At this moment, the earth-shaking noise in the capital could not be heard in Hadrian's palace, 28 kilometers outside the eastern suburbs of the city, when the emperor got up early in the morning, he almost took away the crowds of eunuchs and equally hated ministers in the palace, and the servants and servants left behind had always been slow and soft-spoken, and they could all be regarded as if they did not exist.

Andy waited for the emperor to walk away, then walked out of his studio, and ordered the outlined slate to be carried to the side of the Cano Pool, where several black swans were slowly roaming, and on the shore were a dozen white egrets and peacocks, a leopard tethered by a golden chain was napping in the shade, and the shade of the European bauhinia above his head was full of parrots of all colors, and of course three or five cats of different colors—they were Andy's favorite pets.

Our introverted and quiet little painter was particularly fond of beautiful animals, and he intended to paint many smart figures in this painting paying homage to the moon god as well, so the emperor sent several teams to fetch these wonderful creatures from around the imperial capital for him, but Andy did not seem satisfied.

"They were so ordinary that I couldn't get the urge to paint. As he spoke, the little painter pouted in frustration. He's still a kid after all, and he occasionally makes a little bit of a petty nature.

Hearing this, our great general, Stiliko, secretly showed a sly smile.

"Oh, father-in-law, can't you do it, okay? Those fierce beasts locked up in the gladiatorial arena of the imperial capital can't be of any other use except for biting?" Seeing the unhappy face of his beloved favored minister, the young emperor couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

"It's so bloody, they can't get into the painting!" Andy's face immediately turned pale.

"What about the jugglers who are on the march, don't they always get some rare birds and beasts!" the emperor stared at his "father-in-law" as if pleading.

At the time of his father's death, the former Emperor Theodosius, he was not yet ten years old, and his brother, Arcadius, who had always had a gloomy face, was only eighteen.

From that day on, "Father-in-law" became the honorific title given by the young emperor to the general.

"Does 'Elephant Man' count?" Andy said, shuddering. On the day he got up from Milan, he had seen such a monster on the street.

"Oh, let's not mention him, he'll have nightmares!" the Emperor pouted sullenly.

"Please wait a few more days, there is a mythical beast that has never been seen for eternity, and it is on its way to the imperial capital. Stirico said, leaning down with his right hand on his chest.

"Oh?"

"Really?"

Andy's eyes widened at the same time.

"She's been found in Bengal as far away," said the general, the right eyebrow of the general twitched imperceptibly, and then the two eyebrows shrank back together. It can be seen that the whole process of hunting the divine beast still makes the emperor's "righteous father" feel palpitations! "I have ordered people to travel day and night to send her to the imperial capital as soon as possible——"

Stirico didn't tell the truth, the "Beast" had actually been sent to Ravenna earlier, where there was one of the most famous gladiatorial schools in the Roman Empire, and the Beast was imprisoned for a series of brutal special training.

"She, whoa!" the emperor turned his head and raised an eyebrow at his favored retainer, looking so embarrassed that those who didn't know would think that the beast had been caught by him.

"yes—she!" Stirico suddenly laughed again, so secretive.

This flash of a secret smile did not escape Andy's eyes, and at that moment, he couldn't help but look at the general in a daze, and he became distracted.

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At this moment, Andy Minion stared intently at the brush in his hand, and came to his senses again—for some reason, in such a magnificent and gorgeous palace, surrounded by beautiful scenery, although it was already autumn, everything spread a more rich and wonderful atmosphere in the air, and the leaves on the trees were better than the flowers of midsummer, and all kinds of dazzling colors subtly changed in between, from the rich red of the prosperous era to the slightly haggard green, to the delicate yellow that made people feel pity for all the people— Oh my God, is that a huge palette of colors hanging between the towering clouds?

There were also elven creatures all over the trees and under the trees, all of them looking at Andy, and all showing him all kinds of charms that seemed to be both flattering and seductive. They are all beautiful, not only in appearance, but also in shape. If Diana, the goddess of moonlight, really saw them, she couldn't wait to tame them!

Not to mention the pool under your feet, a large piece of blue seems to shatter the sky, and after falling into the world, it instantly transforms into a beautiful gem. The marble-carved pillars and statues around the pool are its perfect decoration.

If an artist is in such a state and can't paint anything, he can only blame himself for his incompetence. But Andy couldn't draw anything at the moment, not even a single line, not a small piece of the most inconspicuous background color.

His mind was entangled in the previous memories of "her", what was that "her"? Andy was really curious!

Afterwards, he also wanted to secretly ask the general, but his shy personality made him unable to open his mouth.

"Divine beast—" he muttered to himself, "what kind of beast can be called a god?"

You know, the weak Andy has never seen blood, so he never sets foot in places like gladiatorial arenas. Even for such a major ceremony as today, he still begged the emperor in every possible way not to attack his idea! But he really wanted to see the demeanor of the "divine beast" -- if he did not watch the beast fighting performance after the triumphal ceremony, he would not have the opportunity to see the true face of the "divine beast"!

This caused him to be distressed and sad, and he could not sleep for several nights on end.

The emperor saw his thoughts, so he privately agreed with the general that during the beast fight, the safety of the "divine beast" should be ensured no matter what, and only let her show her power and skills a little, and then-

"You and I will hide from Andy and bring her back to the palace quietly, and we will definitely be able to give him a big surprise!" Just thinking about it, the young emperor who loves his ministers is already dancing.

"Yes—" Stirico agreed with great joy, and the Emperor knew that such an offer was in line with his secret and sinister wishes.

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Apparently he didn't have the heart to paint today, Andy turned his face away and used his brush to compare the proportions of his statue - the other white as snow, he was lying on a golden marble platform in the middle of the transparent pool, the blue water flooded his lower abdomen, he was lazily stretching, immersed in the eternal dream bestowed by the moon god.

"Lan Ruo - Andy!" he read the two names of his past and present lives together, turning them over, "Andy - Lan Ruo!" Suddenly, a strong sadness welled up in his heart, and two lines of tears rolled out from the bottom of his beautiful eyes. "In his eyes, I was as beautiful as a dream that would never wake up. But will my beauty really be eternal, and if one day I grow old and wither, will he still treat me as he does today, when his dreams will wake up, and I—and what shall I do?"

A gust of wind blew from the other end of the pool, and there stood a massive vault of white marble columns, carved with scenes of Emperor Hadrian's visits to the provinces of the empire during his lifetime.

Now, the sun has climbed the vault, shining into Andy's eyes from the front. For a moment, he couldn't see clearly that the marble slab in front of him was half-finished. At first, he thought it was the strong sunlight that sparkled his eyes, but then he felt a sultry softness on his cheeks, a faint warmth, and an intoxicating aroma wafting through it—it turned out to be a light veil that was almost transparent white and almost transparent by the wind. He subconsciously raised his hand to grasp the veil, but the white veil floated away on its own, quickly withdrawing towards the vault by the towering pool.

Andy looked up at the bright light, and then the paintbrush in his hand fell to the edge of the marble pool at his feet with a "snap", because he finally saw the face that was particularly thrilling by the bright light.