My XX deal with Sister Nero

"Eh?" Nero was stunned for a moment, looking at Tony in confusion: "Why do you say that the guest is taking over the main role?"

Tony coughed twice and said, "Look, sister, the focus of this sports event is sports, not singing, right? So sister should save as much time as possible and leave as much time as possible for everyone on the field instead of singing. If sister really wants to sing, the worst that can happen is that she can find time to hold a solo concert in the future."

At this point, Tony suddenly coughed twice and added, "I know that sister doesn't like the elders of the Senate, but we can't fall out with the Senate for now, so... sister should win them over. For example, when you hold a personal concert, you should focus on inviting these elders to listen to the songs! I believe that within one song, these elders will definitely die on the spot... I mean, they will kneel down and express their gratitude to this sister, don't you think?"

"It seems... that's the truth." Nero nodded. It seemed that his brother was not wrong. The theme of the Nero Festival should be sports competition rather than singing. If he really went on stage to sing a song... it seemed that he would be a bit of a distraction.

"Okay then, I won't go on stage to sing. Anyway, I have signed up for several competitions." Nero nodded and said to his brother.

Participate in the Starfish Contest.

Tony shrugged. Before he came back, he had already sent people to start opening the market to buy wins and losses. But if His Majesty Nero played in person... even a fool would know that His Majesty would be the first, okay? No one would think that anyone would dare to beat His Majesty in the arena, so... betting on His Majesty is a sure win!

PS: My sister is probably a fool! The college entrance examination is still a month away. If I hadn’t asked her today, she might not have thought about filling out the application form. She hasn’t thought about which school she wants to apply to or what major she wants to study. And now she asked me to help her choose... She’s so stupid.

Chapter 311: Marriage? Ugh! My brother is mine, okay? (Additional update 60)

On the afternoon before the Nero Festival officially began, representatives of the Magic Association, Barthelmero and Gaius Ling, came to Rome again.

"So, you have almost finished the discussion?" Inside the palace hall, Barthelmero and Gaius Ling had just greeted Nero and had not had time to stand up when Tony took the initiative to ask.

"Yes, Your Highness, we have almost finished discussing it." Barthelmero said, standing up and glancing at Tony who was sitting next to Nero.

"Well, tell me your answers," Tony said, shrugged.

"We need the Empire to recognize the Magic Association and grant it a piece of land near Rome. If possible, it would be best if there are some houses on this land. As for the architectural style of the houses, etc., it will be decided by our Magic Association." Having said that, Barthelmero glanced at Nero cautiously, worried that the requests he had put forward... would disgust His Majesty.

"Don't worry about me. I told my brother the day before yesterday that this matter is fully yours. I won't ask about it." Nero replied expressionlessly as he looked at Barthelmero secretly looking at him.

"Ah... yes, Your Majesty." Barthelmero lowered her head slightly. She didn't know why, but she always felt that this His Majesty was a little strange.

Like His Royal Highness, this Majesty...seems to have an aura that is different from that of ordinary people.

"Land is no problem, but if you want land near Rome, the price... may be a little expensive. And as for buildings, I understand that you build magic workshops with certain... architectural styles, right? But at the same time, this also costs money. In other words, the Empire can't give it to you for free, right?" Tony touched his chin and said.

"Your Highness is absolutely right." Barthelmero nodded. The matter of paying had been discussed beforehand, and now it was just a matter of repeating it to let His Majesty know.

"Since the Magic Association is willing to pay, then buying land to build a magic workshop is easy, and the Empire recognizes the existence of the Magic Association...this is not a big problem." Tony thought for two seconds. The Magic Association is not Christianity. They do not have much desire for power. All they have is the hope of reaching the vortex of origin.

Acknowledging their existence should have little impact on the Roman Empire.

"In addition, His Highness wants us to agree to something. After discussion, we have decided to agree to His Highness's request and train new magicians for His Highness. At the same time, considering that His Highness will not have a magician before we train one, we are also willing to provide His Highness with a magician, but..."

"Tsk, but we have to pay too, right?" Tony chuckled and asked with interest.

"Yes, Your Highness." Barthelmero nodded awkwardly and said, "Although my Magic Association is the home of magicians, but... we are just an association with a loose structure. We have no reason to force magicians to do anything else."

"Tsk." Tony glanced at Nero who was sitting next to him, and after making sure that Nero didn't look unhappy, he said, "Okay, that's no problem."

Although I feel a little sorry for my elder sister, but... I don't think my elder sister would mind such a small amount of money, right? Besides, the money was nominally funded by the Empire.

Seeing that Tony agreed, Barthelmero subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. After all, they were also worried. What if Tony misunderstood and thought that the Magic Association intended to get back the money for buying land and houses from another angle? That would be troublesome.

"Do you... anything else?" Tony, who had been planning to leave after just a few polite words since the discussion had already ended, looked at Barthelmero's hesitant expression and asked curiously.

"It's like this, Your Highness, Your Majesty, my Magic Association has a request that you make." Barthelmero gritted his teeth and looked up at Nero. He heard that since Agrippina the Younger was exiled, Nero became Tony's only guardian. This matter of marriage... he must let this guardian know about it, right?

"An unreasonable request?" Tony raised his eyebrows. What tricks has this Magic Association come up with?

"Yes, Your Highness, Your Majesty, the Barthelmero family, one of the twelve famous families in our Magic Association, wants to form an alliance with Your Highness!" Taking a deep breath, Barthelmero looked at Nero and Tony with a sincere face and said in a deep voice.

???

Marriage? What the hell?! Why are you suddenly marrying me? What do you think I am, a stud?

Let's do the math. Currently, through my own Jie Luo, this is one, and nominally I have an engagement, Princess Ryan of the Iceni Kingdom. In addition to that, there is also the Emperor sitting next to me, whom I have always wanted to marry. That makes three in total, enough for a show!

Stop adding people now!

Of course, this does not include the girl that Nero and Antonio wanted to find for Tony back then.

However, before Tony could say anything, he suddenly heard a very cold voice coming from beside him: "No!"

Oh my god! Hearing this, Tony turned his head to look at Nero, only to see Nero's face was frosty, his eyes narrowed, staring at Barthelmero and said: "You so-called famous magic family, what qualifications do you have to marry my brother?"

If it is said that two thousand years later, the Magic Association is powerful, and the Barthelmero family among its twelve famous families had spread the word that they wanted to form an alliance, many magicians would probably have their brains beaten out just to gain the favor of the Barthelmero family. You know, the status of the Barthelmero family in the magic world is much higher than that of the later Einzbern family. It can be said that except for a few people who are almost legendary, the Barthelmero family is the object that all magicians want to curry favor with.

Of course, the above content is almost all about the situation two thousand years later.

In this era, magicians were still unknown to the world, and even the Magic Association was far less prestigious than the Wandering Sea and Atlas Academy. As for the Barthelmero Family, one of the twelve famous families... what the hell was that? Was it as noble as the Claudius Family?

If you don't have it, shut up!

So at this moment, in the eyes of His Majesty, it is just a family that claims to be a famous family and wants to take advantage of my brother!

Tsk tsk, Princess Ryan is fine, although it is quite hurtful to say it out loud, but she is a real princess after all, and she is barely qualified to be used as a shield for her future relationship with her brother. Moreover, if the marriage really takes place, it will indeed help her brother's future development in the British province.

And you... who are you? What qualifications do you have to propose marriage to my brother? My brother is mine!

PS: I feel like my sister has been plotting against me since the beginning. Didn't I ask my sister about her college entrance exam preferences? She said she hadn't thought about it and asked me to choose for her. I said, okay, what major do you want to study? What's your approximate score? She said she wanted to study foreign languages ​​or normal school.

OK, I compared her grades and found that the most suitable school... was right next to my house.

Emmmm, German orthopedics is not good!

Chapter 312 The Reason for the Appearance of the Clock Tower

Nero doted on his younger brother very much. While Nero was letting himself go and pursuing art, he also hoped that the Roman Empire would be able to maintain long-term stability.

When Tony proposed to recognize the Magic Association, Nero actually considered it carefully. After coming to the conclusion that the benefits outweighed the disadvantages and could even help the development of the empire to some extent, Nero agreed to Tony and let him go ahead and do it. On the one hand, this was his trust in his brother's vision, and on the other hand, he had his own selfish motives. After all, a hundred years later, when the Magic Association developed, everyone would probably think of that year and that their brother played a crucial role in the development of the Magic Association.

But, but!

But I didn't let you marry my brother!

What are you all? The twelve famous families in the magic world? Pah! How many people are there in your so-called magic world? Who are they? How valuable are the twelve famous families? What qualifications do you have to marry my brother?

Funny! I arranged a marriage for my brother for a reason!

"This..." Faced with Nero's impolite words, Barthelmero's face suddenly changed.

Logically speaking, he did feel like he was marrying above his station. After all, no matter how powerful the Barthelmero family was, they were only one of the twelve famous families in the Magic Association. Not to mention that they were not among the world's top nobles, they couldn't even represent the magic world.

After all, in addition to the Magic Association, the magic world also includes the Wandering Sea and the Atlas Institute.

The Claudius family was the ruling family of the Roman Empire, and could be said to be the masters of all of Europe and Africa. As the only male in the younger generation of the Claudius family, Tony was currently Nero's only heir, well, before Nero found his own adopted son or had a biological son.

But, no matter what, Your Majesty, aren't you going a bit too far?

Have I... offended His Majesty in some way?

"Your Majesty." Barthelmero took a deep breath and said with a stiff upper lip: "The marriage is just a small extravagant wish of mine. If Your Majesty disagrees, I will definitely give up this idea."

"Really?" Nero looked at Barthelmero standing in front of him coldly and said, "My brother already has a marriage partner, so don't have any more extravagant hopes."

That's it!

Barthelmero nodded secretly. If that was the case, then it would be easy to understand. As the heir to the empire, His Royal Highness must have a marriage partner, and this marriage must be a political marriage. Now that he rashly proposed a marriage with His Royal Highness, this would definitely cause His Majesty's dissatisfaction. After all, this would disrupt His Majesty's political layout and would likely trigger a series of diplomatic or even military conflicts.

No wonder His Majesty is angry.

Seeing Barthomello lowering his head and rolling his eyes as if thinking about something, Tony could tell with his big toe that Barthomello must be overthinking. The reason why Nero was angry was actually very simple. That was her brother. How could he marry you? Except for Nero's own arrangement with ulterior motives, Tony could only marry Nero!

After exchanging a few polite words, Barthelmero and Gaius tactfully said goodbye to Nero and Tony.

"Alas..." As soon as the two monarchs of the magic world left, Tony heard Nero, who was sitting on the throne, suddenly sighed.

"Huh? What's wrong with sister?" Tony asked curiously as he saw Nero sighing.

"Brother...you are becoming more and more handsome..." Nero suddenly sighed as he looked at Tony's little face.

???

What the hell?

Tony touched his face subconsciously and looked at Nero in confusion.

Did he not take his medicine today or did he take the wrong medicine? Why did he suddenly say such inexplicable words?

【/

"Uh... okay, maybe that's it?" Tony stood up awkwardly, looked at his sister and said, "Well, I have something else to do, so I'll go back to my room first."

After saying goodbye to Nero and returning to his room, Tony suddenly began to think about something he had previously ignored.

Two thousand years later, the Magic Association is composed of three departments, namely the Wandering Sea, Atlas Institute and the Clock Tower. The original Magic Association actually refers to the Clock Tower.

As we all know, the Clock Tower is located in Big Ben, or in the main building of Big Ben, the Palace of Westminster. The construction of the Palace of Westminster began in 1045. In other words, before 1045, the Magic Association... or the office of the Clock Tower was not located in the Palace of Westminster.

So why did they choose to build their new home in this place?

You know, if a magician wants to perform magic, he first needs to build something called a "magic base". After building the magic base, the magician can send commands to the magic base to execute the functions that have been prepared in advance.

In other words, this so-called magic base can be simply understood as a kind of magic theory.

It is a magical theory that incorporates ley lines.

If you leave the land where your magic base is engraved, the magic you perform will become less powerful because your land cannot provide effective support. Therefore, generally speaking, magicians rarely leave their own territory.

Generally, magic base exists in the form of knowledge or religion, but there are also quite a few magic bases that exist in the form of population inheritance or limited inheritance to a certain clan. For example, the magic of the Matou family is the latter, so when Matou Zouken left his hometown and came to Touki, it can be said that he basically gave up his martial arts and started practicing from scratch. It is precisely because this kind of magic base is too risky that most magicians will choose the former, that is, the magic base that exists in the form of knowledge or religion.

The Magic Association has both types of magic bases.

Knowledge is easy to explain. You can run around the whole world without any problems. Even if you run around the universe, it will be fine. As long as you know this knowledge, you can perform this magic. Well, the prerequisite is that you have to have the magic power to support it.

As for the latter... At this moment, the so-called twelve famous families in the magic world have only been passed down for a few generations. Even if these nobles use their family-inherited magic base, they will not worry too much about the risks. After all, the inheritance is not very long and the foundation is not very strong, so the corresponding risks are not great.

So, a thousand years later, why would these famous families in the magic world, who have a thousand-year-old tradition, choose to move their positions?

Or... what on earth is there in Westminster Palace that can attract these famous magic families to abandon their thousand-year-old magic base and come here to re-establish roots? What on earth is more important than this thousand-year-old heritage?

Chapter 313: His Majesty spoke at the opening ceremony of the Nero Festival!!!

Don’t think about things you can’t figure out for now.

After resting for a night in the palace, Tony woke up early before dawn the next day.

Today is the opening day of the Nero Festival!

Tony, wearing a slightly gorgeous toga with purple edges, had breakfast and came to the open-air sports field that had been decorated long ago with Nero.

"Is... this an open-air sports stadium..." Looking at the crowded sports stadium, Tony subconsciously took a deep breath.

Tony had been here once before when the artillery was tested, but at that time only a small number of senators and several officers of the Royal Guard came to watch, which was completely different from the grand occasion this time.

According to the tradition of the Roman Empire, the audience seats around the stadium are mainly divided into four layers. The front and bottom circle of the first layer is mainly divided into three categories. One is the special boxes owned by direct or collateral members of the Claudius family. Next to the boxes of these Claudius family members are the boxes of the so-called saints who symbolize chastity in Roman polytheism. In addition to these boxes, there are also "choirs" exclusive to the Senate.

Further back were the seats for the nobles and senior officers of the Royal Guard.

In addition to the first floor, the second and third floors are seats for ordinary civilians and wealthy businessmen. Above that, on the top floor, are standing seats for people with very low social status, including slaves and the poor.

"There are so many people." Tony muttered to himself as he looked outside through the window of the box. Although this arena was not as majestic as the Roman Colosseum built decades later, if one really compared them, the difference between this arena and the Colosseum might not be that big. At least judging by the appearance of this crowded arena... it could accommodate at least tens of thousands of people, right?

"This venue can accommodate 50,000 people." Nero, dressed in a mythological ceremonial outfit, stood behind Tony and looked out the window. "It would be great if there were such a large crowd in the future, on the most important day of my life."

???

The most important day? Which day? Sister, please tell me clearly!

Seeing Tony's confused expression, Nero smiled and said, "Okay, sister is going to go on stage, little brother, be good and wait for sister here~"

"Hiss... Is this the Nero Festival?" Almost at the same time, in the middle floor of the open-air stadium, Rosa, who was wearing a linen tunic, muttered to himself and subconsciously reached out to cover his liver.

When I first played FGO, the Nero Festival was really...

"So now, what's the situation in the Empire?" Rosa asked in a low voice, looking at Nero who was walking towards the center of the stadium with great interest.

"Everything is going according to your majesty's plan." Beside Rosa, a girl with typical Caucasian features answered expressionlessly while looking ahead.

"I've told you not to call me Your Majesty. I'm no longer the emperor of the United Empire. The current emperor is Gvorst." Rosa shrugged and said helplessly.

The girl did not answer.

"Okay." Glancing at the girl next to him who looked only about fifteen years old, Rosa looked helplessly at Nero who was standing on the high platform in the center of the stadium.

“Ahem.” Nero cleared his throat on the platform, looked around the entire stadium, took a deep breath, and said loudly: “A so-called festival is an activity that can make all people happy regardless of time and place! The upcoming Yu Festival is the same. I will make it a feature of the empire!”

Having said this, Nero paused, and everyone in the stands also understood and clapped their hands vigorously.

"Hiss... Why do I feel like I've heard this somewhere before?" As if subconsciously, Rosa on the stands frowned and touched his liver again. This opening remark... It seemed like he had heard it more than once?

"Hmm! Thank you all for your support. You are worthy of being my people." Nero smiled and continued, "Then it would be too boring to say any more opening remarks. Let's get straight to the point!"