Having traversed countless realms, can you possibly be as clever as me?

"Don't force me to use my merciless sword!"

The gladiators gripped their weapons tightly. Some, driven by fear, hesitated and lowered their arms, choosing to kneel in retreat amidst the curses of cowards. Others, however, took a deep breath and charged forward again, their faces contorted with rage!

Force Lightning!

While the feeling of controlling the weirdness is fun, I have to say that Tsugumi still prefers the simple and unpretentious 5A-level combos the most.

A dazzling arc of electricity instantly erupted from Tsurugi's hand, spreading and expanding in an instant, turning the gladiator who had chosen to stand into ashes in the blink of an eye!

Standing alone on the battlefield, the sunlight gilded his white robes, which billowed in the hot wind, making him appear like a god descending to earth. At his feet lay several gladiators, some with heaving chests, seemingly alive, but most already reduced to ashes.

He achieved an absolute victory, and the stands erupted in cheers as loud as a landslide. The ladies dropped the flowers they held, and the nobles stood up and applauded vigorously, but this time it was not just a celebration of desire, but also an appreciation of power.

"He must be the son of Jupiter! The power to control lightning!!!"

"A handsome demigod, I want to have a child with him as great as Hercules!"

Seeing Tsurugi wield the power of lightning, many nobles grew even more fanatical. After all, although this era was close to the Age of Gods, magic was not widespread. Magic in this age was still a skill possessed by a few, such as priests, and in Rome, only a few priests in the Pantheon still retained the mysterious powers that the gods could still use after their departure.

The ability to wield lightning, especially to unleash such power with a mere flick of the wrist, is extremely rare, even among magicians.

Of course, many people still harbor the idea of ​​having a one-night stand with Dongjiang Chunfeng, after all, the priests of this era do not demand abstinence, but rather pursue and advocate such desires.

Tsuruga raised her head, surveyed the entire audience, took a deep breath, and began a eloquent speech.

No occasion could be more fitting than this: in Rome, a powerful man needed not only martial skills but also eloquence. And this was the best way to attract those in power.

"Citizens of Rome, I am a traveler from the East, carrying the wisdom and divine legacy of a nation as powerful as Rome."

Without hesitation, he activated his powers and acquired inherent skills.

Idol making + charisma enhancement + mental interference + incitement EX!

In just a moment, he elevated his already exceptional charm to an even higher level.

So what was I going to say next? Tsugumi isn't very good at public speaking.

Okay, I'll just make some up on the spot.

"I have come here to pledge my allegiance to a monarch worthy of my loyalty!"

Tsuruga paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.

"Even even even even even even even even!!!!"

Changing styles doesn't stop him from killing! : 153. Successful comeback, about to hook up with a rich woman!

"Can men be this beautiful too...?"

Inside the magnificent hall at the highest point of the arena, a voluptuous and languidly beautiful woman lay on a soft couch.

She wore a deep purple Stora robe, the fabric as thin as a cicada's wing, which subtly outlined her full and slender waist. Her golden hair was piled high, adorned with pearls and amethysts, and a gold necklace with a huge ruby ​​hung from her neck, rising and falling slightly with her breath.

Her face possessed both arrogance and the mature charm unique to a beautiful woman. Her icy blue eyes were fixed on Dongjiang, burning with a greedy desire and longing, as she murmured.

"Hehehe, he wants an emperor he's worthy of his loyalty, Nero~~~"

She chuckled, but her tone betrayed an undisguised jealousy.

"He came for you, how cute~~"

"You jest, Mother," replied the emperor, whose appearance bore a resemblance to the mature beauty on the soft couch, yet who looked as young as a loli, with only her ample bosom in a red dress.

Emperor Nero gazed at the dazzling figure in the arena with a complex expression, her pink lips slightly parted, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

Today is the second year since Nero became emperor.

Rather than saying she was the ruler of Rome, it would be more accurate to say it was her mother, Julia.

She was the one who pushed herself onto the throne, married her adoptive father, and gave Nero the legitimacy to inherit the throne.

Therefore, her power has always been controlled by her mother.

But she hadn't thought much about it before, because Nero wasn't ready to be an emperor.

But now, her heart was fluttering.

Looking at the charismatic man in the arena, Nero's heart stirred like a pool of spring water in a gentle breeze.

Although his appearance differed from that of the Romans, he was still handsome. His dark eyes, without a trace of other colors, were deep and captivating. His straight nose and thin lips spoke words full of wisdom and eloquence.

Hmm... Nero didn't quite understand what he was saying.

But Nero instinctively wanted to believe what was said!

Then look at that smooth skin, tall and slender figure, and strength that is not just for show, but also quite profound.

the most important is--

He came for Yu.

Seemingly sensing her gaze, the perfect young man turned around to meet her eyes. Upon meeting those eyes and hearing those softly uttered words, the young emperor's heart pounded uncontrollably.

The young emperor was not a pleasure-seeking and dissolute person. Perhaps due to his mother's influence, Nero greatly disliked those sycophantic male favorites.

In Rome, a young girl's chastity was not something to be proud of, but rather a disgrace. For the Romans, who believed in Venus and indulged in lust, even young girls were expected to know how to enjoy themselves.

But Nero was able to maintain this purity perhaps because of the false impression her elders had given her.

He belongs to me!!!

This idea was implanted into Nero's mind like a virus, so the young emperor took a deep breath and made a decision!

"If Nero doesn't want it, then I'll take this fine young man..."

The beautiful and voluptuous Julia gently licked her full lips with her red tongue, shifting her alluring body between the soft couches, and spoke these words as she imagined perfect pleasure.

“No, Mother.” Nero suddenly stood up, looking at Julia with unwavering determination in her large, lake-green eyes.

“He came for me, and I want him.”

Julia looked at the resolute Nero with some surprise. Her equally emerald green, but deep and murky eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a beautiful smile.

"No, Nero, you're too young to control yourself. Let your mother..."

"Mother, I am already the emperor!" Nero retorted defiantly.

Julia's face darkened, and she began to speak.

"Caw! Nero, don't you even know what filial piety is?!"

A beautiful mother and daughter are locked in a fierce battle over a foreign man—a dream come true for many men.

Tsugumi, who had taken in everything above, had a completely unobstructed view.

His mission here is to win over Nero and complete the cycle of his own destiny.

Hmm, looks like this time we're going to play a visual novel? That's alright, not a game type I dislike!

However, Tsugumi did not look at her own 'history'.

He would then know his own nature. If he saw the history he had done and was asked to follow that outcome, he would most likely rebel and deliberately do the opposite.

It's not entirely because he enjoys being a jerk; he might just want to have some fun.

Therefore, Tsugumi is unaware of her own history, but she does know the history of Nero.

Putting aside the lunar-themed anthropomorphism and a series of changes to the grooves, Nero's experiences in the lunar world are actually not much different from those of Nero in the normal historical development.

Nero's biological father was not the emperor. Although Gneus was of noble birth, he was a notorious man known for his cruelty and debauchery. Although he died before Nero was three years old, he undoubtedly had a certain influence on him.

Her mother, Julia, was the sister of the previous emperor, Caligula. Like her psychopathic brother, she was an unscrupulous, ambitious, and licentious cruel person.

As for Nero's uncle Caligula, he needs no introduction. He was a notorious mentally ill emperor whose madness was on par with that of the Gao family of Northern Qi.

So Nero might also have a hereditary mental illness? But it's not necessarily true on the moon, since Caligula here went mad because he fell in love with the moon—who knows if it was Artemis or something—which is a result of being corrupted.

But no matter what, madness is madness. Caligula's madness made Nero's childhood unhappy. In fact, because Caligula swallowed up her biological father's inheritance, she even had to live on the streets for a period of time.

However, all of this came to an end when the beautiful Julia seized the opportunity to marry Claudius I, who was Nero's uncle by blood. Because Caligula was killed by the Praetorian Guard and thus succeeded to the throne, Julia used her influence to make him name Nero as his heir and adopted son, and then seized the opportunity to poison him.

The succession to the Roman emperor was not based on paternal lineage, a stark contrast to the Eastern emperors in terms of both power and legitimacy. Nero smoothly ascended the throne, but undoubtedly, in the early years of his reign, he was forced to become a puppet of his mother, Julia.

But Nero's troublesome relatives don't stop there.

It's unclear whether Julia has lost her mind or is doing something shady. Julia suddenly began publicly supporting Nero's half-brother, Britannicus, a boy with no blood relation to Julia, who, with her support, became a contender for the throne against Nero.

The political struggle resulted in Nero's victory; she assassinated her mother and poisoned her brother, thus embarking on an irreversible path to tyranny.

—Of course, all of the above applies only to normal history.

Nasu Kinoko herself probably doesn't even know what the history of the moon is like, but if you refer to the so-called 'official storyline,' look at the plot that made Boudica say something like she loves Nero... Heh.

In short, Tsuruga knew her mission objective clearly—to win over Nero, make her shy, fall in love with her, and become dependent on her, and then find a way to give her a Seven Seals.

Would you call him a scumbag?

Huh! It's like love is some great and lofty thing. Anyway, it's all about mutual consent and no coercion!

"Spaghetti mixed with No. 24 concrete... even... even... even... even... even!!!"

Tsugumi opened her arms wide, and with a very emotional expression and a rather impassioned voice, began to utter incoherent words.

But the arena was still filled with thunderous applause, and the nobles and ladies were almost moved to tears.

"I have never heard such a passionate speech!" exclaimed a centurion.

"It's so touching! I want to support his career!" a wealthy woman said, wiping away tears.

"He's so inspiring."

"He was a great general!"

"An orator, though not Roman, is of great nobility!"

"All men's women, all women's men!"

Leaving aside the last somewhat strange description, all the rest are exaggerated praises of the Tsurugi River.

But strangely enough, they seemed to hear completely different things.

He put his hand down, very satisfied with the result he had achieved.

Although they could not possibly remember what Tsurugi had said after they returned, this deep-seated feeling would be triggered the moment they saw Tsurugi again.

This is the effect of reaching Level 4 in the realm of desire. He utilized the media power to spread information, create sensational content, and generate trending topics.