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420. Nero's Most Full Night/Exchange with the Lord/End of Life (4k)

"what?"

Ian looked at Nero who came to him after the Senate meeting, and couldn't believe what he had just heard.

Christian rituals?

She had never said before that she had such a belief.

No, to be precise, Nero had no faith at all - after all, as the Roman emperor, she was already at the pinnacle of power.

"Nero, are you serious?"

"You...are going to participate in a Christian ceremony?"

"Hmm~" The girl tilted her head slightly, and a hint of mischief was revealed in her green eyes.

"Teacher, you are wrong - it's not that I want to participate in that kind of Christian ceremony, but that both I and the teacher have to participate."

"No, you..."

Before Ian could finish his words, the girl covered his mouth with her hand.

The latter began to "command" his lover in an unquestionable tone.

"Seneca—!"

"I am telling you now as the Roman Emperor that you must follow me to attend this ceremony tomorrow, no matter what. Otherwise..."

"No, not otherwise!"

"I don't accept the second possibility! Well, that's it!"

[Nero didn't give you any chance to reject her. ]

【You realize that this ceremony is very important to her. 】

[You suddenly realize that this may be inextricably linked to your condition.]

[She said this for your own good.]

【so--】

[Although you don't know what you will do next, you are still very willing to participate in that kind of Christian ceremony with Nero. ]

As a manifestation of the power of the Roman Empire, Roman religion developed beyond imagination under Nero's policies that benefited the people a lot.

After all, when people have enough food and clothing, they are naturally willing to spend time believing in something to satisfy their spiritual needs.

Among them, the relatively prominent and well-developed sect is the one called "Christianity".

It is said that in the Roman Empire, one in five people was a Christian, and at least half of every twenty people had heard of this sect.

Of course, Ian had not confirmed this matter, which sounded quite scary at first glance.

The reason for doing this is very simple - Nero actually doesn't care much about religious matters, nor does he restrict the people from trusting a certain religion.

And it is not without reason that she would do such a thing.

"If I can't even compare to those illusory things, how can I be recognized as the one and only emperor?"

"I will never restrict the citizens of Rome from believing in what they wish to see!"

"Because I will be more attractive than them!"

Yes.

The girl's pride even made her feel that she could compare to those sectarian figures who only existed in rumors.

But Ian didn't see anything wrong with it.

As an emperor, he should have such courage and confidence. Otherwise, how could he have the guts to deal with those difficult matters?

and--

Nero's performance is fully worthy of this confidence.

After all, during her reign, Rome's national strength reached a new level, and this influence was even reflected in Greece.

It is no exaggeration to say that Nero's performance far surpassed that of her father and she was a well-deserved Roman emperor.

But therein lies the crux of the matter.

Since Nero believed that his charm was completely comparable to that of Christianity itself, she would not care about this religion at all.

On this basis, how could it be possible for me to go to the so-called ceremony with her?

Ian in the palace room couldn't figure out this problem. It was like a dark cloud surrounding the man's heart, making it difficult for him to let go.

It was not until the arrival of Nero that this vortex of thinking was completely broken.

"Hmm~ Why is the teacher standing there motionless? Is he thinking about Yu?"

"..."

A familiar voice interrupted Ian's thoughts on the problem.

When he returned to reality and was about to respond, he froze there.

Nero was not wearing the bright red dress she usually wore, which she called "rose in bloom".

Instead, it was replaced by a white wedding dress.

No, it cannot be called a wedding dress, but it is a design similar to a wedding dress, but it is more suitable for wearing in public occasions and is relatively noble clothing.

Nero was so beautiful that Ian couldn't help but take a few more glances at her.

The girl herself also noticed the change in her teacher's gaze. She turned around with a slightly red face and then asked:

"Teacher, do you think I look good?"

"It looks good." Ian answered without hesitation, "But why are you wearing clothes like this, Nero? You've never worn anything like this before, right?"

"Hmm~" Nero puffed out his proud chest and then introduced himself with pride.

"Of course the teacher has never seen it."

"This is a piece of clothing that I designed myself. I just had it woven a few days ago."

"This……"

Ian immediately realized that this was something Nero had specially configured for today.

But before he could ask any more questions, the girl's next question came up.

"Teacher, since you think Yu is beautiful, that means you must like this dress too, right?"

"Yes, yes..."

"Hmm~" Nero raised his eyebrows, seemingly getting the answer he wanted.

She licked her lips, then leaned close to the man's ear and spoke like a succubus;

"How about I wear this outfit to serve the teacher's flute tonight?"

"Hmm~ I guess the teacher must be exhausted from working so hard, right?"

"..."

Ian took a deep breath.

"Nero, if you continue like this, the teacher won't be able to bear it."

"Then don't endure it--" The girl kissed the man's lips gently, "But now you have to complete the ritual with Yu first."

"After that, I will satisfy all the teacher's needs."

"……it is good."

[You set out with Nero.]

[Of course, when you are outside, you are still quite restrained - everyone thinks you are just ordinary monarchs and ministers. ]

[As for Nero's suit, no one dared to question it.]

[Whatever the Roman emperor does is right - this seems to have become the common understanding of ordinary citizens. ]

【You have arrived at the cathedral.】

[This is a place that symbolizes the bliss of Christianity. Every devout Christian will come here to worship the "Lord" who holds a very high position in their hearts.]

[But you can clearly feel that Nero's intentions are different from these people. ]

Inside the cathedral.

"Your Majesty, this way please."

A nun led Nero and Ian around the dense crowd and into the depths of the church.

The pale-haired priest was holding a cross, standing in front of the podium, looking seriously and solemnly at the two people who had arrived.

It felt like facing some kind of ritual that, once started, could never be stopped.

Ian was still thinking about what it could be when the priest raised his hand, signaling the nun to leave immediately.

When there were only three people in the room, his throat moved slightly and he spoke in a trembling voice.

"Your Majesty, are you sure you want to use your own fate as a prayer to ask the Lord to bless Mr. Seneca with healing?"

Ian's eyes widened.

He had never expected that the so-called ceremony mentioned by Nero would be like this.

But before the man could stop her, the young Roman emperor nodded directly:

"Yes, I agree to the exchange."

"Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus hereby swears."

"I will completely intertwine my destiny with Rome and bring order to this land for your Lord."

"Your Gospel in Rome will come, and I hope He will answer this prayer quickly."

"I see."

The priest wiped the sweat from his forehead with his wide sleeve.

Obviously, even as a priest, this was the first time he was responsible for conveying such a request.

Due to his status, the priest dared not say anything extra. He could only pray silently and earnestly convey Nero's wish to the Lord of Christianity.

"It's really troublesome."

Nero pouted.

"Not only do I have to change clothes, but I also have to read these weird words to another person. It's so uncomfortable."

"If that guy called the Lord can't fulfill my wish later, I will never forgive him!"

"No!" Ian said anxiously, "Nero, do you know what you just said?"

"What do you mean by intertwining fate with Rome?! Are you crazy?!!!"

"I'm not crazy."

Nero turned around and looked at her teacher. Her green eyes were already filled with indescribable depths, but at the same time, there was a firmness that belonged only to a young girl.

"Teacher, this is my most urgent need."

"I can't bear to see my teacher being tortured like this - so even if it means I will suffer, I will let that fellow called 'Master' heal you."

"Of course, as for those so-called costs, I don't care at all."

"after all--"

Nero tilted his head slightly, and then smiled brightly.

"My reason has been telling me one thing."

"That's Rome when the teacher is there."

"If the teacher wasn't here... then it would be nothing more than a handful of dirt to me."

[Nero forced his request for healing on the Lord of Christianity in a way you never imagined.]

[But unfortunately, the other party seemed to have no intention of responding to Nero at all. ]

【Your condition worsens further over the next month.】