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But before she could feel sad for a few seconds, the man's next words shattered her tangled mood.

"Then become my slave, Boudica."

"Slave?" It was the first time that Boudica was acknowledged in this way by Ian. Her intuition told her that the man in front of her wanted to give her an identity before leaving.

And this is indeed the case.

Ian hugged Boudica in his arms, and then explained his previous speech very seriously.

"You surrendered to Rome, so you are a slave of Rome."

"As the Roman Emperor's teacher, I was very mean and fell in love with your face and body. As a slave, you could not resist me and could only obey me."

"therefore--"

Ian's hand gently stroked Boudica's cheek, feeling a wave of heartache.

"In this process, you are forced to do all this. You don't have any right to choose. Do you understand?"

"..."

No matter how confused Boudica was at this moment, she could still understand the meaning of his words.

Ian was saying something in his own way: that you can maintain this delicate relationship with him without any psychological burden.

The Queen of Britannia suddenly had a bold idea.

"Then Seneca, you are the master I should serve, right?"

"……Yes."

"In that case—" Boudica took Ian's hand, with a hint of shyness in her emerald green eyes.

"Is it time for me to serve my master now?"

"..."

Ian actually didn't have any thoughts in that regard, but seeing Boudica's expectant eyes, he knew he had to respond well.

after all--

Her love is so fragrant, and the aroma that emanates from it is so mellow that it cannot be ignored no matter what.

Twelve hours before he was about to disappear in the singularity, Ian didn't think he should just ignore it.

Ever since——

Once again, amid the ruins of Rome, there were small sounds of adultery.

Boudica was trying her best to show her sincerity to prove that her love for him was not just a momentary hormonal impulse, but came from the bottom of her heart and she wanted such a man to be by her side.

Familiar breasts and familiar hands;

Familiar movements and familiar postures;

All of this ultimately shaped her, and a perfect farewell song opened the curtain of the performance.

The Queen of Britannia blossomed the most beautiful flowers on Roman soil, with white petals flying in the dusty sky, and even the scarred armor was stained with the sadness of parting.

"Seneca, when will we meet next time?"

"Sorry, I don't know."

"Yeah... I think so."

Boudica forced a smile, which was an act of pretending to be strong, but was so easily seen through.

"That--"

"Seneca, will you remember me?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember it - after all, there are so many girls who have done this for you, and my performance was so bad, it's normal that I don't remember it, right?"

"Well, I wouldn't blame you, Seneca."

"Boudica, you are wrong."

Ian reached out and gently stroked the head of Queen Britannia, who was so majestic in front of others but so humble in front of him.

"Although there are indeed many girls who have done this for me, there are also many girls who have done it better than you."

"but--"

"Each of you is quite unique to me."

"Boudica, I will remember you, I swear to you."

"..."

There were no more words. This was all Boudica wanted.

She lay in the man's arms and nodded happily.

"I will remember you too - next time I see you, I will still be your slave, and then I will do it for you..."

The promise of a better future makes the farewell less sad.

Until Lokusta's anxious voice broke it all.

"Hello--!"

"Has any of you seen His Majesty?!"

447. Nero...disappeared? / Necklace of Possession / Singularity Restoration (4k)

"..."

Rocusta's voice made Ian and Boudica pay attention at the same time.

Almost at the same time, they looked at each other and understood each other's intentions in a very short time.

"Boudica, why don't you go and see what's going on?"

"Yeah, that's what I thought too."

They quickly reached a consensus, and Boudica quickly packed herself up and walked out of the wreckage of the building with Ian.

Then, the man saw Locusta, who looked panicked. At this moment, the short poison master looked so nervous that even his voice became trembling.

"What's wrong with you?"

Ian stopped her.

"Huh?!" The moment he saw the man, Lokusta felt like he had found a life-saving straw.

"Seneca! You're here-!"

"Please, help me find His Majesty!!"

"I don't know where she went this early in the morning?!"

"..."

Just this one sentence made Ian's nerves tense.

He had thought that Nero might resist leaving the singularity, but he didn't expect her to play such a disappearing trick.

Obviously... we were talking nicely last night.

Boudica's reaction was even more intense than Ian's.

"No?! How could she disappear for no reason?! What was she doing?"

"I don't know..." Lokusta covered his head and shook it.

"It's precisely because I don't know where His Majesty has gone that I'm so anxious!"

"This……"

Boudica glanced at Ian, and the man's thoughtful expression made her realize something.

After a moment's hesitation, the Queen of Britannia spoke:

"That--"

"Let me help you find it."

"Really? Really?" Lokusta couldn't believe what he heard.

"Yes, it is true—I will have the warriors of Britannia take action shortly."

"Don't worry, Locusta." Boudica reached out and gently patted the little poisoner's shoulder, comforting her, "We will definitely find Nero."

"..."

"I see - I'll leave it to you then. I'll go look around now!"

"it is good."

While it is true that he was insane, it is equally true that Locusta was loyal to Nero.

She had long regarded the young Roman emperor as her supreme belief.

But as she watched Locusta's receding back, Boudica's mind was not on that at all.

The Queen of Britannia looked at the man beside her, and then asked worriedly:

"Seneca, you don't look right."

"Is there something I don't understand?"

"..."

Ian hesitated for a while, but decided to tell Boudica about the current situation - he felt that she had the right to know it all.

"Boudica, it's like this..."

"what?!"

Knowing that Chaldea would teleport Ian and the others back in a few hours, Boudica's emerald eyes couldn't help but show a little more worry.

But she was not worried about herself, but about Nero.

"So if Nero doesn't show up in the next few hours, doesn't that mean you'll have to separate before you even say goodbye?"

"..."

Knowing that Boudica was worried about his relationship with Nero, Ian smiled and then comforted her.

"It's okay. Even if we don't say goodbye... it doesn't matter."

"The relationship between Nero and I is not so weak."

Ian wasn't telling the whole truth.

For him, he really hoped to see Nero appear in front of him.

But compared to this, what the man cares about more is that Nero cannot accept this reality - if this is true, it will be the most difficult situation.

And if——

If not seeing each other for the last time can make Nero feel better, it is actually a good choice.

However, Boudica did not accept this.

"No! This is absolutely not allowed!"

The Queen of Britannia took Ian's hand, looking more concerned about the matter than the man did.

"If you're leaving in a few hours—"

"Why don't you say goodbye properly?"

"Do you know how painful it is to say something that you should have said but swallowed back in the end?"

"..."

Ian was silent.

If someone else had said this, he could have at least made some excuses, but now it was Boudica.

She is the one who has the most say on "regrets that cannot be expressed".