Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

"Player, I have just realized how dazzling my own brilliance is in the realm of art!"

Hmm, it's decided! From now on, singing and dancing will be my job! Even if I go back to Rome, I'll treat these as my main occupation! This is much more interesting than being an emperor!

Hey you, watch the atmosphere, give us a round of applause!

“Pah-chi-pah-chi…”

The Hun king, already tamed by pastries, decisively picked up a grape pie, clapped his hands expressionlessly, and acted as the mood-maker.

So you've suddenly become aware of this hobby, huh? You want to bring it back to Rome, don't you? And you're even planning to close the venue doors and force the citizens to listen to the entire performance?!

Samael's forehead veins throbbed, and his smile was so wide it was almost distorted.

boom!boom!

The dull thuds of the blows echoed in the room as the iron fist of justice slammed into the heads of the two scourges.

"The performer is so tactless! It hurts so much! Treating an artist like this is a blatant offense and desecration!"

Nero held his head in one hand, waving his fist, his tense little face complaining.

"Offensive, huh? Blasphemy, huh? That didn't count, this is!"

Samael's expression turned ferocious. He immediately picked up the unlucky, unruly child, tucked her under his arm, and started giving her a good beating on the bottom.

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!"

"Are you still going to sing? All you do is wail and scream all day! Don't other people get sleep?! Don't other people get work?!"

"This is a sacrifice for art. The Empire will remember your small sacrifice. Don't be so petty. Besides, violence cannot subdue people, and authority cannot gain genuine respect. Art is immortal! Idols are immortal!"

"..."

*Pa pa pa pa!*

Faced with the unruly child who was being relentlessly beaten by him while pinned to his knees, Samael immediately unleashed his "education of love," cruelly suppressing the source of this murderous demonic voice.

Finally, after Nero's butt got a bit fatter, the once unruly child, who had been gradually becoming more unruly, remembered the fear of being dominated by a teacher. Adhering to His Majesty the Emperor's principle of being flexible and adaptable, he obediently shut up and tearfully confessed his mistakes.

That being said, the ancient snake, having already figured out the kid's ways, naturally wouldn't believe it entirely.

Since Nero is such a troublemaker and has even inadvertently awakened a peculiar hobby, for the sake of my peace and quiet, this brat can't stay on Mount Ares.

Since the political affairs had been temporarily resolved, Samael decided to take the mobile sonic weapon and find a new place to contain it.

After a series of twists and turns, Samael knocked on the door of the house where Scáthach and the Valkyries were staying.

However, before they even entered the gate, a fierce argument broke out in the courtyard.

"Hey, you stupid dog, can you please stop grooming your fur in the room? Don't you know it gets stuck on the carpet and is a huge hassle to clean!"

"We're not dogs, we're wolves! Wise wolf Holo, you stinky rabbit, if you piss us off, we'll bite you to death! And this is my house, nobody invited you in, so stop pretending to be so attentive and acting like this is your own den!"

"What rabbit? Are you blind? I'm a fox! A fox! Besides, I'm your husband's best friend. This place might become our small but cozy little home in the future, so of course I have to take on the responsibilities of a good wife and mother in advance. On the other hand, you're always holed up at home eating apples and taking care of that tail like a precious treasure. It's really too much of an eyesore!"

"What do you mean 'our elder sister'? I'm the older sister! Samael is the younger brother, he should listen to me!"

"He's already getting old, yet no one loves him. His younger brother has to take care of him, and he stubbornly refuses to leave his brother's house. Tsk tsk, what a failure. But give up, only a lover can be his eternal companion. Be careful, or you'll be kicked out sooner or later!"

"Trying to kick us out? How vicious! Humph, Samael already has a wife, you stinking rabbit, don't even think about taking her place!"

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe men prefer to have affairs. No one in this world can resist a stunningly beautiful fox spirit to repay a debt of gratitude."

"Trying to seduce me? That's too low-level! Samael won't fall for it. I curse you to never get married!"

"How dare you so corrupt my dream of pursuing happiness! You're so wicked! I curse you to be infested with fleas!"

"Damn it, you want to fight?!"

"Come on, come on, you think you can get away with this!"

"My blood! My runes!"

"Yin energy gathers! Tamamo Hatred Bullet!"

boom!boom!

Just as Holo and Tamamo-no-Mae were staring at each other, rolling up their sleeves, changing hand seals, and the surrounding magic was surging wildly, about to fight, the rune-sealed door was blasted open, and then the iron fist of justice smashed into their heads.

"What's all the noise about! What's all the fighting about! We're both canines, can't we at least get along peacefully?!"

Samael glared at the two of them and pulled them apart, unable to resist berating the two ill-fated lovers.

"What canine? I'm a wolf! A great and wise wolf! Who wants to associate with this stinking fox!"

"That's right, that's right! I'm a fox, a clever and beautiful spirit of nature. How could I possibly be like this stupid dog!"

"Humph!"

"Humph!"

Holo and Tamamo-no-Mae protested in their own way, then exchanged a glance and, in perfect unison, snorted and turned their heads away with their arms crossed.

Sure enough, foxes and wolves are simply incompatible from the start!

Samael rubbed his forehead in anguish. He had certainly amassed enough lives for the Greco-Persian Wars, but this uncoordinated team had brought him endless trouble, leaving him utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

In addition, there's a wolf, a fox, a leopard, and three snakes: him, Anna, and Kukulkan. The abundance of species is almost like a circus or a zoo.

If only we could summon Tiamat, her expertise in animal taming would be perfect for her.

Seeing Tamamo-no-Mae and Holo staring at each other like fighting cocks, close to each other, seemingly about to start another fight, Samael immediately snapped out of it, separated the two natural enemies, and asked them in an annoyed tone.

"Where's Scáthach? Tell her to come out and meet them."

"It seems she's run into some trouble and has already gone out. She hasn't said when she'll be back."

Holo blinked and answered casually.

"I see. Then I can go back and continue... cough cough... continue to study hard."

Upon being released, Nero, seeing that the person designated by his teacher to supervise him was not present, immediately beamed with joy, almost revealing his wicked intention to restart the concert.

"Here, take care of her."

Samael glanced at the mischievous child trying to slip away, grabbed her by the collar, and shoved her into Tamamo-no-Mae's hands.

"Let me watch the child? That's not a good idea..."

Upon seeing this, the fox spirit immediately drooped her ears, looking disgusted.

"Refusal is invalid! Watch out, don't let her cause trouble before Scáthach returns to take over! By the way, Holo, you're coming to live with me on Mount Ares."

"Why should we! We're not moving! If anyone should leave, it should be her!"

Upon hearing this, Holo's teeth chattered, her anger flaring up as she raised her fist in protest.

"Okay, let's go!"

Tamamo-no-Mae rolled her eyes, glared at Holo with hatred, then grabbed Samael and walked out the door with a bitter expression.

Hehe, you silly dog, now I finally have a legitimate reason to have some alone time with you! Little Jade wins big!

Meanwhile, having driven away the fox spirit who had trespassed on her territory and defended her domain, Holo looked around at the quiet courtyard and nodded in satisfaction.

Without that scoundrel fox causing trouble, the house is so comfortable to live in.

However, when her gaze fell upon Nero, who was lying to the side with his watery eyes blinking, her slightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

It's just taking care of children; we can do just as well as Samael.

So, after this exchange, it's probably not a bad deal, right?

Chapter 128 Childhood Degeneration

At the foot of Mount Ares, Samael stopped and glanced indifferently at the beautiful figure who was clinging to his left arm and leaning shyly on his shoulder. He casually withdrew his hand and raised an eyebrow in annoyance.

"Alright, since you don't want to live with Holo and the others, go up Mount Ares first and find the Valkyries on patrol. Ask them to help you find an empty house. We'll talk about it later; I have other things to do."

Immediately, the ancient serpent tossed Tamamo-no-Mae a Medusa Goddess badge for easy passage, intending to keep its distance from this troublesome creature.

Tsk, these days, even vixens are having a hard time finding employment?

Abandoned on the mountain path, Tamamo-no-Mae felt a sense of defeat. Then, her golden pupils, which had been watching Samael depart, gleamed faintly in the darkness. Her fists clenched, and her charming face regained its fighting spirit.

Now that I finally have some free time, I should talk to Attila.

Samael pondered for a moment before heading towards the scene of Nero's illegal concert.

However, the door was half-open and half-closed, and the room was completely silent.

The ancient serpent frowned slightly, knocked a few times but received no response, got up and went into the room, sniffed, and followed the faint trace of familiar ether in the air. Its eyes fell on the bulging blanket under the bed.

You're asleep so soon? How about we talk tomorrow?

Just as Samael was muttering to himself, he suddenly noticed that the outline of the blanket did not seem to match Attila's figure, and the small bulge was trembling strangely.

Something is wrong!

The ancient serpent's pupils contracted slightly. It immediately grabbed a corner of the blanket, casually lifted it, and was shocked to find that the pile of clothes that originally belonged to Attila were scattered everywhere.

In the center, a white-haired, red-eyed, shrunken 1.3-meter-tall brown-skinned girl was clenching her teeth, curling up, her brows furrowed, and the sweat flowing down her face had already soaked the bed sheet beneath her.

hum!

As Samael lifted the blanket, he inadvertently touched the skin of the brown-skinned girl. The surging ether within the little girl, like a volcanic furnace, instantly found an outlet, boiling and gushing forth.

Caught off guard, the ancient serpent was like a household electrical line subjected to high voltage; the magic power poured into its body surged wildly, wantonly destroying the flesh and meridians along its path.

Puff puff puff!

Suddenly, red mist burst from Samael's body, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

But through this, he was able to finally expel the uncontrollable turbulent forces from his body. His torn flesh began to heal slowly, his bones automatically returned to their original position, and his injuries gradually recovered.

Just as Samael was propping himself up on the headboard with one hand, his face pale, he struggled to get up when there was a rustling sound from under the covers.

The young girl with white hair and red eyes, and brown skin, sat cross-legged on the bed, arched back a corner of the quilt to reveal her little head, raised her hand to rub her sleepy eyes, and stretched out her arms to utter indistinct murmurs as if in a dream.

As she spoke, the naked girl tried to snuggle into Samael's arms.

"stop!"

The ancient snake, recalling its near-death experience, was still shaken. It immediately jumped back, keeping a wary distance, and scrutinized the white-haired little girl in front of it before asking uncertainly.

"You are... Attila? Do you remember me?"

In the dim light, one could clearly make out the familiar outline of that Xiongnu king.

As the little girl tilted her head to examine Samael, she unconsciously moved closer, her serious little face getting closer and closer to the ancient snake. Suddenly, as if she remembered something, her brow relaxed, and she spoke in a clear voice.

"mom!"

The ancient snake's breath hitched, and it nearly collapsed.

No male mothers!

Just as Samael was patiently teaching the child how to distinguish between boys and girls, and recounting their encounter in hopes of awakening the little girl's awareness, the brown-skinned girl who had unknowingly snuggled into his arms reached out with her little hand and skillfully found the spatial node, crushed the fragile structure, and retrieved two shimmering starlight-filled fragments from the ancient serpent's little storehouse. She tossed them into her mouth like snacks and chewed them with a crunching sound.

Then, a dazzling, shimmering light appeared, and the white-haired girl yawned, as if overcome with weariness, and fell into Samael's arms, falling into a deep sleep.

At the same time, the slightly dim star patterns on her skin brightened again, and the weight in the ancient snake's hand also felt noticeably heavier.

Childhood regression?

Could it be that Attila's body experienced an accident earlier, leading to functional disorder? And these star core fragments might be the key.

How unlucky I am to run into this!

Samael seemed to be deep in thought, then looked down at little Attila, who was curled up in his arms like a hamster. Recalling her previous actions, he couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

I was wondering why you called me "Mom," so you must have milk in me, right?

Well, it seems today's meeting is off. Let's wait until the child's condition improves and then find another opportunity to have a detailed talk with Attila.

Currently, we don't need to worry about the threat posed by this Hun king, and can focus on dealing with the Greco-Persian Wars. We can also take this opportunity to investigate the specific reasons that led to this change in her.

After making up his mind, Samael glanced at the messy bedroom and little Attila clinging to him like a koala, and shook his head helplessly.

With things having come to this point, he had no choice but to prioritize safety and have Brunhilde and a few other Valkyries take him in. Under the pretext of discussing magic, he dismissed the Blood Guards who had come to investigate after hearing the commotion, and then headed towards the government hall.

However, as the ancient serpent moved further and further away, the Divine Blood Guards who had gathered nearby dispersed one by one. Several figures emerged from the darkness, entered the bedroom, and carefully examined it for a moment. The glances they exchanged revealed a hint of irritation and gloom.

It actually failed!

However, his injury was a pleasant surprise.