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It is simply painful and happy.

From Nero's perspective, she might simply think that this approach would make it easier for Shuo Yue to let go.

But in the eyes of others, this was a sign of the Roman emperor's love for their commander-in-chief.

A group of rough guys who were suffocating in the barracks exchanged glances and snickered in a way that all men knew.

After all, this is the only reason why His Majesty the Emperor, who is sitting in the center and has everything to do with everything, comes to Pisa. It is also the only reason that can make this noble rose girl take the initiative to throw herself into his arms and act like a baby in front of everyone without restraint.

Even Shuo Yue couldn't help but have the idea of ​​'three major illusions in life', but considering the emperor's personality, he finally suppressed the flutter in his heart and said calmly:

I refuse. This is what people in the military have to face. As the emperor, you only need to sit in front of the hall, and someone will lead his troops to fight in all directions and bring you victory. There is some cold wind, frost and snow, but you still don't want it. It’s better to get dirty.”

Well--!

Nero pursed his red lips, almost showing his dissatisfaction in front of Shuo Yue.

I order you to tell me the answer to this question!

As soon as he finished speaking, Shuo Yue subconsciously looked at the back of Nero's hand, only to find that the command spell still existed.

Isn't this kind of thing enough to arouse Nero's emotions enough to use the Command Seal?

But he couldn't refuse, and he couldn't let Nero develop the psychological inertia that even orders have no effect.

While thinking, Shuo Yue sighed helplessly, and finally gave the answer:

It's for burying corpses, Your Majesty.

How can anyone not die in a war? And the corpses cannot be discarded at will. Usually, the victorious side will bury their own soldiers in separate graves, so that they can be buried in peace.

As for the enemy's corpses, they are not treated so well. They are usually buried intensively and digging holes is a normal thing.

That's it... Nero could tell that this was the truth, but she still instinctively felt that something was wrong. After thinking for a moment, she decisively decided to forget about it.

All she wanted was an attitude. Now that Shuo Yue had already answered, she would not continue to ask further questions.

As for Shuo Yue, her eyes flickered slightly, still avoiding Nero's passionate and hearty eyes.

It is true that corpses are buried, but is it digging a pit for the dead, or is it a torture device for those who are about to die——

The truth of the matter is still buried in the iceberg by Shuo Yue.

Okay, Your Majesty, I have finished answering your questions. Now please go back to your camp and rest.

Governor, I am the emperor, right? I am free to go wherever I want! The more Shuo Yue wanted Nero to go back, the more Nero refused to give in easily, Who are these people? They are our enemies, The poor guy who failed in the end?

The white-haired young man had empty eyes and was completely at a loss for this indulgent emperor: Yes, these are the stupid people who would rather die than be loyal to the United Roman Empire.

Boom, they are all loyal people. Nero thought thoughtfully.

Wait, you don’t want to forgive them, do you? Sensing something wrong from the complimentary description, Shuo Yue suddenly realized a possibility.

When Nero heard this, he looked up at Shuo Yue in confusion: Boom, why not? Rome should be open to all rivers and tolerant of all things!

This is true, both history and Rome itself bear it out.

In many ancient civilizations, whether it is Babylon, Egypt, India or even China, there has been a certain degree of xenophobia.

Only in Rome, although slavery existed, as long as you were a citizen of Rome, you would be treated equally regardless of your nationality or creed.

Macrinus, who once sat on the Amyrlin Throne, was even a black man from the province of Nubia.

In the vast history, it may be difficult to find a civilization as open and tolerant as ancient Rome. As the saying goes, 'all roads lead to Rome', as long as you are willing to be Rome, then you are Rome.

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But only on this matter, Shuo Yue disagreed with Nero's approach.

Where does your tolerance come from, Your Majesty? The white-haired young man stopped the emperor, with unknown emotions hidden in his blood-red eyes, What are you going to use to accept all this?

It is the unwillingness of the enemy to be killed, the resentment of the sacrifice of his comrades, and the chain of hatred of killing each other and endless grudges.

Are you ready to accept all this?

Forgiving these soldiers means forgiving the crimes they committed before, which also means that the soldiers have lost the target of revenge. The sacrifice of Shuoyue's entire army has completely become a fact, which cannot be reversed, and cannot even be memorialized with blood.

Will people agree with this?

Soldiers who have lost their limbs because of the battle, soldiers who have lost their comrades because of the confrontation, citizens who have lost their loved ones because of the war...

Will they choose to forgive like Nero?

What are you talking about, Governor? Faced with Shuo Yue's question, Nero's eyes widened in surprise and he answered naturally.

Of course it's because of love! Yu Ke deeply loves every plant and tree in Rome, and anyone who wants to become a Roman!

The emperor as beautiful as a rose said with a smile.

like?

The white-haired young man was completely speechless, and seeing Shuo Yue speechless, Nero stood up like a victorious general and stepped onto the stage in Shuo Yue's place.

Although she is such a petite figure, no one can take their eyes away from her.

I am the Emperor Nero Claudius! You are specially allowed to listen to my words!

…I will never admit that the Flower of Rome is Caesar’s fat uncle.

Chapter 248 The deviant, the song and the tragedy on the other side

Even if it's a gold coin,

Even for a night of fun,

Even a small piece of dream,

As long as it is watched by thousands of people,

A flower-like smile will appear——

That was what the Rose Emperor wanted, the ultimate beautiful gesture.

The white-haired young man leaned against the stage and stared at the young emperor who was loudly telling her love and mercifully offering salvation. He looked at the smile on her face from the bottom of her heart. Suddenly, he thought of the supreme emperor. The Master's comments about Nero.

[Give stars to the sky and flowers to the earth. And, give love to others. 】

Little does he know that this existence is the ultimate beauty. 】

But this beauty does not last long. The young man whispered to himself, The beautiful rose always has thorns. It is precisely because she knows how to refuse that she can bloom so proudly.

Once the sharp thorns on the body are restrained, it will be too easy to be trampled by wild beasts and pecked by birds. Even if it is picked off by luck and fed with the morning dew, it can only maintain life for a few days, and it will soon be affected. Wither with pride.

It was as if in the end, everyone was afraid of this emperor who was tolerant and accepting of everything like a monster, which finally led her to the end of betrayal and separation. Finally, at the third sunset, she closed her eyes forever.

It shouldn't be like this, it definitely shouldn't be like this. Shuo Yue looked at the death row prisoners who were crying and hugging each other because they had been forgiven by Nero, and standing in the corner with expressions of guilt and dissatisfaction intertwined. The fallen soldiers seemed to have bloody flames burning in their eyes.

If everyone could be like you, then the Five Hegemons of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period would be nothing more than a fantasy in martial arts novels, and the war between families and countries would have come to an end long ago - but this is impossible.

Nero, the emperor who turned his back on the world, you are a rose, so it cannot be universal. Not everyone can bloom like you.

Peace in the world cannot be achieved through heroes.

The young man with white hair and bloody eyes turned around, turned his back to Nero, and strode away without any regrets.

...Now that I think about it, that ending was already doomed at this time.

Why are you here?

In the camp, Shuo Yue, who had already calmed down, raised her eyebrows and looked at the crowd of confidants who came in like a swarm of people fleeing for safety, and said doubtfully.

A group of Nero's former guards looked at each other. Rosario took a step forward and said with a complex expression:

It's because His Majesty Nero...

Hmm? (Say something quickly)

Rosario swallowed his saliva, and because he was full of loyalty to Shuo Yue, he finally hesitantly stated the reason:

Because the prisoners of war were willing to surrender and recognize His Majesty's supremacy, His Majesty Nero was very happy and decided to... sing a song.

Oh, it's over.

Shuo Yue suddenly realized what happened and twitched the corner of his mouth.

As we all know, in Kali, there are several established rules, such as never allowing Artoria servants to enter the kitchen, never letting Shuten and Ibuki Doji stay together, and for example - Nero and Dragon Girl’s concert is absolutely amazing!

One is because he has a headache when he sings out of tune, but he can't notice it; the other is because of the 'dragon's thunder', the song he sings has the effect of dragon's breath, which really hurts him every minute... If two Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chicks form a team , that is definitely a devastating situation.

Even in the middle of the war, a group of servants under Kishinami Hakuno started a war to prevent them from holding an idol festival.

Did you sing?

It's already started. Rosario looked like he couldn't look back, and it was obvious that he had been mentally polluted.

If Your Majesty sings in the Golden Palace and leaves the door unlocked, everyone will probably run away the moment she starts singing, right?

However, after thinking for a while, Shuo Yue stood up and walked out of the camp.

Commander?!

Don't worry about me, I haven't heard His Majesty the Emperor sing yet, so I want to try it anyway.

After all, except for the popular Nero version of the Christmas song, Shuo Yue had never heard Nero sing a serious song, and even if it was a Christmas song, he actually didn't find it that unpleasant.

So, with everyone's eyes congratulating the warrior, Shuo Yue, whose curiosity was enough to kill a cat, opened the curtain with soundproof magic and walked out.

The moment they went out, the others started counting down.

Crash! The curtain was roughly opened, and the white-haired young man rushed back to the tent with rapid breathing, as if he had just experienced a big battle, and cold sweat fell from his face.

This is really...is it some kind of causal weapon?!

If he hadn't escaped in time, Shuo Yue even felt that his spiritual base would be irreversibly damaged!

After a moment of pause, Shuo Yue waved her hand angrily, signaling the subordinates to put away the unscrupulous smiles on their faces: Don't worry about His Highness Nero who suddenly ran over. I saw you, Ethel. Now that you're back, does that mean the war on the other side is over?

Hearing this, a young man from the crowd came out and knelt down on one knee: Yes, Gorin Valus's battle is over!

Shelda Ethel was also a member of the patrol. Before the army set out, Shuo Yue ordered him not to participate in the battle. Instead, he ordered him to lead a small force and secretly follow Goering. , check the battle situation. If things are not what Shuo Yue thinks, and the lack of defense along the coastline is indeed due to the enemy's negligence, then just leave quietly as if you have never been there.

But if the worst happens - then Ethel must find a way out of that hell to guide her struggling colleagues.

Report to your Excellency: Not long after the war, the former deputy general Gorin Varus was torn apart by a man wearing a bright red cloak. After that, the man displayed unparalleled fighting power and single-handedly, Tear apart our ranks with both hands.”

Even though Shuo Yue had already explained the possibility in advance, Ethel's body was still trembling slightly when he mentioned this matter. Even from a considerable distance, the man's face could not be seen clearly, but his violent posture was bloody. The killing still aroused the young man's instinctive fear.