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

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Taking into account the actual situation and a series of subsequent problems that would arise from the forced transfer of land ownership, Nero did not finally settle the matter completely according to the will, but instead adopted a more flexible approach.

That is to bring the entire Britannia directly under his own command, but at the same time, give it sufficient governance authority and send Roman troops to achieve the highest degree of protection.

In this way, he fulfilled his father's will, expanded Rome's borders, and protected Britannia at the same time.

No matter how you think about it, this should be a win-win situation.

But now...the other party has rebelled again.

Not to mention Nero, even Ian himself couldn't figure out why this happened - this was clearly a thankless task.

"Nero, don't be impatient."

The man calmed the girl down and then gave his opinion.

"It was certainly a rebellion, no matter what."

"I think we should act quickly - otherwise, the cities around Britannia will likely be forced to revolt. If we deal with it later, it will become a large-scale problem."

"That's what I've been waiting for, Teacher!" Nero smiled, "Teacher, I've already assembled the army and am ready to attack them at any time."

"The Aestus estus has not been used for a long time - it is time to let it dance in fire."

"Yeah." Ian nodded, indicating that he agreed with Nero's approach.

But he quickly added another sentence.

"But Nero, just to be on the safe side, I think we should bring the magician troops along this time."

"After all, we haven't actually come into contact with those people from Britannia, so it's better to be on guard."

"Teacher, what you said makes sense." Nero pursed his chin and thought seriously, "Then take half of it - let Rocusta take the remaining half. I still need someone to defend Rome for me."

"Nero, you seem to trust her very much." Ian said.

"No." The girl shook her head, "The only person I trust in my life is my teacher."

"As for Locusta...it's just because she's a lunatic who's willing to follow me."

"People like this are much safer to use than the average person."

"I see."

[You and Nero finally confirmed the policy of suppressing the rebellion.]

[That is to organize an expeditionary force composed mainly of infantry, supplemented by cavalry, and mixed with a large number of magicians. ]

[To be fair, you confirm that this is the most powerful legion that Rome has been able to organize so far. ]

[After all, the miracle called "magic" is not something that ordinary armies can touch. ]

[Of course, in order to ensure safety to the greatest extent possible, you advised Nero not to publicize the fact that magicians were mixed into the army.]

[The latter also understood that you were trying to preserve the chassis, so he agreed without hesitation. ]

[Everything is ready. You will set out from the imperial capital of Rome and head towards the front line.]

Unlike the skeleton army organized by Agrippina, the rebels of Britannia acted much more quickly.

In less than a week, news of the fall of the frontline city of Camrodonu quickly reached the ears of Ian and Nero.

But before this news could be fully digested, rumors of Rondinium's failure came like the wind.

"Damn it!" Nero on the horse tightened the reins.

"How could my border troops be so vulnerable?!"

This idea is not surprising - after all, after the incident with Agrippina, Nero reorganized his army.

"..."

Knowing that Nero was in a bad mood at the moment, Ian quickly spoke:

"Nero."

"I think maybe it's not that our army is not strong enough - it's just that those people in Britannia are too powerful."

"Teacher, how did you make that judgment?" Nero asked puzzled.

"That's naturally a question of the speed of advancement."

Ian looked at the endless plain in front of him.

"Just think about it... We have only been on the road for a short time, but we have already heard that the enemy has conquered two cities in succession."

"Think about it from this perspective. If you were the commander of the second city, what would you do when you heard that the first city fell in less than a week?"

"Of course we are fully prepared - how can we just sit there and surrender?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Nero was stunned.

She suddenly understood the hidden message in Ian's words.

"Teacher, are you trying to say that the enemy was able to defeat the enemy despite the full preparation of the army of Rondinium?"

"Not necessarily," Ian replied, "but in this case, I think it's very likely, isn't it?"

"..."

Nero was silent for a long moment, and it was clear that she didn't like this assumption.

"So--"

"This time, I'm afraid we'll have to face an enemy that's many times more powerful than Mother Yu."

"Yes." Ian rubbed Nero's head, "But you should be more excited, right?"

"of course."

The young emperor raised her primordial fire (Aestus estus) and pointed it towards the sky.

"I am the Emperor of Rome. I shall destroy all enemies who dare to stand in my way!"

[You and Nero continue to march. ]

[You are getting closer and closer to the Britannian rebels. ]

[Some rumors also reached your ears on the road. 】

"What?" Ian looked at the fleeing people in front of him, "You said the person leading the rebels is a woman?"

"Yes, Master Seneca!"

The refugees looked panicked and used their hands and feet to describe what they saw.

"She's amazing - the chariot she drives seems to be blessed by the gods and is invincible. If you don't pay attention, you will be crushed!"

"This……"

After hearing the unexpected news, Ian's expression became a little complicated.

A woman driving a chariot?

This doesn't sound like an easy enemy to deal with...

However, despite all kinds of concerns in his heart, Ian knew that he absolutely could not show his worries in front of the people now - that would completely destroy their will.

"It's ok."

"Whether on horseback or in a chariot, our Emperor Nero will definitely take care of her, please rest assured!"

"in addition--"

Ian took out a few gold coins from his clothes, which were his few savings.

"Here." He placed them in the refugee's hands.

"Lord Seneca, this is...not good, right?"

"It's nothing bad - your lives are a hundred times more important than gold coins, so stay away from the battlefield and be careful on the road."

"Yes!"

[After watching the refugees leave, you returned to Nero and told her the information you had obtained.]

[The latter also showed a reaction similar to yours - after all, driving a chariot blessed by the gods is quite rare. ]

[You have further realized the strength of the enemy.]

"Teacher, it seems that the usual methods can't be used." Nero frowned slightly.

"Yes."

Ian nodded.

"Although we cannot confirm whether the other party has really received the blessing of God, since there are such rumors, we have to prepare for the worst."

"Teacher, do you mean to use the magician?"

"It's not just that—"

There was a gleam of wisdom in Ian's eyes, the kind of expression he would have when facing someone who had offended Nero.

"I think we have to be a little more adventurous."

[You and Nero have come up with some kind of plan.]

[Two days later, you arrived near Verulamiam - this is the third city captured by the Britannian rebels in two weeks.]

[Here, you met the woman in the rumors. ]

The cold wind blew across the plain, causing the fire that should have been extinguished to burn again.

Nero looked forward, and then saw the rumored enemy.

She was a mature woman wearing a crown and a white battle robe, her long, soft red hair fluttering in the wind like waves.

Holding a sword and a shield, she was standing on a chariot pulled by two horses, looking serious and earnest.

She looked at Nero and said coldly:

“Finally, this day has come.”

"I, Boudica, Queen of Britannia, swear by the goddess Andrastra that I will crush you under my wheels, tyrant of Rome."

"oh--?"

Nero smiled coldly.

"Interesting idea - but whether you are qualified to do such a thing to Yu is unclear."

"Now you'll know if I'm qualified!"

Boudica raised her sword and pointed it at Nero.

"Warriors of Britannia! Follow me and fight bravely! The tyrant who oppresses us is right before us!"

“Wow wow wow!!!!!”

Boudica's order was like a stimulant that excited all her soldiers.

Driving the chariot, she led the high-spirited troops and rushed towards the Roman army like a tide.

Soon, this kind of attack was effective, and the Roman army began to retreat step by step, like sand being washed away - everything looked exactly the same as the scene when they had captured three cities in a row before.

But Boudica didn't care about these at all. In her eyes, there was only Nero, who was dressed extremely luxuriously even on the battlefield.

A chase began.

"You are nothing more than that!"

Boudica, who was driving her chariot closely behind Nero, said, "Die, you tyrant who oppresses Britannia!"

"It's really baffling."

"I'm not happy to be called a tyrant." Nero said as he turned his horse's head and took out the peculiarly shaped sword.

"Burn, Aestus estus!"

"what?!"

As soon as Nero finished speaking, a huge flaming slash rushed towards Boudica.

Fortunately, she is already a battle-hardened warrior and can react very quickly to such emergencies.