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"..."

"Yeah." Nightingale nodded along with Nero's words. "I agree with what she said. There has to be a winner."

"Hmm! That's right!"

Nero looked very motivated, as if he was determined to kill Ian in the next five minutes.

"Teacher! I'm here again!"

"……it is good."

Judging from the objective perspective of a man, this alternating way of competing is indeed very refreshing.

Of course, Ian wasn't so shameless as to say that this wasn't a pleasure for him.

But behind this enjoyment, there is a huge hidden danger - that is, the outcome of the victory or defeat.

If Nero was declared the winner, Nightingale on the other side would definitely be very unhappy.

But if the nurse was declared the winner of this competition, it would naturally be a destruction of the young emperor's self-esteem.

Ian found that he was wrong. He should have refused this kind of competition from the beginning. He should not have relaxed his vigilance just because it was a friendly competition.

When dealing with relationships between girls, one should be more cautious and serious.

The slightest carelessness may lead to a disaster.

But just when Ian was feeling regretful about this, Nightingale's voice rang out.

"Ian...how did you and Nero meet?"

"I've suddenly become extremely curious about this matter—could it be possible that you also met in a place similar to an abandoned hospital?"

"..."

Ian felt that Nightingale did not ask this question on a whim.

She might really care about this matter, so she brought it up at this critical moment.

"..."

"How should I put it better..."

Ian placed his hand gently on Nero's head. He would probably never forget the soft feeling of his hand.

"If I have to say, I'm probably the one who has watched Nero grow up, right?"

"From childhood to adulthood?"

Nightingale's eyes trembled slightly. This was probably something he had never thought of.

"Have you known each other for that long?"

"Hmm..." Ian didn't elaborate on his past with Nero. "Nightingale, it's a bit long to explain - but you can assume for the time being that I am indeed the teacher Nero mentioned."

"It's a real teacher, not just a so-called emotional player."

"She... is the student I have carefully cultivated."

This was not a lie, nor was it a fraud intended to deceive Nightingale.

So when Ian said this, he not only did not feel the slightest bit guilty, but instead seemed very frank.

"..."

Nightingale glanced at Ian, then looked at Nero in front of him, and finally nodded thoughtfully.

"I understand."

The five-minute round was over quickly.

Nero reluctantly ended his turn, and then dejectedly "gave up" his position.

"Okay, Yu's turn is over."

"Now, it's your turn to perform."

"..."

Nightingale looked at the seat vacated by Nero, hesitated for a moment, and shook her head.

"No, let's end it here."

"Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, you win this competition."

"Hmm?"

Although his opponent acknowledged his victory, Nero did not show any joy.

On the contrary, she felt that she had won unfairly.

"This doesn't seem right—you were fighting with Yu for his life just now, weren't you?"

"Why has it become like this now?"

"Hmm! Something's wrong! I need to understand why you chose to surrender! Otherwise, I will never accept this kind of victory!"

The situation suddenly became delicate.

The two people who were originally arguing about who would win and who would lose now began to discuss why Nightingale admitted defeat.

Fortunately, the nurse seemed to have thought of this a long time ago and quickly spoke:

“Actually, I’ve already lost from the start.”

"You... your understanding of Ian can be said to be quite profound, right?"

"After every round, he obviously likes what you do more, and the feeling I can give him is not as strong as yours."

"I lost, Nero, and I lost completely."

"This……"

If Nightingale's attitude was too tough, Nero would be very unhappy.

But once she showed this attitude of surrender, the young emperor's attitude would begin to change.

"Actually, I'm not as good as you say."

"If you can issue such a challenge to me, it means that your affection for my teacher is not false, right?"

"How about this--"

"Let's just say this is Yu's victory."

"Next time, come and challenge me again!"

Having said this, Nero smiled friendly and extended his hand to Nightingale.

After hesitating for a moment, the nurse also held her hand.

"I see."

"Before that, you have to train hard—otherwise, I will snatch him away from you sooner or later."

"Don't worry." Nero said proudly, "I won't let you go, teacher."

Watch as Nero and Nightingale came to an amicable agreement because of this.

Ian breathed a sigh of relief - a peaceful backyard was better than a fire everywhere!

But before the man could feel comfortable for a while, he found that Shuten-doji had come closer to him without him noticing.

"Uncle, I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

"Well...actually, we met a strange person this time when we went out."

608. Ian's Wife Hunting Offensive/The Enemies Encountered by the Female Imps (4k)

"..."

Seeing that Nero and Nightingale had reached a preliminary "gentleman's agreement", Ian turned his attention to Shuten-doji.

Come to think of it... I should have noticed this earlier.

Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji haven't spoken a word since they came back.

Putting away his game equipment temporarily, Ian responded to Shuten-doji.

"so--"

"What's going on?"

"Who is that person you're talking about? Is he an enemy from the Celtic side?"

"That's true, isn't it?" Shuten-douji held his chin and recalled carefully, "Although she was an enemy, she didn't oppose us."

"Ok?"

Ian was a little confused now.

Because even a knight leader like Finn started fighting with Nero without saying a word when he met him for the first time.

After all, the effect of Maeve's mead is too powerful - it can keep an entire Celtic army excited.

Now Shuten-doji says that he was not attacked by the opponent?

"..."

Ian couldn't figure out the answer to this question for a moment.

After thinking for a moment, he decided to get more information from the barrel boy.

"Shuten, can you explain it in more detail?"

"I'm curious about what kind of person you're talking about—tell me everything you know."

"..."

Feeling that this seemed to be very important information for Ian, Shuten-doji suddenly became excited.

She quickly called her best friend, Ibaraki Douji.

"Ibaraki! Come here quickly! Uncle really wants to know that person!"

"..."

Ibaraki Douji turned his head, looked at where Shuten Douji and Ian were, and nodded.

"I understand."

So, the two little ghosts gathered in front of Ian.

"If Lord Abe were to ask that—"

"That's a..."

Ibaraki Douji's gaze wandered around the scene and then fell on Nightingale.

"Hmm... maybe there's someone with a figure comparable to hers?"

"..."

After Ibaraki Douji said this, Ian's gaze fell on Nightingale.

Similar to her figure...

and many more.

Ian suddenly thought of something.

"Ibaraki, Shuten, if I'm not mistaken—"

"Is she a Lancer?"

"Eh?" Shuten-doji blinked his eyes.

Obviously, she was a little surprised by Ian's answer - at least she didn't expect the man to directly answer the Lancer class.

"Uncle, how did you know...we just mentioned it, didn't we?"

"Because I have a rough idea of who it is."

Ian said this, and then used his "memory projection" ability.