Although almost all Romans now believe that Nero is the mortal god Augustus, they also believe that Animusfia can indeed communicate with the gods.
They can even swear that they have witnessed miracles.
But that is the limitation of people in this era, who can believe that just turning water into red wine or taking out a coin from a fish's mouth is a miracle.
If only one person at the show knows that magic is fake, then the one person who knows the truth must be the magician himself.
Even though she borrowed the name of a god from Greek mythology, Animusfia had never communicated with the gods on Mount Olympus from the beginning.
He knew very well that everything he said and did to the citizens of Rome was a lie.
Likewise, Octavius Augustus and Julius Caesar should have known clearly that they were not real gods.
So did Nero.
It's just a convenient and effective means to achieve a certain goal like Animusfia.
"For what you said, I can directly sentence you to death."
"Then let me die like Socrates, Your Majesty."
Socrates was executed by the Greek city-state of Athens for corrupting youth and being godless.
"Huh, glib."
"Your Majesty, you appreciate Greek philosophy and drama the most, don't you?"
Animusfia asked rhetorically.
"That's why I said you are cunning."
"Whatever you say, Your Majesty."
Seeing that the parade motorcade had entered the triumphal city gate with cheers and cheers, Animusfia placed the golden laurel crown on Nero's head.
However, the golden laurel crown is somewhat repetitive with the girl's long golden hair. Perhaps it would be better to replace it with a real green olive branch.
At the same time, Animusfia walked up to Nero again, and then looked into her eyes.
"But remember, you are only human."
As she spoke, Animusfia applied vermilion paint on Nero's face.
The statue of Jupiter in the Temple of Jupiter on Capitol Hill has a red face.
The paint on the face of the triumphal protagonist expresses his connection with the gods, especially Jupiter.
Nero closed his eyes and carefully felt the touch of Animusfia's right hand as it rubbed back and forth on her face.
Quietly waiting for the end.
Gently wiping away the paint that was about to run down Nero's neck, Animusfia used magic power to wipe away the paint on her hands.
"That's all, Your Majesty."
Nero reluctantly opened her eyes, and the scene that greeted her eyes was one of prosperity.
Animusfia had already retreated behind her again.
Countless petals were fluttering in the air with the breeze, and red and purple satin and cloth could be seen everywhere along the triumphal march route.
There were literally huge crowds of people lining both sides of the street.
The soldiers behind them carried various trophies and followed the carriage of Animusphia and Nero. A pure white bull was crowded in the center of the queue, waiting for the final sacrifice to the gods.
What was special about this triumphal ceremony was that there were no prisoners or slaves.
But this did not disappoint the onlookers, because something more exciting than the slaves and captives was taking place in front of them.
The afternoon sun hung high above the sky, and everything in the city of Rome shone like gold.
But the scene of the battle during this period of time just appeared in the mid-air above the convoy.
There is a fleet full of flames, and there is also a phalanx where the two armies hand over.
There was also the huge chalk city that collapsed like a mountain, and the girl who was given power by Octavian.
In the end, all the images pointed to Nero at the front of the convoy, standing on the golden chariot.
In the eyes of ordinary people, this is undoubtedly another miracle.
And it’s so much higher than the five loaves and two fishes that I don’t know where to go.
Although they are suspended in mid-air, they can still see the sky behind them through these images.
But the characters and actions in those images seemed to be real and lifelike.
Then the crowd cheered even more fiercely, and more petals and flowers were thrown towards Nero's motorcade.
Nero also raised her head and looked at the image in mid-air intently, and then she looked at Animusfia.
She knew that this was not a manifestation of the gods.
Animusfia smiled slightly at the girl in front of her.
At this time, the first seven-hill Capitol Hill in front of the city gate has been completely passed, and the next thing to enter is the real center of Rome—the Roman Forum where the Senate and the Temple of Saturn are located.
Even more citizens gathered in the Roman Forum than the crowds that lined the roads when they first entered the city.
Even so, the crowd that had been walking along the streets outside the square now followed the convoy and continued to move forward.
As soon as Nero and Animusphia's carriage appeared in people's sight, they began to shout "Imbratus" and "Augustus" excitedly.
At the same time, the soldiers and civilians behind him never stopped cheering.
Finally, the whole city of Rome uniformly rang out the cheers of "Augustus" and "Imbratus".
Seneca and a group of administrative officials knelt in the center of the Roman Forum, waiting for Nero's arrival.
The procession carriage decorated with gold passed through the Arch of Augustus built by Octavian Augustus, passed by the Temple of Caesar built after Caesar returned from victory, and finally came to the Temple of Saturn and the Senate. In front of the hospital.
Came in front of many officials who were half kneeling on the ground.
The Temple of Vesta, also located on one side of the Roman Forum, has already been crowded with people.
The virgins who serve the god Vesta, who is equivalent to Hestia, one of the virgin goddesses in Greek mythology, walked out.
The cheering crowd fell silent.
The pure white bull was led to the Virgin of Vesta.
These eldest ladies, all of whom were born into noble families, needed to remain chaste throughout their lives to ensure that their connection with the gods was pure enough.
A dagger with a handle made of the finest ivory from the province of Africa and inlaid with pearls and precious stones was presented to the virgin's hands.
Then the sharp blade slit the bull's throat, and the blood gushing from it was caught in the gold basin that had been prepared.
The virgin continued to come to the bull that was lying down, cut open the belly of the white bull, and examined the internal organs.
"good omen--------!"
It seemed that it was said by the virgin, and it seemed that it was said by the soldiers who helped suppress the bull. In short, the word "good omen" quickly spread throughout the city of Rome.
The crowd, which had been holding their breath just a moment ago, cheered again.
The purple robe that Animusfia took from unknown time was also put on Nero's body.
For the next few days, Rome will be in a state of carnival.
After all, Augustus will foot the bill.
