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You realize this is a good time to communicate.

"Can we chat, Queen Boudica?" Ian made the most sincere invitation.

He appeared in front of Boudica at this moment in order to resolve the conflict between Britannia and Rome.

"..."

After a long silence, Boudica finally nodded.

"Okay, let's talk - but you don't have to call me queen anymore, I think that's ironic."

"Seneca, just call me by my name."

"Yes, Boudica."

The atmosphere between the two was more harmonious than before, and Boudica's attitude when speaking was also different.

She looked at the black blood that Ian had just spit out after the kiss, frowned and asked:

"What the hell is going on with you?"

"..."

Ian felt that this was not something that should be brought up at this time, so he quickly responded with an awkward smile.

"Nothing, just an old problem - but it's a little more serious this time, Boudica, thank you for being here."

"..."

Boudica was not happy about this, but instead asked a very serious question.

"Does the tyrant know about this?"

Ian knew that the tyrant Boudica was referring to was Nero, the person he loved most in his life.

That was a code name the queen had chosen in anger, and it was a name that could not be changed in a short time.

"Your Majesty doesn't know." Ian replied, "Besides, how can the emperor worry about the illness of his subjects?"

"But you are obviously her minister—" Boudica sat closer to the man, her emerald green eyes showing a hint of confusion.

"If the emperor doesn't even know about this, isn't that a dereliction of duty?"

"Boudica, you are wrong to say that."

Ian denied the other party's statement without hesitation.

"You have to understand that for His Majesty, the scene she sees is the whole of Rome."

"And in the midst of all this, there are so many things that she needs to make decisions about - that in itself is a huge burden."

"As her subject, how can I cause further trouble at a time like this? That would be an act of treason."

"..."

"..."

Neither Boudica nor Ian continued to talk about this issue - they both knew that if they continued like this, it would definitely turn into an irreparable quarrel.

That doesn't make any sense.

Sensing this, Ian quickly changed the subject and began praising Boudica's virtues.

"Boudica, I didn't expect you to choose to escape or stay, and I didn't expect you to help me."

"This is truly a wonderful quality that a queen should have and I admire it for it."

Hearing this, Boudica's expression became extremely complicated, as if caused by some extremely tangled emotions.

Ian knew that this was not the time for him to speak - that would only make the other party feel that he was being aggressive and would make communication extremely difficult.

After a long silence, Boudica finally said the next sentence.

That was the reason she came up with after she calmed down and thought carefully, and perhaps it could perfectly explain everything that was happening now.

"I want to escape...but where can I escape to?"

"Britannia no longer needs me, and Rome has no room for someone like me."

"Even if we escape from this cell, we will only end up in a bigger cell."

"In comparison——"

Boudica looked at the man in front of her, and there was a hint of forced smile in her emerald green eyes.

"I think it would be better to repay you for taking off the rope for me."

"We Britannia never want to owe anyone anything."

Reasonable.

It can even be said to be a very realistic portrayal of Boudica's psychology.

After five failures, she has now lost all her reputation.

Britannia, who had always been protecting her, also became a sharp blade stabbing her.

Everything was just as Boudica had just said - she had nowhere to go.

"You are such a noble warrior." Ian expressed his thoughts very directly. "Even as an enemy, I admire you from the bottom of my heart."

"But what's the use of this?" Boudica laughed at herself. "Now I actually have no meaning in living anymore, right?"

"Give me a good stab, Seneca."

"..."

"I can't do this, Boudica." Ian shook his head. "Your life belongs to you. I have no right to deprive it."

"only--"

Ian wiped the black blood from his lips.

"I want to know what Britannia means to you that you are willing to risk your life to fight a war with Rome that has no chance of winning."

【This is the heart of the Britannia problem.】

[What on earth is supporting Boudica to rebel again and again? ]

[You know, this is a very risky behavior - if you make a mistake, you will end up like this. ]

[You believe that Boudica could not have not thought about this kind of thing. ]

[After all, her performance is completely worthy of the title of Queen of Britannia. ]

[There must be a deeper reason behind this. ]

Perhaps she realized that the situation was hopeless and that nothing would change whether she said anything or not, or perhaps the conversation with Ian just now gave Boudica new ideas.

The former queen of Britannia sighed deeply, and then stated her reasons:

"Seneca, do you know Prasutagus?"

"I know." Ian responded quickly, "That was a friend of the late emperor. They once had a friendship and support each other."

"Britannia, with our Roman help, has survived a terrible economic crisis."

"That's why Prasutagus is willing to offer half of the region to your majesty, isn't it?"

"That's not the case!"

Boudica suddenly became quite excited.

"It's a hoax—a hoax perpetrated by you Romans!"

"At the beginning, they said they would treat the people of Britannia well, right? Why did it turn into such oppression later?!"

"Food and water have to be taxed, and we also need to support so many Roman troops - isn't this pushing us to a dead end?!"

"No, wait a minute."

Ian stopped looking at Boudica.

"But your majesty is trying out a low tax policy in Britannia, and the maintenance of the Roman army is also the responsibility of our side."

"What you said would never happen."

"..."

Boudica looked at Ian and realized that something seemed to be wrong.

"Then how did our lives become like this? No, you are lying to me. The policies implemented by Agrippina are not like this at all!"

"..."

Ian finally understood.

This was the aftermath of Agrippina's rebellion - the Britannia region, which had just been incorporated into Rome, was still implementing the policies that the evil woman had forged in order to cause chaos.

Because the handover process was too slow, it eventually led to information asymmetry, which in turn caused the rebellion.

After explaining everything to Boudica, the queen's eyes widened.

"How could this happen... Didn't Prasutagus die of anger for nothing?"

"That's your husband, isn't it?" Ian sighed, "I apologize to you for my negligence in Rome."

"Who said he was my husband's?"

Boudica turned her blushing face away.

"I just inherited his name - there has to be someone guarding Britannia at all times, right?"

"But there is no such relationship between us at all."

"Boudica, you mean... you are still single?"

"That's right!"

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere became silent in an instant.

Neither Ian nor Boudica expected the actual situation to be like this - he took away her first kiss.

"It seems that there are still a lot of misunderstandings between us." Ian took the initiative to break the silence.

"Ms. Boudica, please allow me to compensate you for all that you have done on behalf of Rome."

"compensate?"

"Yes." Ian nodded.

"Please let me take you to the streets of Rome and find the good times you should have had."

416. Nero's Special Polygraph Method/Compensation for Boudica's Past (4k)

"..."

"What weird things are you talking about?"

Boudica looked at Ian in front of her and her expression became a little embarrassed.

"What do you mean by revisiting those days on the streets of Rome? You talk about it as if you have mastered some magical power."

"Of course I don't have any magical powers." Ian shook his head, "But I think this might be more useful than magic."

"..."

Boudica looked the man in front of her from top to bottom.

She didn't feel that the other party was lying. Instead, his words were extremely sincere and he seemed very confident in his promise.

Do you want to agree?

The Queen of Britannia remained silent for a long time, without making a decision.

Seeing her like this, Ian added.

"Boudica, I am not deceiving you."

"This is really just a compensation for your past. If I must say something, I just want you to see what Rome really looks like under your Majesty's rule. That's all."

"If you feel uncomfortable anywhere, you can stop at any time."