Before you Start reading I'd like to apolgise as updates are not stable
And I won't be sugercoating it
That will happen time to time as I have a different project to focus on along with my college
So Yes I started my own original novel Under a different Account Ars_Vanitas called:
Aísē: My Five Supernatural Wives
Currently It has around 9 chapters but I assure you they are fun
Hope you support my work
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[This was a sight you had never seen before.]
[Someone could actually survive a lightning strike like that.]
[Your intuition told you that the man with the golden cup was definitely not as simple as you had imagined.]
[You realized that you might have to go and see him.]
Ian looked at Nero beside him.
The young emperor was sleeping soundly, and her chest was slightly warm—a testament to their intimacy.
Ian had wanted to wake her up to investigate who it was that had survived the lightning, but—
The man soon found that Nero seemed to be having an ineffably beautiful dream.
She stretched out her arms as if giving a speech and began to talk in her sleep.
"This is 'my' husband—!"
"..."
Hearing this, Ian could probably guess what kind of dream Nero was having now.
"Truly..."
As the man said this, he gently pulled the opened cover up to her chest and tucked her in.
"If I have to go alone, I'll go alone."
"I... must figure out what that was."
[You temporarily left the room you shared with Nero.]
[You walked through many corridors.]
[You arrived at the city wall.]
Fortunately.
The person hadn't left.
Braving the pouring rain, Ian slowly advanced toward where the person was.
His previous guess was further confirmed.
After getting closer, he could feel a more distinct aura from the man's glittering golden cup.
And as someone who was experiencing it for the first time, Ian found that he could actually identify what it was.
That's right!
It was the same thing as the "magic" that Agrippina used.
No.
It should be said that it was even more powerful—after all, he could feel it himself.
"..."
[You realized that you might have the possibility of learning magic.]
[This unprecedented thing was stimulating every one of your nerves—after all, this could be the key to protecting Nero in the future.]
[So, even though you had no idea who the other person was, you felt a surge of courage to go up and ask them.]
[It was the thought of doing anything for the one you loved.]
[You decided to take the initiative to learn about the mysterious man in front of you.]
Boom—
A flash of lightning fell.
Feeling the cold rain, Ian shouted at the man in front of him:
"Who are you?! Why are you here?!"
"..."
The mysterious man turned his head and, upon seeing Ian, revealed a half-smile.
"Are you from this era?"
"I thought... no one would be awake at this time."
"Someone is always awake in Rome!" Ian replied. "So who are you?!"
"..."
"Someone is always awake, no matter when."
The mysterious man nodded thoughtfully.
He took off his hat and gave Ian a standard bow in the rain.
"Hello, I am Lev Lainur Flauros."
"Someone who does not belong to this era."
"..."
Although he had already prepared himself mentally, Ian was still a little shocked to hear the other person introduce himself in this way.
What did it mean for someone who did not belong to this era to appear in this era?
Before Ian could think clearly, Lev's voice rang out again.
"What's your name?"
Since the other party had given his name, Ian would not be stingy with his response.
"Seneca, or more specifically, Lucius Annaeus Seneca."
"Seneca, huh."
Lev put his hat back on and smiled slightly.
"Can we talk somewhere else? The rain is heavy, and this is not a good place to talk."
"...Fine."
[You and Lev left the city wall.]
[You came to a secluded house in the city—although it was not luxurious, it was enough to temporarily serve as a place to take shelter from the rain.]
[You started to talk.]
Swoosh—
Ian lit a fire. The warm, yellow light illuminated the small house, forming a strong contrast with the booming thunder outside.
But the man didn't care about any of that at the moment.
He just wanted to know if there was a way for him to learn magic from Lev to fight against Agrippina.
It was just—
It wasn't that easy to bring up.
But Lev took the initiative to act at this moment.
As he was toasting his hat, he spoke with a strange smile:
"The city of Rome now is truly prosperous."
"..."
There wasn't much emotion in Lev's tone. Ian couldn't tell for a moment if he was genuinely praising Rome or just being polite.
But he knew how to answer.
"Of course."
"Our emperor, Nero, is a wise ruler. As long as she is here, the city of Rome will definitely prosper every day."
"..."
Lev stared at Ian. At this moment, some emotions appeared in his deep eyes.
"So—do you think this series of measures Nero is taking now are helping Rome develop into a more powerful empire?"
"That's right," Ian nodded without hesitation.
This had always been his view, and it would never change.
"Her Majesty's choice is very correct—only by acting like this will Rome definitely become more prosperous and strong."
"..."
Lev was silent for a moment, and then he asked again:
"What's your relationship with her?"
"To trust her to this extent—it's a bit unbelievable."
"I am her teacher," Ian did not hide his identity. "Besides, I don't think this is an unbelievable thing."
"Many people in the city of Rome share the same view as me."
"It's just that—"
"They don't have the same status as me, so their voices can't be heard naturally."
"Hahaha," Lev suddenly laughed. "So you're her teacher. No wonder you have this kind of understanding."
"But unfortunately—"
"You seem to have made a wrong judgment."
"..."
[Lev's words made your heart tighten.]
[After all, this man who appeared here with the lightning strike belonged to the category that could not be measured by common sense.]
[He might know some things that you don't.]
[Whether this thought was right or wrong, you realized that you had to find out.]
"Wrong judgment?"
Ian's eyes became sharp.
"What do you mean by that—where did I make a wrong judgment?"
"Oh... the self-introduction just now seemed a little too simple," Lev put his toasted hat back on and placed it on his head again.
"I am Lev Lainur Flauros, a person from the future."
"In my time, the Roman Empire no longer exists."
"..."
Ian's eyes trembled, but he quickly calmed down.
"Although this may not be fair to Her Majesty—isn't it a natural thing for a dynasty to change? Even Rome... must accept this reality."
"As long as she made Rome a better place during her reign, that's enough."
Clap—
Clap—
Lev clapped his hands, and his voice was filled with a little more praise.
"Amazing!"
"As expected of the sage of this era, the way you look at things is much more broad-minded than the average person."
"But—"
Lev's tone changed.
"What would you think if I said that the Nero of the future has become a person scorned by history, as her teacher?"
Boom—
A flash of lightning fell.
The white light reflected a snowy color in Ian's eyes, and it also showed the shock hidden within to the fullest.
The man didn't care what happened to his own reputation, but he absolutely didn't want his student Nero to suffer the slightest bit of wrong.
He couldn't believe what he had just heard.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Nero... how could she be scorned by history?"
"..."
A hint of undetectable cunning flashed in Lev's eyes.
He adjusted his hat and quickly replied again:
"Believe it or not—at least in the era I lived in, the name Nero symbolized tyranny and autocracy."
"You're lying to me. You're not from the future at all. Nero is an emperor who is supported by the Roman people right now. How could she become a person like that?"
Ian's voice was firm and serious. It was clear that he did not agree with the words of this man named Lev.
But the other party seemed to have already anticipated this and continued:
"I know you can't accept this fact—after all, Nero is your student. It's indeed a bit shameful for a sage like you to have taught a tyrant."
"But—" Lev looked at Ian and continued to explain his reasoning without rushing. "This is a pre-determined fact that has already been shown to everyone in human history."
"This also includes the fact that you and Nero are lovers."
"Sage Seneca, am I right?"
"..."
[This was incredibly powerful evidence.]
[In the entire city of Rome, the only person who knew about your relationship with Nero was Agrippina.]
[And if he could obtain this level of information from Agrippina, he would not be here calmly discussing these things with you.]
[Then—]
[There was only one answer that could explain this series of questions.]
[That was that this man who called himself Lev was indeed from the distant future.]
"..."
Ian found it difficult to face this fact.
How could Nero... become a scorned tyrant?
He had never taught her to be a person like that!
"What happened?!" Ian asked anxiously. "How could she become like that?!"
Facing Ian's questions, Lev was not in a hurry. Instead, he seemed a little leisurely.
"Sage Seneca, what happened isn't important—the key is whether you're willing to change all of this, isn't it?"
"..."
"You can make me do something like that?" Ian was a little incredulous about what he had just heard.
"It's not that I can do something like that," Lev said as he placed the glittering golden cup in front of them. "But this can."
"What is this?"
"The Holy Grail."
"A magical wishing machine that can grant wishes—if it exists, it's not impossible to change Nero's tyrannical future."
"What do you think?" Lev held the Holy Grail and looked at Ian. His tone was a little more consultative. "Do you want to try?"
"..."
Ian was not someone who could be easily fooled. He calmed down at this moment.
"Lev, why would you help me do this?"
"This—there's no benefit for you at all, is there?"
"Hey, stop," Lev interrupted Ian. "I'm not someone who gives for free. Helping you achieve this will be very beneficial to me."
"But... those are things that are difficult for you to understand, so I won't go into detail."
"So this is a trade? But I haven't offered anything, have I?" Ian remained vigilant.
"No, no, no."
Lev shook his finger.
"As long as you're willing to change this, that's the biggest trade for me—but to put your mind at ease, you can also fulfill one goal for me."
"A goal?"
"Yes," Lev nodded. "Get rid of the person named Agrippina. She's too much of a nuisance."
"But you should know that she can use 'magic'," Ian replied.
"Yes—!" Lev reached out and gently touched Ian's forehead.
"But I didn't say you couldn't."
"By the way, remember to endure this pain, or there's no way to help your lover, Nero."
"Also, don't ever tell anyone about what happened today."
The next moment after the man finished speaking, Ian felt pain begin to spread across his body.
He felt his heart melting, and every inch of his skin felt like it was being pricked by countless needles. From time to time, he also felt like he was being gnawed on.
"How strange... it's the first time we've met, but there's a strange sense of familiarity."
Lev mumbled as he picked up the Holy Grail, then walked into the rain without looking back.
Only Ian was left, holding his chest and struggling on the ground like a fish out of water.
"Nero... Nero..."
This was the man's call from the bottom of his heart and the last support that kept him wanting to survive in this situation.
The rain stopped, and the sky cleared.
Nero, who had been having a beautiful dream all night, woke up.
Thinking back to the situation where she married her teacher in her dream, the young woman couldn't help but feel shy.
"I must find a way to make this a reality..."
Nero thought this and then froze.
Because she saw a heartbreaking scene.
Ian was leaning against the bed, covered in blood. He was so fragile that he seemed to have trouble even breathing.
"Teacher, what's wrong with you—!"