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"How can you sneak into a place like this where you can enjoy yourself without bringing me along?"

"This kind of exclusive behavior is really too much - I'm very angry now, you know?"

After saying this, Nero looked at him who was motionless.

"Teacher, I'm going to punish you, do you hear me?"

"If you hear it, give me an answer immediately!"

however--

The dead cannot speak.

Nero's question received no response. The only sound was the cold wind that kept blowing over the hillside.

The young emperor's cheeks felt a little cold from the wind.

Two lines of clear tears fell crookedly on the ground.

"It's okay if you don't speak - Teacher, you promised that you would be Yu's slave for the rest of your life."

"I will never let you go."

[Nero picked you up and walked down the hillside towards the palace.]

【That day, all the Roman citizens on the streets saw this scene. 】

[They were either surprised, confused, or afraid.]

But in the end, it's all the same problem.

[“Why is your majesty holding Lord Seneca’s body?”]

[No one knows the answer to this question, and it is impossible for anyone to know. ]

[Because your love with Nero never appeared in the sun, but only took root and sprouted in the quiet night. ]

[It was for this reason that Nero once again reflected on whether he had done something wrong. ]

"Teacher, are you angry about Yu?"

"Do you feel that I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a wife?"

"I understand, I know - as long as I can prove to everyone that I am the teacher's wife, the teacher will not be angry anymore, right?"

"Teacher, please wait."

[Just as Nero promised, she began to prove that she was your wife in the most extreme way.]

[She wore her most beautiful wedding dress and hugged you during the Senate meeting, saying sweet words to you as if no one was around.]

[She takes you to the busiest square and dances to the music she wrote herself.]

[Once, twice, three times.]

[Although everyone knew that the Roman emperor was right in everything he did, this strange scene still inevitably caused people to talk behind his back.]

[“Your Majesty, are you crazy now?” “Your Majesty seems to be seriously ill due to the death of Lord Seneca!”]

[Words like these spread throughout Rome in a very short time.]

[The discussion rose and fell in the streets and alleys, like waves hitting the streets of Rome.]

[But Nero was unmoved by this—she is still proving that she is your wife.]

[Finally, the nobles could no longer bear to sit in the Senate with a long-dead corpse.]

[On the seventh day after your death, they united and forcibly took you away from Nero, then cremated you neatly and buried you on the highest mountain in Rome.]

[“Your Majesty, you must put Rome first.”]

【The nobles said these words, admonishing Nero self-righteously.】

[As the young emperor gradually fell silent, everyone thought the matter was coming to an end.]

【Everything will return to its original state, as if you had never appeared. 】

【However--】

【They underestimated Nero's love for you. 】

[Or should I say... possessiveness. ]

"Teacher, this is what you smell like."

Late at night, Nero sat on the throne of Rome, sniffing the clothes that Ian had worn over and over again.

"You are not dead yet - I order you to appear in front of me immediately!"

However, the voice that could summon thousands of Roman troops was of no use at this moment.

Nero looked at the silent darkness before him, and tears once again flowed down his face uncontrollably.

At this moment, she finally realized something that was hard to accept - that is, her teacher really left.

The teacher who understands me best and knows how to please me the most is now just a name.

Impossible... This is absolutely impossible.

Nero stood up from the throne, grasped the clothes that originally belonged to Ian in his hands, and greedily tasted the smell on them.

"I won't let you go!"

"never!"

【Perhaps Nero is really crazy. 】

[She began to question the priest who had communicated with the Lord for her before in the most terrible tone.]

【She wants to find a way to bring you back from death.】

Inside the cathedral.

Nero, dressed as an emperor, grabbed the priest by the collar and then stared at the pale-haired old man with an extremely fierce look.

"You selfish old worm, why don't you tell your Lord what I said?!"

"Your Majesty, I have never done such a thing!" the priest said nervously, "I have reported all of Your Majesty's needs to the Lord in the most sincere tone."

“Then why didn’t He help?!” Nero roared, “Even after doing so much, Yu’s teacher still died!”

"Your Majesty, please take care of your health and don't be so excited." The priest wiped the sweat from his forehead and tried his best to explain to Nero.

"The Lord once said: 'If you don't know death, how can you know life?'"

"I think the reason why He didn't take action is probably because He felt that He shouldn't interfere with Master Seneca's experience of death."

"what are you saying!"

Nero grabbed the priest's neck. She was so furious that she looked like a lion.

"Teacher Yu doesn't need to learn anything about death. Tell your Lord right away and ask Him to bring Teacher Yu back."

"Seven days... within three days, I want to see the teacher."

"otherwise--"

Nero's tone became more fierce than ever before.

That was an expression he would never have had while Ian was still by his side.

"I will not give you the chance to appear in front of me!"

【This is an order from the Roman Emperor.】

【Under this very direct threat of death, all Christians dare not take it lightly. 】

[In the three days given by Nero, they began to pray frantically, constantly conveying the Roman emperor's wish to the omniscient and omnipotent God to bring you back.]

[It was a scene comparable to a thousand people worshipping. If passers-by who didn't understand the reason saw this scene, they would probably feel an inexplicable sense of sacredness.]

【However--】

[Just as the Lord did not respond to the priest’s prayers, this time, the Lord also did not lend a helping hand to the believers in Rome.]

[Nero, who was already extremely angry, would naturally show no mercy in the face of such a situation.]

[“It seems that the Lord you believe in is useless—then you must be useless too, right?”]

[“My Rome never keeps idle people.”]

[With only such a flimsy excuse, Nero immediately began to deal with the Christians in the imperial capital. ]

[Holding the meteorite bellows "Original Fire (Aestus estus)", she pointed the weapon toward the sky and then indulged in the massacre of these people. ]

[For a time, almost all Christians in Rome were wiped out.]

[Falsely accusing someone of being a Christian became the most horrific way of harming someone at the time.]

【but--】

【Killing does not solve the problem itself.】

[After the blood of Christians dyed the sewers of Rome red, the emperor still had to face the same problem in front of the hill of bones.]

[That means the teacher still hasn't come back to me. ]

"Why? Why exactly?"

Nero breathed in the bloody air and questioned the Roman sky over and over again.

"Am I not the Emperor of Rome? Everything on this land should belong to me! But why can't I let the teacher come back to me?"

"correct!"

"Is it that the Rome I rule is not strong enough?! It must be like this, right?"

"Yes, that must be the case!"

"Teacher, I have an agreement with you - if I can make Rome stronger, you must return to my side!"

[The endless longing has become Nero's obsession. 】

[She suffered from extremely severe headaches and often woke up in the middle of the night, crying loudly and then staying awake until dawn.]

[This headache seriously affected her thinking. ]

[Some things that were impossible to do on a normal day gradually began to become reasonable in her eyes.]

"Teacher, you said what you like most..."

Walking in the room where Ian had lived before, Nero talked to himself as if he could see himself next to him.

"I remember now - it's Yu, right?"

"The teacher is really obscene. She actually gets horny for her own student. Her thing must have been hard for a long time, right?"

"but--"

Nero lay on Ian's bed and undressed himself piece by piece, until only his body as white as jade was exposed to the air.

"Because I'm a teacher, there's no problem."

After saying this, Nero closed his eyes, and his well-maintained hands now made some corresponding movements that were definitely not suitable for an emperor.

There is no mirror in Ian's room.

after all--

If Nero saw himself masturbating in the mirror, he would probably smash the mirror to pieces on the spot.

She didn't need anyone to remind her that her teacher was long gone.

Even if that person is yourself, there is no exception.

[This form of self-comfort did not relieve Nero's headache, but instead made it completely become a normal state. ]

[Gradually, Nero in this state began to rule from a completely different perspective than before. ]

[Once a policy is divorced from the people, it will eventually become a castle in the air. ]

[Nero tore down the original palace and built a theater called the Golden Palace on its site.]

[Every day, she sings the love songs written for you here.]

[She seems to think that if you sing enough, you will open the door of the theater one day and appear in front of her.]

Inside the Golden Theater.