Lady Agrippina—!"

"Why don't you let him eat my poisonous mushrooms? That way, you don't have to waste time trying to figure out how to get rid of him, right?"

"Not yet, Locusta."

Agrippina looked at Ian who was gradually walking away and sneered.

"Seneca, there is still value in using it."

"Locusta, come with me - there are more important things now, and I need your mushrooms to help."

"no problem!"

[You don't know the conversation between Agrippina and Locusta.]

[But you can feel that the relationship between the two of them is definitely unusual.]

[This wife who murdered her two husbands seems to be planning something earth-shattering again.]

[In the Roman capital, perhaps there will be an unprecedented change. 】

[But you still haven't told Nero about all this - you don't want her to be affected unnecessarily at this time when she should be happy.]

【That is your duty as a teacher. 】

Late at night, inside a Roman palace.

According to the agreement with Nero, Ian came to her room.

As the future successor to the Roman Empire, the girl's room was no longer as stingy as before.

Now, she lives in a place second only to her stepfather Claudius.

According to traditional etiquette, Ian, as a teacher, could not enter here under any circumstances - in other words, he actually came to this place at the risk of being caught.

After looking around and confirming that there was no one there, Ian reached out and knocked on the door gently.

"Nero, here I come."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened with a snap, and then a white hand stretched out from inside and pulled Ian in.

pat.

The door closed again.

The corridor returned to its former quietness.

[Although you were mentally prepared, you were still shocked by the scene in front of you when you entered Nero's room.]

[The girl spread roses all over her room.]

[It was the blooming season, and the flowers carefully arranged by the girl exuded a faint fragrance, turning the room into a miniature palace of flowers. ]

[You can't help but sigh - Nero's talent in decoration is quite good. ]

[If she had not had the ambition to become an emperor, perhaps she could have become an excellent architect.]

"Teacher, be careful of the thorns of the rose." Nero's reminder rang in Ian's ears, allowing him to return to reality.

The man looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but sigh.

"Nero, did you design this by yourself?"

"Yes, teacher." The girl nodded without hesitation, "I did this by myself."

"No reference to anything else?"

"No - I'm the future emperor of Rome, why should I refer to other people's things?"

"...Then you are quite amazing." Ian's eyes swept across the surrounding environment, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Even teachers may not be able to do this kind of thing."

Ian's praise made Nero even happier.

She took his hand and sat down on the bed.

At the head of the bed, there was the wine prepared by the girl, waiting quietly in the exquisite glass, like the emperor's most loyal guards.

"Teacher, have a drink."

"Ah."

Ian and Nero each picked up a glass of wine, and then after looking at each other, they toasted each other.

Watching the wine fall from each other's lips, both of them smiled.

"Nero, congratulations - you will really become the emperor of Rome in the future."

"Hmm~" Nero smiled sweetly, "It's all thanks to the teacher's help - without the teacher, I wouldn't be able to get to where I am today."

"..."

"..."

The two silently stared at each other, and their lips finally moved closer and closer - not surprisingly, the lips stained with wine once again came into intimate contact.

There was no excitement or entanglement.

Nero quickly released Ian's mouth, pushed him down on the bed, and said boldly:

"Teacher - I'm drunk."

"So what happens next...is not the teacher's fault, but I can't control my alcohol."

"..."

Ian knew what this meant—Nero wanted to get closer to him on the day he was announced as the crown prince.

He stroked her fair cheek.

He knew she wasn't drunk.

But he also knew she wanted him to think she was drunk.

But... do we really have to move on from this?

Once you step out, there is absolutely no turning back.

While Ian was hesitating, Nero's voice sounded again, with a hint of grievance in it.

"As expected... the teacher still doesn't want to do this."

"I...can't bring out the lion side of the teacher at all."

"..."

Obviously, this was a tactic of playing hard to get - Nero also began to learn how to "use" himself.

but……

What if she is really sad?

What if she really feels that she is not liked?

Although the possibility of this happening may not even be one in ten thousand, but just in case...

No.

There is nothing to hesitate about.

It was because of this idea that I did so many things for Nero.

I love her soul and her body - it's just such a simple logic and no additional excuses are needed.

"No, the lion will eat you right now."

Ian said this and then pulled the quilt up.

In the room full of roses, the quilt rolled up, and the girl's most joyful voice came from inside.

[You and Nero have crossed the edge of taboo. ]

[Compared to you, she seems to be happier after having her virginity taken away. ]

[She nestles in your arms with a full harvest, and says in the most uninhibited voice, "Next time I will make sure there is not a drop left." 】

[And you listened to these words, although you didn't say it, you were actually very happy as well. ]

[You suddenly realized your real purpose - it was not to see Nero become emperor, but just to see her happy like she is now, so you chose the path of emperor.]

【You face up to her position in your heart. 】

[The relationship between you and Nero has become better and better because of this. 】

[But at the same time, a more terrible change was brewing in secret - that was the storm that Agrippina once again set off. ]

[In the second month after marrying his niece, Claudius fell ill.]

[The Roman Empire has entered an unprecedented period of tension. ]

400. Nero's hobby is very specific / the evil woman who poisoned the emperor / follow suit (4k)

【This is shocking news. 】

[No one expected that Claudius would fall ill the month after his wedding.]

[But you have a keen sense of something - this must be related to Agrippina.]

[Before things got completely out of control, you contacted her secretly.]

After a court meeting in a Roman palace.

Ian took advantage of the fact that no one was around and successfully met Agrippina.

"Madam...did you take any other measures?"

Agrippina smiled calmly and nodded directly - she no longer intended to hide her feelings.

"Seneca, you're right."

"..."

Ian's heart sank, but he didn't feel surprised at all.

The reason is simple. This is not the first time Agrippina has done this.

How could she feel sorry for her husband when she could even take advantage of her daughter?

"Madam... aren't you afraid of something happening?"

"You, you've only just married him for a short time, right?"

"That's indeed the case." Agrippina seemed very calm, as if she was just a bystander and all this had nothing to do with her.

"So Seneca, what are you going to do about it?"

"Will you sever your ties with me, or will you just make public what I did?"