"I'm tired!"
Animusfia looked helplessly at Nero rolling on the ground.
Nero, who had agreed to "paint" with him, lost his initial enthusiasm just after painting two banknotes.
This is one of the reasons why even though Nero could easily master any skill with the help of [Emperor's Privilege], he would soon forget it.
Another reason for this phenomenon is the headache that has been bothering her for a long time.
Nero often stayed up all night, confused between reality and dreams.
Fortunately, Animusfia did not pin her hopes on Nero from the beginning.
He had been mentally prepared to spend the whole night printing money.
Other administrative officials in the room turned their heads to look this way.
But then, as if nothing happened, he turned around and returned to the work in hand.
It seems that he is already used to such a scene.
Even a lunatic like Caligula could become the Augustus of Rome. Thank God that his niece was just a little willful.
The city of Rome was plundered by the United Empire, and the mess left by the de facto banning of the Senate by Animusfia still needed people to deal with.
So Animusfia summoned the representatives of the administrative officials and citizens' assembly.
Let them be responsible for counting the losses in Rome and recovering the personal property of the senators.
Compared to the knights who took care of Augustus's private domain, Animusphia's vision for Rome required civil servants with knowledge rather than force.
For Rome, which was unable to train a large number of administrative personnel for a while, Animusphia's first choice was to use representatives of the citizens' assembly and consuls who had received sufficient education and social experience.
In the newly established administrative system of Animusfia, he planned to make Seneca the provincial prime minister, with several administrative departments under his jurisdiction.
They have jurisdiction over various aspects of affairs such as transportation, agriculture, construction, justice, and economy within the province.
If necessary, special departments may be added with the authorization of the provincial governor.
For example, when the slaves were about to be emancipated in Romagna, Animusfia established an additional department outside the system specifically responsible for ensuring the status of slaves.
The Prime Minister and ministers in his department will be assisted by several secretaries.
The prime ministers and governors of the provinces were directly appointed by Nero and were theoretically equal.
However, in the current Romagna and even the entire Rona, it has obviously become the de facto dictatorship of Animusfia.
So it doesn't matter whether it's equal or not.
Animusphia, who is currently completely trusted by Nero, is the real leader of Rome.
But after recovering other provinces in the future, the work done by Animusfia will bear fruit.
After all, he still had to repair the singularity, so he couldn't put all his energy into rebuilding Rome.
Complicated internal affairs were never something Animusfia should deal with.
Magic power condensed on Animusfia's fingertips, constantly leaving traces on the stacks of papyrus rolls and infusing them.
"Your Majesty, you have done a good job. Leave the rest to me."
Animusfia stopped what she was doing and helped Nero up from the ground.
"Wouldn't that make it look like I didn't do anything? Governor, please take a rest with me."
“Isn’t this what you have accomplished?”
Animusfia picked up Nero's painting and said.
"You have already completed the most important design steps for me. Next, I only need to copy your design onto each banknote. This is actually the easiest."
"Really?"
"Of course, Your Majesty. Invention is always harder than copying. I want to thank you before it's too late. It's really a great help, Your Majesty Nero."
"Well, in that case, I'll just listen to you."
Nero stood up and picked up her second painting.
"Then, Yu will go back and rest first."
"Your Majesty, walk slowly, but let the soldiers help you carry the paintings."
"No."
Nero flatly refused.
"Yu's paintings are not accessible to ordinary people."
Then the emperor, who was even smaller than Arturia at her age, started walking holding a huge drawing board that was completely out of proportion to her.
"well."
Animusfia sighed.
"It's better for me to help you, Your Majesty."
...........
After moving Nero's "masterpieces" in various senses back to her temporary palace, Animusfia returned to the room where the administrative officials were.
Animusfia always felt that he seemed to have played the same role at some time and place.
When I thought about it carefully, I realized that it was the memories of Elisa and Hungary in my mind.
If Elizabeth as a child were allowed to come here, she would probably get along well with Nero.
But maybe it will be like magnets with opposite poles that won’t be dealt with at all.
Animusfia shook her head and refocused her attention on the other painting left by Nero.
Just looking at myself in the painting is really a different feeling.
It’s similar to looking in the mirror, but slightly different.
The Nero standing next to him in the painting has a bit more charm than Animusfia's pure copy.
From an artistic point of view, Nero was indeed a perfect artist.
But Animusfia was dizzy when she thought that her image would be used as currency together with Nero.
Many common people use the characters on the currency to refer to the currency itself.
For example, "I want to see Gandhi's smile", "Fukuzawa Yukichi", "Franklin and Lincoln" and the famous man on the red RMB.
Animusfia could not imagine that her name would become a noun in the future.
The only consolation may be that Nero will bear this pain with him.
The soldier brought in another pile of papyrus and placed it behind Animusfia, attracting his attention.
Animusfia, who turned around, looked at the pile of papyrus and began to sigh again.
He remembered the words he had just used to comfort Nero.
"Much easier?"
Animusfia asked to herself while printing money.
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The sun once again climbed over the seven hills and shone on the city of Rome.
Thanks to yesterday's miracle, the atmosphere in Rome was cheerful despite the looting.
"Governor——"
It was as if the magical girl Animusfia had watched on TV during his childhood was whispering in his ears.
"Sir Animusfia——"
The deliberately lowered voice seemed to want to wake him up, but it didn't want to wake up Animusfiya just like that.
Animusfia, whose memory was a little confused, slowly opened his eyes, and the blond, blue-eyed, rose-like young emperor was right in front of him.
"..Sakura...no,...Nero?"
"Hmm, it's none other than Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus!"
The girl puffed out her chest and began to introduce herself in a classic way.
The swaying white snow made Animusfia's mind clear up instantly.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing here..."
"Of course it's to wake up the Governor."
Nero pointed around as a matter of course.
"Everyone said that you were the only one left last night, so I came to find you."
"Really? Thank you very much, Your Majesty."
Animusfia said rubbing her eyes.
"Phew, it's already the second day. Then it's time to build our credit."
Animusfia looked at the sun outside the balcony again.
"So can you tell Yu Ru your plan now?"
"Of course, Your Majesty."
Animusfia pointed to dozens of cubes next to the stacked banknotes.
"It's up to them."
