"There are only three Command Seals...if they are all used up, you cannot guarantee that I will continue to be loyal to you, Your Majesty."
Animusfia looked helplessly at the command spell that had receded from the back of Nero's hand.
Although most masters have built a trusting relationship with their servants————————There are even some cases where a close relationship has been formed with a servant in just seven days.
It's almost like a GALGAME expansion, isn't it? Shirou-kun.
However, there are many examples of Masters being backlashed by their Servants, or of Masters not being able to fully trust each other until the end of their lives.
Presumably, whether it was Nero's court magician or Einzbern and Matou Zouken, the original intention of creating the command spell was to prevent the master from being unable to control the servants.
As for the effect of increasing the power of the Noble Phantasm, it is just a by-product of the command spell as a high-intensity magic crystallization.
Only the Human Security Agency Chaldeas truly uses the Command Seal as a means and tool to strengthen its followers.
"Hmm... If I put it this way, if Yu uses up all the command spells, you will no longer be loyal to me...?"
Nero stared at Animusfia rather uneasily.
Seeing Nero's uneasy expression, Animusfia suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.
"It's hard to say, Dominus. Maybe I'll be like the famous Spartacus, longing for freedom."
"...You are truly loyal to me, even if the Command Seals are exhausted, right?"
"If I say this now, wouldn't it be a trick to induce you to use the Command Seal?"
"why is it like this------!"
Nero suddenly protected the back of his hand, which was branded with the command spell, as if he were protecting some treasure.
"Then it's time for us to go, Your Majesty."
Animusfia waved her fingers with a half-smile, and the mountains of documents on the table glowed with silver light, and then floated neatly to the corner of the room, where they were piled up again in an orderly manner.
"It's story time."
"So despicable...Governor."
"Soldiers never tire of deceit. A good strategist must be despicable, Your Majesty. Do you want to use a command spell to make me less despicable?"
"I won't waste Command Seals on these things again."
Nero said angrily.
"Well, there's nothing we can do about it."
Animusfia spread her hands and said helplessly.
"As compensation, I order you to tell me twice as many stories tonight————"
What a tyrant.
But Animusfia asked for it, and he had nothing to say.
"That's really difficult. You need a command spell to do this."
"Yu will never use the Command Seal again, Governor! Even if you are not truly loyal to Yu, Yu will always let you be Yu's minister. Just give up!"
Nero shook his head angrily.
The translucent leaf hanging on her chest swayed with her movements.
"....I am still concerned about your mood so I came to visit you..."
"...Thank you for your concern."
Nero was very perceptive, and Animusfia was indeed not in a good mood these past few days.
Discussions about free morality always seem ethereal, but they are really tiring.
However, Animusfia's mood improved a lot after Nero came to join in the conversation.
"..."
Nero ignored Animusfia and turned his head to the side.
Maybe the joke went too far.
Perhaps what Nero, who was ultimately betrayed by everyone in history, lacked and wanted most was pure loyalty.
"Sorry, Your Majesty. It was just a joke. No matter what, I will stand by your side."
"Hmph, do you think I will forgive you with such a simple apology?"
"...Then let me tell you a story about [The Great Fire of Rome] tonight."
"Will there be a fire in Rome in the future?!"
Nero's interest was instantly attracted by the new topic raised by Animusfia.
"Go back to the palace first, Your Majesty. I will explain it to you in detail. How about it? Is it enough to pay for my sins?"
"Then I'll have to wait until you've finished speaking to make a final decision."
"Then I will clear the way for you, Your Majesty."
Animusfia stretched out her right hand and leaned forward.
"Hmm."
Nero nodded.
With Nero's permission, Animusfia opened the door and walked out.
...
Looking at Animusfia's back, Nero protected his right hand with the command spell and tightly held the leaf pendant hanging on his chest.
...
Although he received verbal assurances from Animusfia, Nero definitely felt a sense of crisis.
Everything she had now could be attributed to Animusfia.
It was the appearance of Animusfia that relocated her to the top of Rome...
And now Rome will continue to rely on him.
To be precise, "Nero" and "Nero's Rome" could not live without this governor.
...
Is she really a qualified Dominus?
...
"His Majesty?"
Animusfia turned around and looked at Nero who was standing there in surprise.
I don't know if it was his misunderstanding, but Animusfia always felt that the Servant-like magic wave coming from Nero was a little weaker.
"Huh? What's the matter, Governor?"
Nero came back to his senses and replied to Animusfia.
The weakened magic power fluctuations returned to normal.
"Is the headache coming back? Your Majesty."
"...It should be like that..."
Perhaps it was caused by poor mental state.
Animusfia didn't think about it any further.
It was also thanks to him that he could detect that Nero's already negligible magic power fluctuations had weakened.
Another person might not realize that Nero was something close to a Servant.
Maybe his senses are too sensitive.
After shaking his head, as if he was afraid of losing it, Nero followed Animusfia's back.
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Flames engulfed the seaside fishing village.
The long coastline is densely covered with rows of huge warships.
The soldiers who kept coming off the deck plundered the village and raped the women.
Two figures who could be called "great" were watching and conniving at everything that happened on the deck of the flagship.
