After walking to Lu Bu's dissipating spirit body, Animusfia silently apologized to Lu Bu in her heart.
In the end, Animusfia finally became one of the hateful planners who took advantage of Lu Bu.
Even Zhuge Kongming couldn't stay out of the matter and used him to a greater or lesser extent.
"Sorry, slave of the third surname."
It was a bit embarrassing to say it, but Animusfiya felt that she had nothing to feel sorry for Lu Bu.
He also tried to make himself fall in love with this hero who played an important role in the troubled times of the late Han Dynasty when all heroes came together with his own personal courage.
But sure enough, in the end, Animusfia still couldn't like this man who had nothing but strength.
On the contrary, even if you search the entire history of Chinese civilization for nearly 4,000 years, you will be hard-pressed to find a second man with such a bad temperament like Lu Bu.
Greedy, lustful and capricious, although brave but hesitant.
It is true that the failures and tragedies of Lu Bu's life were caused by others' calculations, but there were also problems of his own.
Even Lu Bu's own problems accounted for the majority.
If they weren't worried about Lu Bu's capriciousness, Animsfiya might be very happy to sign a contract with him.
If Lu Bu hadn't been so easily taken advantage of, Animusfia wouldn't have been in a position where she had to kill him.
Animusfia looked hesitantly at the captains and centurions who were reorganizing their ranks to collect the remaining soldiers who had withdrawn from the defense line.
The simultaneous appearance of Iscandar, El-Melloi II and Lu Bu in such a place obviously meant that the long-standing defense line established by Boudica to protect Rome had completely collapsed.
And Jing Ke should also be in bad luck.
Unfortunately, of the four servants who initially helped Nero, now only Boudicca remains.
Chaldea's reinforcements and Elisa's appearance could only barely replenish the loss of combat power.
However, since the [United Empire] has even summoned Iskandar and El-Melloi II, who are not Roman emperors, it means that the opponent's combat power has also been weakened a lot by the war in recent months.
Thinking of this, Animusfiya still felt that the war was not that tense.
"Hmm... I always feel that Governor you are not that happy. Yu and you defeated that Iskandar! What's the harm in being a little happier? Even the conquering king Alexander and his army were defeated by After seeing the rest of the Roman men, don’t you think Rome is really too great!”
Nero walked up to Animusfia and said excitedly.
It seems that Nero was very excited about the great achievement of defeating Iscandar and building the Golden Theater.
Animusfia shrugged helplessly and turned to look at Nero.
"Perhaps so, Your Majesty. But you must remember that I am not a Roman."
"What are you talking about? Didn't Yu grant you the status of a Roman citizen a long time ago?"
"That's just an identity. If you want, you can grant the status of Roman citizens to people who have passed away or even those who are not yet born in the world. But if you are really proud of Rome, are they counted among them?"
"Of course not......Ah! Governor, you are like this again. You always like to pour cold water on me every time. You have disturbed my good mood!"
Nero was a little angry.
After this long war, Nero actually realized that Rome's success could not be reflected on every Roman.
She is no longer the Nero Claudius who only sat in the city of Rome and enjoyed herself.
The joy of this victory was not felt by those who were massacred in Masseria.
Nor could those who were burned in Florence enjoy the glory of this victory.
Nero couldn't be happier when he thought of those who had been sacrificed as a price.
Rather than focusing on the glory of himself and [Rome] and the great cause of defeating Iscandar, Nero hoped that this war would not exist from the beginning.
Compared with the abstract "Rome", Nero loved every Roman he could see living there.
This is doomed that although she and Alexander can understand each other, they cannot identify with each other.
She is undoubtedly as selfish as Iskander.
If before experiencing this war, before meeting Animusfia, Nero might have been a being who could launch an expedition regardless of building the Golden Palace like Iskandar.
But after briefly letting go of his identity as Augustus, he became Indrado who only belonged to Animusfia.
After watching Animusfia sacrifice others and even herself for the so-called "Rome" and "humanity"————
"don't want."
That was Nero's most essential sentiment.
The glory of Rome, the survival of human nature, none of that matters.
Only people who have never found anything truly important in their lives would regard it as a treasure.
Of course, there are also weirdos like Iskandar who regard glory and conquest as important things.
Not as the willful Augustus, nor as the key to human reason.
That was the voice of Nero, who was just an ordinary girl.
Only then did Nero realize that such a grand vision was not what Nero longed for.
This does not mean that Nero gave up his desire for praise from others and his pursuit of glory.
It's just that, what's the need for a golden theater without important people?
When selfishness reaches such an extreme that one values the selfishness of others, it turns into fraternity.
"If you feel offended, please pretend I didn't say it, Your Majesty. I made a mistake. Of course you can be happy about the achievements created by your ancestors, the great deeds done by someone from the same hometown, and the strength of Rome—— ——It’s better to say that people like that are the majority.”
Animusfia said as she pulled out her prosthetic limb that Lu Bu had cut off from the cracks in the earth's crust.
Nero's eyebrows frowned slightly.
"But what do you think, Governor?"
"Well, you are the first person to ask me that."
Animusfia was a little surprised.
"Have Elisa and the disciples never asked?"
Facing Nero's question, Animusfia stopped what she was doing with some embarrassment.
"...To be honest, the time I have spent with them now is not as long as the time I spent with you during my time in Rome. Ritsuka and I have not discussed it to that point yet—— ——As for Eliza, no matter who she is, I probably wouldn’t talk about this kind of thing with her.”
"What about Yu?"
The surrounding soldiers selectively ignored Animusfia and Nero who were stuck together again.
It’s almost time to get used to it.
"How should I put it? In the final analysis, that feeling should be regarded as pride. Although many people have not followed it, humility has always been important in my hometown."
"So Governor, won't you be proud?"
Animusfia shook her head honestly.
"No, if I'm not proud, can I still be considered a human being? It's better to say that my pursuit of pride is much higher than that of ordinary people, otherwise I wouldn't be here. It's precisely because of that that I won't do it because of my ancestors. He became proud of his achievements and the great deeds of his fellow countrymen."
When pride reaches its extreme and cannot be easily pursued, it will turn into humility.
"Why?"
Nero asked Animusfia.
"Your Majesty, you should also be aware that being born a Roman like Caesar or a member of Julius Claudius is not a talent. In my opinion, these are things that are not determined by oneself at all. There is no pride at all.”
Just like inheriting an inheritance from your father, there is nothing to be proud of.
As for the fellow countrymen, even if they conquer the world, what does that have to do with him?
Even though Chen She, who was obsessed with wealth and status, eventually abandoned his fellow countrymen, let alone him?
Animusfia used magic power to melt the damaged parts of the prosthetic limb, reshape it, and reattach it, which still maintained its intact form under Leonardo da Vinci's making.
The Five Military God Soldiers just cut it off neatly.
After doing all this, Animusfia turned around and re-twisted Nero's long hair that had been spread out during the battle.
Animusfia, who had been sleeping with Nero every night recently, also successfully assumed the role of Nero's valet and became a true "Servus".
"But my heart is happy enough now, Your Majesty."
"Why?"
"Not because of Rome's victory, nor because I am an honorary Roman - but because this battle is between me and you, together with Nero Claudius, against the legendary Iskander, the conquering king, was victorious."
Animusfia put up the last bun of Nero's hair and said softly.
Nero's eyes met Animusfia's.
"So are you proud now?"
"Well, this is still the thing that makes me most proud at present, Your Majesty."
Nero blushed and lowered his gaze.
"Hmm, I'm very satisfied with your answer——but unfortunately, you are wrong."
"oh?"
There is something strange about Animusfia.
Doesn't he actually know what he is most proud of?
"Your Majesty, please tell me what the correct answer is."
"Governor, you have already accomplished the most proud achievement in the world."
As Nero spoke, he put his hands around the back of his head and looked at Animusfia again.
The distance between her and Animusfia is getting closer and closer.
The lips are almost touching.
Then Nero closed his eyes slightly and moved forward for a kiss.
Now that things have happened, Animusfia will no longer push Nero away.
For the first time, he truly took the initiative to kiss, responding to the lovely person in front of him.
The two just hugged and kissed each other in the broken battlefield.
After an unknown amount of time, Nero let go of Animusfia's lips.
Because of the long kiss, both she and Animusfia began to breathe slightly.
But none of them had any scruples. Instead, they greedily breathed the breath that had just come out of each other's mouths.
"I, the most dazzling treasure in Rome, have been in your pocket for a long time."
