"You..."
Looking at Animusfia appearing in front of him, Nero still couldn't believe his eyes.
In her eyes, Animusfia was standing in front of her with a half-smile, looking elusive as usual, but she always felt a little less serious than before.
It was obviously a very familiar scene, but Nero felt as if he was in a dream.
Animusphia's farewell to Nero may have never happened in the original history, but to Nero himself, it only happened not long ago.
Although Nero was subjectively unsure of how long it would take for the human mind to be restored due to changes in time and cause and effect, she was certain that that period of time was definitely not long.
No matter how regretful and reluctant she was, she finally said goodbye to the governor and was mentally prepared to never see him again.
Although there may not even be any memories left in the end, that would be better.
Therefore, even if Animusfia and Nero had not been separated for a long time, Animusfia appearing in front of her again at this time was still unreal and unbelievable.
It was like witnessing the dead soldier one second but standing intact the next second.
If you have some life experience, you should be able to understand what it would be like if a relative who just attended the funeral yesterday greets you the next day without changing his expression.
Usually Animusfia would wake up from her dream after encountering this kind of thing.
Nero probably had the same idea.
But she might not want to leave the dreamland so early.
Staggering forward, Nero came to Animusfia excitedly.
He obviously wanted to reach out and touch the face of his beloved, but Nero, who slightly extended his palm upwards, froze.
This must be a dream or hallucination or something.
Nero lowered his eyes and stared at the ground under Animusfia's feet while thinking in despair.
Although he wanted to throw himself into his arms right now, and although he wanted to look closely at his eyes that were always drifting away, Nero did not dare to do that.
If you did that, you would soon realize that there are even more untruths in it.
The dream will also end earlier.
Even in his dreams, Nero wanted to spend more time with him.
If we talk, gaze, or touch, the dream will definitely end in an instant.
Even if Nero himself is unwilling to let it end like that, the dream will still end when it should end.
After all, dreams are illusory and unreliable things that should end the moment they realize they are dreams.
It's better to say that it's strange that even now, I still haven't woken up from the dream.
A strange silence filled the space between Animusfia and Nero.
"............"
"What are you hesitating about? Nero."
"Humph, it is indeed a dream. A real governor would not speak to me like this - 'What are you hesitating about, Your Majesty?' He would definitely say this."
"Really...has that tone become your impression of me..."
Animusfia scratched her head and said with some distress.
"Well, although I do pay more attention to etiquette, I am not so affectionate when facing people close to me? Is it possible that--you still want me to treat you simply as an emperor?"
After hearing the familiar tone of Animus Fiana, Nero raised his head in surprise.
However, Animusfia's palm had already reached the top of her head.
As for Nero's silky blond hair, Animusfia said that after touching it once, it's hard not to want to touch it a second time.
Compared to a girl who was as strong as the Hulk and even felt like her hair was full of muscles, Nero's silky-soft blond hair simply didn't feel that good.
Animusfia sometimes worries that the girl's hair will stand up when she is angry, and also wonders whether he should not teach her "magic" - let her learn martial arts directly Faster.
Maybe Animusfia will be able to see "aliens" in reality by then.
Fan Ma Lixiang, Tang 々 serialization!
The 4001st year of Chinese martial arts may be about to blossom in the little girl from the far east.
It's a pity that Animusfia only knows one or two moves of Chinese martial arts...if the Tai Chi she learned from school in elementary school counts.
Skills such as inertia and old age in place (fake) are not within the scope of Animusfia's control, let alone the appalling body structure of the ghost back.
The red-haired girl would probably be very angry after learning what was going on in her head, but now was not the time to continue thinking about that girl.
There are things in front of him that should be dealt with first.
"This is not a dream, Nero."
Animusfia said as she rearranged Nero's soft hair that was messed up under her hands.
"In the end, dreams are just the brain operating involuntarily and disorderly, allowing your consciousness to function again when it should be sleeping. But the self-activity of the cerebral cortex alone is far from enough. It is comparable to the function when awake, so even [fantasy] cannot be achieved.”
The palm that fell from the hair gently scratched Nero's face, and Animusfia had already seen the tears on Nero's face that had not yet completely dried.
"Even if a dream can be constructed, the part that can be drawn from it cannot exceed what you see and think when you are awake. In other words, you cannot dream of things you have never seen or heard before - it just so happens It’s…”
Animusfia showed a meaningful smile to Nero, spoke in a longer tone, and then said:
"I have never mentioned this to you before, Your Majesty."
"Governor!"
Before Animusfia could finish her words, Nero had already rushed into his arms and buried his delicate face deeply in Animusfia's chest.
The solid touch and reassuring smell both told Nero that the person she wanted was right in front of her.
Animusfia was hanging in the air with Nero's hand.
Feeling the rhythmic vibrations coming from the lovely person in her arms, Animusfia took her hand back after being stunned for two seconds, and then began to stroke Nero's back.
"Really, the emperor cannot shed tears casually."
"...I just thought...whose fault do you think it is?"
Now Animusfia had no choice but to selectively forget Nero's previous instructions to him.
Is that actually what she was saying to herself?
It doesn't seem to have much effect.
"I thought, I thought I would never see you again."
"That's what I originally thought, but the last command spell made me change my mind."
"Eh?"
Nero raised his head and looked at Animusfia.
"But Yu's command spell only allows you... to remember Yu..."
"Compared to the master's verbal orders, command spells will plan the actions of the servants according to the master's true inner thoughts————"
Animusfia continued after a pause:
"It seems that a certain Master hopes deep down in his heart that I can stay."
After a rare blush, Nero turned his eyes and said angrily:
"Even if that's the case, so what, Yu just wants you to stay by Yu's side. Do you have any dissatisfaction?"
"If I'm dissatisfied, will you let me go?"
Animusfia tried to leave Nero's arms, which was holding her like a koala, but she failed.
"Hmm, wishful thinking."
"Oh, how willful you are."
After letting out a long sigh, Animusfia sighed.
"You...shouldn't you go back to Chaldea with Mashu and the others?"
Although he really wanted to ask whether Animusfia would leave again, Nero did not choose to ask in the end.
"Well, that should be true, but my situation is a bit special. Didn't I appear in this singularity as a servant summoned by you? Therefore, the way they returned does not apply to me."
"You, can't you go back?"
Nero, who expected to hear a negative reply, secretly hated himself for being selfish.
"I still have my own method, so there is no need for you, Your Majesty, to worry about this."
"Sure enough, you still have to go back..."
"........."
Animusfia did not accept Nero's words, but continued to let Nero hug her tightly.
"Are you still considered a follower of Yu?"
Finally, Nero asked him a new question.
"The three command spells have been completely used up, and the fact that you summoned the heroic spirit as the emperor of Rome should also be erased from the beginning. If you look for it now, you might be able to find out from some corner that your majesty had originally It’s a tool for summoning heroic spirits, so unfortunately, we no longer have that relationship.”
"...That's it."
Nero continued to bury his head in Animusfia's chest.
Fortunately, she no longer needs to use command spells and contracts to bind her relationship with Animusfia as before.
"Speaking of which, the power in Yu's body seems to have disappeared. Where is Zhou Yu and Zhou Gongjin? Isn't he no longer in your body?"
Facing Nero's question, Animusfia shook her head:
"No, that Mr. Zhou Gongjin will probably have to help me for a while longer."
"But if there is no Master, wouldn't the Servants disappear?"
"There is no need to worry about that. There is a skill called [Single Appearance] that can ensure the ability of a servant to continue to exist even without a master."
"Eh? Does Zhou Yu from the East still have such skills?"
"............"
Animusfia hesitated again and again, and finally said to Nero:
"No, Your Majesty, to be precise, it is 'I' who have that skill."
