"If your Majesty likes it, please accept it."
"Hmm, I like it very much. Thank you, Governor."
Nero said to Animusfia with satisfaction.
After Animusfia bowed respectfully again, she slowly exited the meeting hall and disappeared into the darkness behind the lights.
"well......."
After Animusfia left, Nero seemed to be discouraged. He sat on the seat used by the senators and let out a long sigh.
"Speaking of which, I still don't know what happened on the Palatine Hill, Your Majesty."
"teacher....."
Nero looked up at Seneca in front of him, and then said:
"Everything is destroyed - the Guards and the palace, everything is gone now. Only two people survived from the Palatine Hill, Yu and the Governor."
As Nero spoke, he placed the light blue transparent leaves in front of his eyes and examined the lines on the leaves through the dim light.
"how so?"
"I... saw my uncle."
"You mean Caligula?"
Seneca's impression of Caligula was not favorable.
In fact, he did not have a very good impression of Augustus at all. Seneca believed that Augustus was the criminal who tried to destroy the republican tradition that had been handed down in Rome for thousands of years.
Except Nero.
Of course Seneca knew that Nero was not fundamentally different from the previous Augustus, but he just couldn't oppose her.
Of course, even if Caligula was not Augustus, Seneca would not have any good impressions of him.
This is a private matter between two people.
If Seneca had to find one thing in common with Caligula, it would probably be his fatherly love for Nero.
Nero nodded.
"Although my uncle has become like a wild beast, I can still tell that he is indeed my uncle."
"That's really a miracle. In the end, was he responsible for both the Palatine Hill and the walls of Rome?"
Seneca was about to correct a previous misconception he had made.
He misjudged Caligula. Seneca originally thought that no matter how crazy Caligula was, his love for his sister and niece would not disappear.
But now it was Caligula who personally pushed Nero to the edge of the cliff.
"Well...that should be it. I don't know why my uncle got extremely powerful power, which is completely different from what he was in life. Yu also suddenly gained much more power than ordinary people, but if the governor didn't If he comes, I'm afraid Yu will be killed by his uncle."
"That guy...it looks like Caligula's crimes will be added to another list."
"No, I have already forgiven my uncle."
Seneca looked at Nero in surprise.
"Is that really good? Your Majesty."
"That's good. Uncle, he was manipulated by someone to do this kind of thing. If we really want to pursue the case, I should convict the people who planned all this behind the scenes... Lord Sextus and the others He must have been manipulated into committing the assassination."
Nero made no mention of Sextus or the other senators' intention to impeach her.
She also knew in her heart that if the Senate got the slightest chance, the Senate would impeach her without hesitation, no matter whether there was a mastermind behind it or not.
Furthermore, even if it was an assassination, it had never happened before in the history of Rome.
Seneca knew this too.
Seneca, who was caught between the Senate and Augustus, was the one who suffered the most.
"The governor said that Yu Shen was caught in a huge web of conspiracy. Although he didn't say it explicitly, the city of Rome has probably been infiltrated by the enemy."
"I've never done anything suspicious and I've never heard anything about it."
Seneca enlightened himself.
"Yu also knows...teacher, but if you really know something, teacher, although you won't deceive me, you won't take the initiative to tell me."
"this......"
Seneca was speechless for a moment.
"You are an excellent scholar, an excellent teacher...and a dedicated elder. But because of this, you will not be completely loyal to me."
Nero chuckled.
Seneca remained speechless.
"So...that's why I only have the governor left..."
Nero stroked his forehead and leaned on the back of the chair.
"Have you had the headache again, Your Majesty?"
"Well...Teacher, please step aside. I want to be alone for a while."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
After saluting, Seneca also turned and left the meeting hall.
Nero stroked his forehead while staring at the crystal clear leaf pendant in his hand.
According to Animusfia, she later became a famous tyrant.
Although Nero himself never wanted to become a cruel monarch, she had some clues as to why he was like that.
This incident also made Nero clearly aware of the weakness of his own rule.
If Animusfia had not appeared, she would have been nothing without the Guards.
However, the Guards would not always be on her side. Nero's uncle Caligula was assassinated by the Guards.
Now Nero can only rely on Animusfia.
But what if Animusfia doesn't side with her one day?
That was a scene Nero didn't want to imagine.
Just mentioning the words is nothing less than a nightmare.
What is happening now is already a complete nightmare, and in this airtight, almost suffocating nightmare——————
Animusfia appeared like a ray of sunlight piercing the clouds.
Did the gods give it to her before they gave up on her?
Nero had no way of knowing.
The translucent leaves emit a brilliant blue light.
It seems that a beautiful world exists within it, and people can't help but want to escape from this world that is almost collapsing.
"Has history changed... It would be great if I could really remember it."
Nero held the leaf tightly against his chest, and the faint fluorescence was blocked.
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Animusfia stepped out of the gate of the Senate Palace.
Arranged neatly outside, there were the elders bound by his magic, tethered like animals.
The surrounding slaves and citizens looked curiously at the former high-ranking senators.
It is hard to imagine that they once arrogantly decided all matters of Rome.
It seems that Seneca did a good job in searching and suppressing the rebels who entered the city of Rome.
So that the citizens and slaves could come out again and enjoy the performances of the senators like an audience.
Animusfia walked in front of them, and under the pull of the magic beam, every elder had to turn their heads to look at him.
"Fellow senators, you can call me [Animusfia] for the time being. Just now, I was honored to be appointed by Augustus and became the governor of the new province of Romagna. So. Now please all the elders move to a safe place with me."
Animusfia can raise his voice so that the people around him can hear his voice.
Then, like a shepherd herding sheep, Animusphia drove the senators across the Roman Forum opposite the Senate Palace and arrived in front of the temple not far away.
This is a temple that was erected here five hundred years ago. It can be regarded as one of the oldest buildings in Rome together with the Palace of the Senate, and is also regarded as one of the most important palaces.
"Is this what you call a safe place?"
The tied senator couldn't help but ask.
Animusfia smiled kindly.
"Exactly."
"Are you kidding——"
The elders who were about to have a seizure saw several charred corpses still floating with them in the sky, and closed their mouths angrily.
"Don't worry, everyone. Even if the temple itself is not safe, I will try my best to protect everyone. Please come in."
Animusfia extended her hand towards the temple and said.
Then, regardless of whether the elders agreed or not, Animusfia used magic to directly drive all the elders into the temple.
"Mercury"
After entering the temple, Animusfia used Mercury magic and floated in mid-air.
At the same time, black magic power continued to condense on his raised left hand.
The statue behind Animusfia also seemed to have its soul injected into it.
"What exactly are you going to do to us...?"
One of the more courageous senators asked tremblingly.
"Don't worry, elders. I will only let you sleep peacefully so that you can get through this nightmare."
Animusfia still has magic power in her hands.
Without the Spear of Ouranos as a reservoir, many of Animusfia's magics could no longer be used directly.
He had to pour the magic power from one place to another through the contract like now, with buckets of water.
It seems that re-creating the Gun of Ouranos will also be put on the agenda.
Finally, a large amount of magic power was completely gathered in the palm of Animusfia's hand, forming a tiny rotating "celestial body".
If Fujimaru Ritsuka were here, he would definitely recognize it as the planet most familiar to humans in the 21st century——Saturn.
The rings of Saturn are so bright that they can even be directly observed with the naked eye, making Saturn itself the most unique planet in the solar system.
"Saturn!"
Animusfia shouted loudly, and the Saturn in her hand suddenly expanded and quickly merged with the temple.
Saturn, the black sun, dawn and winter darkness.
The Romans prayed not that Sethun could use his powers to bring about a good harvest, but simply that Sethun and winter could leave together so that spring could come.
Rather than calling Saturn the god of agriculture, it is better to call him the god of winter and darkness.
Coincidentally, the main god enshrined in the temple where Animusfia is now is Seth, the god of agriculture.
Dark light enveloped every elder in the temple.
After a few seconds, the darkness disappeared, but there was no trace of the elders.
Animusfia let out a long breath of relief and slowly landed on the ground.
He used the cold nature of the black sun to "refrigerate" all the senators, and then integrated them with the Temple of Saturn itself.
The thoughts and body functions of the elders were suspended at the moment the magic was performed. The next time they resumed thinking, it would be time for Animusfia to finish processing everything and release them.
Animusfia looked at the statue of the god that seemed to be alive and the empty hall, and nodded with satisfaction.
Then he walked out of the Temple of Saturn alone.
That day, the citizens of Rome saw many senators entering the Temple of Saturn with Animusphia.
However, only Animusfia was seen walking out.
Afterwards, some curious people secretly broke into the Temple of Saturn, but found nothing.
It seemed as if the statue of Saturn, the god of agriculture, had been watching him.
Deeply frightened, he ran out in a panic.
Since then, rumors began to spread in Rome that Nero's new governor had sacrificed all the senators to the god of agriculture.
