I really didn't want to burn it.

Although replacing all the water pipes in the city is a huge project, it is well worth it compared to saving one's life.

During the project planning, a large plot of land near the palace was found to be vacant.

So, in order to win over the talented Li Ang, the emperor at the time gave him this piece of land.

Li Ang didn't hesitate after receiving the money. He built this bathhouse, which had no "health" services, based on Roman bathing culture. And thanks to his position as the chief engineer, he managed to open this bathhouse earlier than other bathhouses in Rome.

Initially, Roman nobles, wanting to take a bath but finding other bathhouses closed, had no choice but to go to the "Bathed Forest Baths," a rather unusual bathhouse.

But gradually, the Roman nobles grew to like the various services offered at the bathhouse and soon became regulars.

Li Ang didn't hold back either. While making a fortune from this bathhouse, he also used it to cultivate relationships with various noble groups in Rome, thus gaining a foothold in the upper echelons of Rome.

"If I could stay in Rome a little longer, I might become the most powerful person in all of Rome."

Li Ang lay in his private bath at the Fenglin Bathing Area, looking up at the oil painting he had once chosen—"The Gods of Olympus".

[Heh, host, you're overthinking it. Even if you wait until Neil ascends the throne, you'll only ever be a male concubine at best.]

The mourning system continues to deliver its "poisonous tongue" at Li Ang as it has for centuries.

“How could that be? How could someone as talented as me be sidelined by Neil?” Li Ang wiped his forehead with a towel. “You know, I’m the one who mentored Neil.”

[You make it sound so nice, but did you actually raise her like an empress?]

"..."

Li Ang shut up.

The system was right; back then, he took little Neil...

No, it should be called Nero now.

Leon's initial plan for Nero's upbringing was to train her as a maid.

Although Nero received some sporadic political education, it was certainly far inferior to that of Fusu and Arthur, whom he had spent a great deal of effort cultivating.

"Hey, the mourning system."

Leon pondered for a moment, then asked, "Do you think Arthur could be that one?"

The system of mourning certainly knew what Li Ang wanted to ask, and it also knew the answer.

But it just won't say.

[Host, you should know that little Neil actually has an older brother named Nero.]

The eulogy system didn't mention the possibility of Merlin using illusion magic; it only analyzed the possibility from Nero's perspective.

"That's true, it's not that easy."

Li Ang splashed hot water on his face and stood up from the bathtub.

"Phew—that felt good. Forget about all the worries. Let's go to the restaurant for something to eat, then I'll go find Chloris to hang out with."

Li Ang pinched his neck and said with a sour expression.

"But I really didn't expect that this bathhouse would still obey my orders. I left in such a hurry back then that I thought this bathhouse would be swallowed up by someone else."

"That's because Yu is helping you keep this bathhouse afloat."

A haughty female voice rang out from behind Li Ang.

"Who?!"

Li Ang was completely taken aback.

This pool belongs to him alone; no one else should be allowed to enter.

Through the rising steam, Li Ang spotted a figure walking towards him from the other end of the bath.

It was Nero.

Her voluptuous body was wrapped in a bath towel, and her magnificent golden updo stood out under the bathroom light.

Whether it was a visual illusion from being deep in the hot water pool or not, Li Angjiao felt that the other person's delicate, fair body was steaming with heat, looking incredibly appetizing.

"Hey!"

Li Ang, who had already stood up, sat back down in the bathtub with a "splash".

"Um... Ni... who are you?"

Li Ang was about to ask the other person why they were there when he suddenly remembered that he wasn't actually wearing the "Sherlock Holmes" face, so he had to change his mind.

"Hmm...you're still pretending with Yu, right?"

Nero looked at Li Ang, who was trying hard to appear terrified, with an ambiguous smile on his face.

"Uh, what are you talking about? I have no idea!"

Even the funeral system couldn't stand Li Ang's stiff feigned stupidity.

[Host, your face, which resembles Li Ang's, has never changed. Little Neil must be blind to not recognize you!]

"Enough talk. If I just pretend I don't know her, things will take a turn for the better."

As he spoke, Li Ang, who was sitting in the bathtub, began to retreat towards the door.

"This is really troublesome. Does Yu really have to get serious?"

Although she expressed her annoyance, Nero casually untied her towel—she seemed unconcerned that a man was staring at her body.

Although night had fallen, the bathroom was brightly lit. Nero's snow-white skin was slightly hazy under the mist, but it was still clearly visible.

The moment the towel fluttered down, Nero's full breasts bounced lively as they broke free from their restraints.

"Hey! Little Neil! How many times have I told you, remember to wear your swimsuit when you take a bath with me!"

Leon slapped his face and covered it with both hands, yelling angrily at Nero.

Although Li Ang's hand speed was very fast and his tone was very serious, the gaps between his hands covering his face were large enough to allow Li Ang's view to be completely unobstructed.

[Host, could you spread your fingers a little wider?]

"Whether or not to cover one's face is a moral issue; whether or not to look is a matter of a man's dignity."

[To elevate lust to the level of male dignity, host, you are truly shameless and utterly shameless—a thief is shameless to the core.]

"Thank you for the compliment."

On the issue of LSP (lesbian sex), Li Ang has always been determined to strive for first place.

"Hmph, just as I expected." Nero pouted her little nose in satisfaction. "I knew it, Li Ang, you would be captivated by my perfect body."

"No, this is just the reaction a sexually active man should have. I would have the same reaction if it were any other pretty girl."

Having had his fill of visual enjoyment, Li Ang turned to leave.

"Oh ho, you said that?"

Accompanied by the soft sound of water flowing over her body and Nero's gentle whispers, Li Ang became curious about what was happening behind him.

"So, I..."

"Take this! My Lion's Pounce!"

Nero launched a sneak attack on Leon from behind and grabbed him in the arms.

The fragrance of a young girl emanating from her jade-like body behind me, the soft touch on my back, and the indescribable special sensation of certain sensitive areas being rubbed together, all combined with the influence of the heat from the bath.

All of this made Li Ang's head spin, and he almost surrendered on the spot.

Fortunately, Li Ang was already very familiar with women's bodies. Nero's body was undoubtedly a top-quality object that could easily make men infatuated, but Li Ang quickly calmed down.

He had already arranged to meet with Chloris in secret—to make up for the mistake of angering her earlier.

If he were to miss his appointment with Chloris because of Nero, then Leon might actually be poisoned with some strange venom and thrown into a bunch of pixelated plants.

But a direct refusal would only make Her Majesty the Empress more clingy, so Li Ang decided to try another approach.

"I'm saying, are you really going to save our first time for here?"

Leon gently kissed Nero's hand and asked softly.

"I don't mind at all~"

Nero clung to the man's back and breathed into his ear.

"I mind, I'd rather give you a beautiful memory."

Of course, Li Ang wouldn't admit that he had plans with other girls, so he could only politely decline.

“No problem, I believe that no matter what the circumstances, I can give you a perfect memory!” Nero said confidently.

Li Ang was both amused and exasperated: "Don't you care about your own feelings?"

"I've waited so many years, how could I possibly give up! We can create beautiful memories later."

Nero gave Leon's lips a sweet kiss.

"I decided when I came that I would take you first, and then ask you what happened during the years you were gone!"

"You've got the order wrong!"

Li Ang's complaints did not stop Nero; the girl had already grabbed the towel around Li Ang's waist.

"At this point, how could I possibly stop? Come on, let's become one!"

"Duang—Duang—Duang—"

A piercing alarm suddenly blared in the night sky over Rome, signaling that an outsider had entered the city.

This is a very high-level alarm, indicating that a highly skilled assassin has bypassed the normal security system and broken into the Roman city-state.

As the emperor, Nero certainly couldn't possibly be unaware of what this alarm meant. She stopped what she was doing and looked at Li Ang with a look of utter despair.

"It seems we'll have to wait until next time."

Li Ang calmly retied the bath towel.

"Damn intruders! I'll turn you into human stumps!"

Seeing the prize slip away, the Queen's uncontrollable rage was palpable.

M78 Nebula 756365104

PS1: I was originally just looking for one picture of Xiao Mo, but I ended up finding these two. =w=

Whether it's the group's darling or the Japanese style, it all feels so wonderful! ☆(￣▽￣)/$:*

M78 Nebula 756365104

PS2: Because of the Halloween preview of the dragon girl in the event, the Japanese Twitter was flooded with Halloween posts yesterday.

A bunch of people have already dressed up as Halloween characters and are now just shouting "Halloween!" (* /ω＼*)

Those unaware of the reason began to think that the festival was in chaos, or that they had been transported to a singularity.

Chapter 87 Li Ang: This is my ceiling!

Let's rewind a few minutes and move the location from Leon's private bath to outside the city of Rome.

After traveling at top speed, Mordred and her Knights of the Round Table finally arrived in Rome.

However, Mordred and his companions were in such a hurry to get their melons that by the time they arrived, the city gates were already closed due to darkness.

Mordred and his party were blocked outside the city.

For an ordinary person, they would probably just have to accept their bad luck at this point and stay overnight at a guesthouse in the suburbs or a noble estate.

But who is Mordred?

She was the leader of the advanced British society, the head of the Knights of the Round Table, and a "ruthless bandit leader" in the eyes of the Romans!

Is it reasonable to be squeezed out of Rome's city gates in the middle of the night?

Moreover, just imagine your father and some man making love in a luxurious garden in Rome (why a garden?).

Mordred was so excited that she couldn't calm down. Her desire to see such a scene compelled her to do so as soon as possible.