The time needs to be moved forward a little further. At that time, Animusfia had just reunited with Mashu, Fujimaru Ritsuka and others.
Ever since he gave Nero the pendant, which was similar to the Spear of Ouranos, the rose-gorgeous emperor hung it on his chest all day long.
The leaf-shaped pendant was just a by-product of Animusfia's explanation of Chaldea and the Singularity to Seneca and Nero.
It can't be considered exquisite, let alone precious.
Although Animusfia is confident that he is the only one in the world who can create it————
But he alone can make thousands of them in just a few minutes.
Even in terms of its value as a handicraft, Animusfia believed that the small object he made casually was not as good as the "Cameo" carefully carved and carved by Roman and Greek craftsmen.
But those Cameos could only be used as beautiful seals in Nero's hands.
Nero's complacency was not without reason.
At least in Animusfia's eyes, Nero's perfect figure did not need any accessories, or in other words, no accessories could match her.
"So you stole it again? Taking back the gift you gave out, and doing so unknowingly... will be disliked by girls?"
Roman lay lazily on the main console of the Chaldean control room, stirring the coffee in his cup and speaking to Animusfiya across from the image.
The crystal clear leaves shine in the sunlight, reflecting the beautiful light that is similar to that of gems.
"You don't seem qualified to talk about me, right?"
Holding the pendant she had retrieved in her palm, Animusfia continued to move towards Florence and said angrily to Roman.
Before the war begins, Animusfia still has her own confession to make.
"You don't know this, right? The relationship between Magical Mellie and I has been developing by leaps and bounds recently. She has already started to take the initiative to chat with me."
Roman said proudly in the control room.
"It's because you would be the only one watching her live broadcast if I wasn't around."
"this......."
"So why didn't you go see Magical Mellie instead of coming here to see me? Chaldea should be on holiday, right?"
After Ritsuka joined him, Animusfia simply used her authority to let the employees in Chaldea rest.
With him here to take care of her, Chaldea can also relax her nerves that have been tense since he disappeared.
Therefore, Roman was the only one in the huge control room.
"Well... I used to be lazy a lot, and now it's my turn to be on duty. If I always throw all the problems to you, I will feel uneasy."
"After all, I am the director."
"That's not the problem! Alas...it's just..."
"Don't push yourself too hard, doctor. No one is born with the obligation to save others."
Animusfia said with half-closed eyes.
"...No matter what, I am still a doctor. It is normal for a doctor to want to save something."
"Then do your job as a doctor, Dr. Roman."
After taking a sip of the coffee in the cup, Roman sighed, and then said to Animusfia:
"Let's just be each other."
"After all, I am the director————This is not the reason for you to monitor me, doctor. If you don't give me a reason, I will take the initiative to cut off the signal."
Animusfia, who was not directly transferred from Chaldea, would actually have difficulty in contacting Chaldea.
"Director, please tell Nero and the emperor about the future."
"That's right."
"Then you should know that this is something that is strictly prohibited by Chaldea."
Roman put the coffee cup on the table and said to Animusfia with a serious expression.
"After all, I am the director."
Animusfia still said with a nonchalant attitude.
"That's no reason at all."
"Anyway, the singularity will be repaired in the end, and everything we have done, said, and experienced will become [never happened]. Since that is the case, it doesn't matter even if we say it."
Roman in Chaldea sighed.
"Although this understanding is indeed correct, we still cannot rule out the possibility that some special beings can retain the memories in the singularity. After all, why did you, Director Animusfia, steal from the emperor? How about returning the jewelry I gave her?"
After hearing Roman's words, Animusfia's previously pretending to be relaxed expression gradually darkened.
Nero would never make the stupid mistake of losing the pendant.
Animusfia couldn't afford to be idle and make another pendant that had no practical significance at all.
He retrieved the pendant again while Nero was sleeping.
"Doctor Roman, what do you think of me? What kind of person am I?"
Animusfia frowned and asked Roman in Chaldea.
"What kind of person... How should I evaluate this? Mysterious, suspicious but reliable... far more capable than ordinary people, making people want to rely on them involuntarily - —————”
As he spoke, Roman gradually closed his mouth.
He once knew a man who was alive like a wish machine.
No, not even a human being.
Although Animusfia's identity is indeed full of doubts, at least one thing Roman can be sure of is that Animusfia can never be equated with "a certain king in the past."
That way of existence is twisted, boring, and disgusting.
As Romani Achiman, he is undoubtedly the most qualified "person" to comment.
"I didn't get to do much, Roman."
Animusfia touched her left arm that had been replaced with a prosthesis and said with a complex expression:
"I failed to completely defeat Vlad III, and I failed to see Elisa-Camilla's disguise early. I also failed to prevent Krasin from appearing, and failed to save more people———— —When I first came to Rome, I couldn’t even block the dagger that stabbed me.”
Animusfia paused, then continued:
"Even a great man like Caesar will be assassinated, Roman."
If Animusfia and Zhou Yu Gongjin's spiritual bases hadn't been fused to become a half-server, he might have capsized in the gutter at that time.
Although he is capable of many things, he is just a mortal who cannot escape birth, old age, illness and death.
Even if he has a great talent like Caesar, he still cannot escape an ordinary dagger.
Even a brain as talented as Einstein will still face eventual death.
"I, too, will make mistakes and regret them, Roman."
"So do you regret it now?"
Facing Roman's question, Animusfia lowered her head and pondered for a while, and then said to Roman:
"Ah, from the moment France Crassin showed up until now, I have been living with present continuous regret, doctor."
"Because of what?"
"Because of all this."
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Animusfia raised his head, and in his eyes Rome, which was caught in a sea of fire, gradually overlapped with Florence, which was caught in a sea of fire.
"What on earth did I do..."
