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

“If you stay in Rome, you can see all the most magnificent things in the world.” She twirled a strand of her blonde hair around her fingers. “And I can make you a participant in experiencing everything Rome has to offer, I…”

"My most important purpose is for you!" Tsuruga interrupted her, stepped forward, took her hand, and said tenderly.

“Great Nero, I admire your beauty, your golden hair that shines like Apollo's, your face more beautiful than Venus's, you are worthy of my loyalty and everything.”

Nero's cheeks flushed instantly, the allure of the demonic marquis shrouded in desire causing the young emperor's reason to evaporate rapidly.

Seeing the Emperor, who was now speechless and babbling incoherently, Tsugumi knew that her direct approach had worked—she didn't know how to do anything else, after all, she really had no experience in dating!

Ha, it's so complicated. Too bad I've never been in a relationship.

When I play visual novels, I only play the kind where you just need to press the spacebar and the options don't matter!

Since the direct approach worked, Tsugumi didn't give up. She stepped forward, put her arm around Nero's slender waist, and then shouted loudly...

"Your Majesty, I will surely make you the great red dragon in the sky, the true Son of Heaven!"

"Dragon, why a dragon?" Nero murmured unconsciously, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

"Because the dragon is the symbol of emperorship!"

Changing styles doesn't change anything, it's still all about killing! : 155. The wind follows the tiger, the clouds follow the dragon, the dragon and tiger heroes reign supreme.

Although the Roman Empire has only existed for a little over a hundred years, it had already accumulated a fairly complete bureaucratic political system during the Republic period.

Starting with Augustus, the supreme emperor, the empire was followed by the Senate, composed of traditional nobles and elites. Although its legislative and electoral power was greatly weakened during the imperial period, it remained a symbol of prestige, social status, and talent pool.

Next came the Consuls. The Empire elected two Consuls every few years. This was the highest official position in the Republic, but during the Imperial period it was an honorary title. The position was usually nominated by the head of state, either by a close confidant or by the consul himself. The term was extremely short, representing the pinnacle of a senator's career. After leaving office, they typically assumed important positions such as provincial governor or commander of the emperor's guard.

Next is the commander of the Praetorian Guard, who is the emperor's most direct military commander. In the imperial period, he would become the emperor's deputy and chief administrator, managing Italian affairs, the judiciary, and some finances. His power was sometimes second only to the emperor.

Then there were city officials, food supply officers, treasurers, municipal officials, and high priests who were independent of these systems.

In short, all this complex content can be summed up in one point: if Tsuruga wants to climb the social ladder normally in this empire, she will need a tremendous amount of time and effort to reach the top.

But I don't have that much free time!

All they need to do is climb the social ladder and gain special privileges! As for the rest? Rome's doomed anyway, so what's the big deal about creating some special privileges?

To be fair, Tsugumi doesn't actually dislike Rome.

After all, mentioning Rome is like mentioning the Han Dynasty, and as a true Christian, I naturally feel a sense of familiarity with this ancient unified empire.

But Tsurugi is also 100% certain that after learning about Rome in detail, his impression of the country will most likely only be one thing.

What to do? Only kill.jpg

After all, this was an ancient slave empire. Even in a place like America, the socialist infant found it cruel and terrifying, so the feeling of seeing this ancient empire was not just terrifying.

Just like worshipping those feudal emperors, it's enough to engage in idol worship. I really hope that those who travel to the past are mostly the kind of people who can say things like "The Wei, Jin and Southern and Northern Dynasties were absurd yet beautiful".

It doesn't matter, it's going to be destroyed anyway, Tsurugi is only concerned with efficiency now.

Hehe, hehehehehe~~~~~

Nero, who was being held in Tsugumi's arms, revealed a somewhat embarrassed aheh face. Upon seeing this, Tsugumi immediately let go and then deactivated her powers.

We can't keep rushing in like this. If mortals are exposed to the power of the Demon Marquis for too long, this little princess emperor will probably turn into a wooden bead that obeys her every word.

Dongjiang is not that kind of freakish person.

After a while, Nero, whose mind was still reeling, blinked and, realizing the incredibly shameful reaction she had just made, let out a soft, animal-like whimper.

"I...I'm not such a shameless woman! What have you done to me?!"

Nero cried out in anguish, clutching his head and crouching down, his face flushed red, too ashamed to lift it.

Clearly, the still young emperor did not have the extroverted personality that he would later develop, and Tsurugi couldn't help but step forward and rub Nero's head.

Who invented this little thing? It's so cute!

"Don't touch me, you rude scoundrel!" Nero slapped away Tsurugi's hand and said fiercely.

"You little scoundrel, trying to curry favor with Yu Lai to become a nobleman!"

"Your Highness's words are a real blow to my sincere heart," Dongjiang said sarcastically.

"The wind follows the tiger, the clouds follow the dragon, and heroes of dragon and tiger soar through the heavens. I, this hero, am destined to become a high-ranking official."

"nonsense."

Nero's lips twitched slightly, but the awkwardness between her and Tsugumi vanished without a trace.

When Tsurugi isn't using her succubus aura, she is indeed quite abstract—or rather, approachable?

"Your Majesty, I can indeed help you become emperor," Dongjiang said softly, leaning closer and lowering his head.

"Does Your Majesty not realize how dire your situation is?"

Nero was silent for a moment, then said softly

"Actually... I really don't know if I can be considered a qualified emperor."

Although she had been emperor for over a year and had gradually become accustomed to the presence of power in many matters, she still harbored deep doubts about whether she was a qualified emperor.

"You're perfect, absolutely perfect!" Tsugumi gave Nero a thumbs-up and grinned.

"Your Majesty, you overestimate the position of emperor. In reality, even if you do nothing and act as a rubber stamp like your adoptive father, you would still be better than half of all the emperors in the world!"

Liu Shan: Yes, that's how our emperors are.

Meeting Nero's somewhat skeptical gaze, Tsugumi enthusiastically explained to him the anthropomorphic emperors from all over the world, from the present to the future.

From her beloved uncle Caligula to Mr. Wang, a time traveler from the same era, and then to all sorts of eccentric emperors in the future.

Of course, considering that this is the Moon World, the degree of anthropomorphism of the emperors that Tsurue mentioned may be questionable. After all, this is a Moon that never praises historical figures but instead focuses on praising obscure characters and anthropomorphic emperors!

Dongjiang has no doubt that if Yang Guang and Li Shimin were to land on the moon, the Moon Writers' Group would be so incompetent that the former would beat the latter to a pulp.

Li Erfeng was supposed to serve Yang Guang.

In fact, isn't Nero right here the best example of this situation?

"Is that so?" Nero blinked, somewhat doubtfully.

"Ha! Of course! Compared to Caesar, you're just as bad!"

"Mr. Yu doesn't think what you said was very kind! But... never mind."

Nero straightened his back. Amazingly, after being inspired by the young man in front of him, Nero suddenly felt full of energy and confidence.

"Perhaps I truly have the ability to become an emperor whose name will be remembered in history!"

Ha! Turns out I wasn't the worst emperor after all. The sun came out, and Nero suddenly felt like he was invincible again!

"Yes, but a good emperor cannot do without a loyal and powerful official to assist him."

Tsugumi approached Nero and said with a smile.

"Hmm, is Lord Tsurugi asking me for an official position? Is he trying to climb the social ladder? That would make him seem like my courtier," Nero said sternly.

Although she had never witnessed it, she trusted her intuition and believed that Tsurugi would become an excellent right-hand man and a capable official in Rome. It was something Nero would never want to see such a capable person who could help him be labeled as a jester.

"But climbing up from the bottom step by step is too time-consuming," Tsugumi said, spreading her hands. "After all, I'm not Roman. If I wanted to climb up step by step, I might have to kill everyone in my way to get to the top."

"...You really are a treacherous minister who speaks your mind!"

"Likewise, His Majesty and I are a pair of smiling tigers, two black sharks!"

In this way, Tsugumi successfully opened up the upper echelons, deepened her understanding of her role, and successfully carved out her own career path and differentiated track in the ancient Roman Empire.

Of course, the dark side of this empire still lurked everywhere, but Tsugumi decided to tolerate it for the time being...

I won't tolerate it!

That very night, after being assigned to stay at Nero's palace, Tsugumi couldn't contain her mischievous impulse and left her room.

It took him a whole night to get back to his room and fall asleep happily and peacefully.

As for what he did? Anyway, that night, more than a dozen Roman nobles died in their sleep in Rome.

Dongjiang slept happily until the evening of the next day—not because he was particularly tired, but simply because the banquet was held at night, and he had nothing to do all day, so he simply meditated to sense the primal force.

As for wandering around aimlessly—given the mess that the dozen or so nobles that Dongjiang casually slaughtered during his nighttime stroll last night had made, Dongjiang wasn't sure if he would end up scouring half of Rome after wandering around for a while.

Accompanied by Nero, he went to a banquet held in the name of the emperor for all the nobles and elders of the city.

After a day and a night, the Milk Girl Emperor seemed to be even more energetic. Following behind, Tsurugi looked at the golden ahoge swaying on the top of her head, and her mind drifted quite far away.

“Dong Jiangqing, I will carry out a major task at the banquet in the name of the Emperor that no previous ruler has ever done.”

Nero said confidently, and soon they arrived at the banquet venue.

The banquet was held in the palace on Palatine Hill, in the largest Triclignium Hall, where the marble floor reflected the light of hundreds of oil lamps, turning the entire space into a shimmering golden sea, filled with the aroma of roasted peacock, mead and expensive spices.

The arrival of Tsurugi and Nero undoubtedly attracted much attention; the latter was the emperor, while the former was a foreigner whose fame had resounded throughout Rome the previous day. And in terms of appearance, they were an undeniably well-matched couple.

Today, Nero wore a purple and gold toga and a laurel wreath, the laurel leaves shimmering in the firelight. The Empress's beauty was aggressive; her golden hair was like fire, her red eyes like jewels, and the corners of her mouth always held a smile that straddled innocence and arrogance.

Beside her, Tsurugi was dressed in a silver-white toga today, wearing a somewhat withered crown of thorns, but this did not obscure his beauty at all. On the contrary, under the firelight, the languid young man looked as handsome as Dionysus, the god of wine.

Seeing how intimate they were, the nobles immediately began to whisper among themselves—they suspected that Dongjiang had become the emperor's male favorite, after all, his bold remarks at the meeting yesterday must have reached the emperor's ears.

It's understandable that the young emperor couldn't resist such a declaration that was practically a confession.

Some nobles who had not gone to watch the duel yesterday, upon learning of the other's identity, felt disdain and jealousy, and began to slander him, believing him to be nothing more than a fraud, a pretty boy, and a daring and reckless man who had deceived the emperor.

After all, Nero was the flower of Rome; the young empress was beautiful and wealthy, the dream of every Roman boy.

The nobles, however, remained completely unperturbed.

So what if she has male favorites? Doesn't that just prove that their young empress is a normal girl who is attracted to men? This actually makes them feel at ease, since the emperor's companions can only come from among them, these prominent people.

The banquet's pleasantries were tedious and complicated, but Nero quickly moved past the nobles and senators and stood at the center of power.

"Gentlemen!" Nero suddenly raised her glass and stood up, her clear, girlish voice carrying an undeniable, penetrating power, "Today, I would like to introduce a rising star to you all!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tsugumi walked to Nero's side. The Empress took his hand and, amidst countless envious and malicious gazes, raised it high.

Her smile was radiant, the kind of excitement a child feels when showing off a rare toy.

"You have all heard about the gladiatorial contest of the past few days, which I witnessed with my own eyes! It was absolutely spectacular, and this man's eloquence was also unprecedented!" Her voice gradually rose, with an operatic cadence.

"He comes from the ancient land of silk, with a noble birth and great skills. Last night I talked with him all night long and was deeply impressed by his talent!"

"Therefore, I have decided to nominate this person as this year's Chief Executive!"